Emera smiles warmly as you enter her weyr, which is quite cluttered with all manner of debris, but it seems to you that it's somehow cluttered in a neat way. The huge, worn dragon-couch in the back is even covered with discarded quill pens and bits of parchment. Her almond-shaped brown eyes twinkle mischieviously at you as she pushes back her long, dark hair from her face. She rises from the seat where she had been carefully tuning her lap harp, and comes to meet you. You notice that she is rather short, but slim and fit. She holds out a long-fingered hand in greeting, and says, "Salutations! I am Emera Myste, Weyr Singer, Chief Muffin, and Wielder of the Sacred Whipped Cream Canister." She grins.
Emera has loved music ever since she was young, and had mastered the lap harp, ocarina, and lute by the time she was 12. When she learned that the position of Weyr Singer was open in the Guild, she immediately decided to become the resident Harper. Having found a kindred spirit in the form of the dragon Arokth, she almost immediately bonded with him and they now tyrannize the Weyr in their almighty insanity.
