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Name: Coleva Age: 24 Rank: Weyrwoman's Second Birthplace: Telgar Hold Residence: Makala Weyr
Hair: Coleva refuses to cut her hair in traditional dragonrider fashion, instead wearing her thick, mahogany hair pulled back in a braid or a bun. A few strands always manage to fall out around her face, curling in an endearing fashion. In the sunlight dark gold highlights can be seen, along with flashes of red. Eyes: Bright ocean-sky blue eyes stare out of Coleva's pale face, lined with thick, dark lashes that seem to flirt with whoever she gazes upon. They are wide and startled, lending an innocent look to her face, as well as an exotic cast. Build: Coleva has developed a good set of muscles from turns of dragonriding and hauling firestone and flamethrower parts. She doesn't lack for curves, however, and her long legs attract the eye of many a male. Complexion: Blessed with a pale olive complexion that neither burns nor darkens, her skin is smooth and soft, except where marred by threadscores. Identifying Marks/Other: During a past threadfall, Coleva and Araxith were both scored in an attempt to rescue an injured dragon. The resulting scar traces the bottom right side of her jaw, most of her neck, and her right shoulder trailing down onto her chest. Rather than hiding the scar with a cascade of hair, Coleva decorated it with a tattoo, the mark of the trading caravan she hopes to start once thread is gone once more.
Family: Evora, mother - rider of green Ulioth (Telgar) Colton, father - rider of brown Rehkith (Telgar) K'ryle, friend - rider of green Luth Embry, friend - rider of green Naherth Ree, friend - rider of green Shosavith siblings tbd
Personality: Coleva is a very driven individual, future oriented and determined to make her place in the world. She's painfully aware that the thread that is all she's ever known will be coming to an end soon, and there will no longer be a pressing need for dragonkind. The weyrs have expanded their personal territory, and take some of the burden of support off the Holds, but Coleva is aware that unless the dragonriders can find some other way to make themselves indespensible, they will trail off into obscurity.
Optimism is her middle name, in everything, although she tends to exhibit more caution in human situations, having been burned a time too many. She learns from her mistake, which she feels is more than some people do, and she resents sour intrusions on her sunny mood - she feels there is no excuse for bitter, withdrawn cynicism, which does little to endear her to either the Weyrleader or Wingleader T'kever.
Not having yet been involved in a serious relationship, the idea of one has become a serious consideration. She's had her share of casual relationships and mating flight partners, but nothing has come of them.
Dragon Information
Name: Araxith Age:1036.12.04 Parents: Kevrenth/Orbadith Color: Gold Size: Large Description: Araxith is a fighting gold in all her glory, packed with power from wingtip to wingtip. She's a pale, wintery gold, well-proportioned and strong. She's not the most agile - her size prohibits that - but she has stamina to amaze even the most long-winded bronze. She's not a gold that would ever be caught in a short flight - so far her shortest flight was her first, six full candlemarks. She has a smattering of small threadscores, on her wingtips and flanks primarily, and one large scar on her right shoulder where a clump of thread caught her and Coleva on a rescue dive. Personality: Araxith has no interest in past or future - her world exists in the 'now'. She's never been particularly choosy when it comes to what bronze catches her - only a truly worthy bronze could ever hold out for a flight as long as hers. She's always horribly broody when she has a clutch, a situation that worsens when there is a threadfall she can not fly in. She is a dragon, she figures, and therefore must fight thread, clutch or no clutch. |
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