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Persona Name: Elara (nickname Lara) Former Name:n/a Rank: Weyrling Gender/Sexual Orientation: Female/Hetero Age: 21 Location: Mornings Dawn Weyr Birthdate: I188.13.21 Birthplace:Nameless cothold affiliated with Tuock Hold Parents:Dargan, holder. Mother: Jelai, deceased. Father's spouses: Ledel (chief spouse); Tena (2nd spouse), deceased; Avela (4th spouse) Foster Parents: n/a Siblings:Darel, Legan, Argan, Lardal (Ledel's sons); Nadar, Datan (Tena's sons); Davel, Vagan, Aegar, (Avela's sons) Children: n/a Weyrmate/Spouse:n/a Others: n/a Physical Description Eye colour/shape: rounded, grey eyes Hair colour/style: Dark brown hair, with a streak of lighter, golden brown as wide as her thumb over her right temple. It had always been long (nearly to her knees) but she had it cut short the day she Impressed. It's currently just long enough to brush her jawbone, cut with heavy bangs in front. Height/Build: Short (5'2"). Well-muscled from heavy farm work. Broad hips and wide shoulders, but a trim waist. Best described by the word "sturdy". Complexion: Fair in the winter, but tans to a deep brown the moment the sun hits her skin. Has a smattering of freckles across her nose. Handedness: Left handed. Jewellery/weapons: Wears a very plain belt knife. Carries a simple leather sling and a small bag of smooth stones out of habit. She's quite a good shot at small game and tunnel snakes. Clothing: Prefers dark greys and browns, occasionally wears muted blues and greens. Tends to wear simple, loose-fitting clothing, usually breaches and a long tunic. Always wears a plain, dark brown leather belt with a simple iron buckle. Background She has grown up in an isolated cothold affiliated with Tuock hold. The main function of her father's cothold was raising sheep for wool. A tiny cave on the mountainside, it held no more than her immediate family. Her mother died shortly after her birth, leaving her as the only daughter in a house full of sons. Her father had little use for a spouse that only provided one child, and a girl at that. The other two spouses took care of her as a child, but her father largely ignored her. She worked hard, particularly at traditional women's tasks (cooking, cleaning, spinning, sewing, dyeing, weaving, brewing medicines, etc.). With all those people in the house, she was kept quite busy all her life. Without a mother, she was not given much affection. She was always well fed, properly dressed, and warmly housed, but she was the target of constant criticism and frequent cuffs and slaps. Her father was quite controlling of his wives, and they relieved some of the stress by shouting at her. She relieved her stress by dreaming of dragons. Though it was past time to think of Elara marrying, her father continued to insist her hands were needed at home. Elara was both relieved and disappointed. Relieved that she need not go to wed a stranger, disappointed that she would not escape her father's grim rule. Then, one day, the search dragons came... Timeline Born I188.13.21; Mother's death: I189.03.15; Father took 4th spouse P04.06.19; Searched P09.03.26; Impressed Tabanirth: P09.04.24 Personality She is extremely reserved, except with people she knows well. Slow to make new friends. Very shy in large groups. Tends to give in rather than argue unless the request strongly conflicts with her sense of ethics or her care for another person. She will defend her dragonet or her friends to her death, but will take endless abuse if it affects only herself. She is just beginning to understand that what hurts her, hurts her dragon. Farther off, is a glimmering that she is worthy to be well treated solely on her own merits. She has an off-beat sense of humour and a sincere enjoyment of music (though little talent for it). She is loyal to her friends, slightly suspicious of strangers. She thinks everything through (to the point of near paralysis at times), though she is learning to act on instinct in the training drills. Having grown up surrounded by her family, with next to no contact with others, she is quite innocent about men, and not a little afraid of the whole concept of romantic entanglements. Pets n/a Other She tends to sing to herself while she goes about her work. She'd never make a Harper, but her pitch is true, and she has a warm alto. She is a touch scared of heights. Though flying dragonback doesn't seem to bother her, looking over some of the cliffs in the vicinity of the Weyr makes her feel a bit ill. She's ashamed of this - after all, who ever heard of a dragonrider who's afraid of heights? Dragon Information Dragon's Name: Tabanirth Color: Green Size: Still growing Where and When Impressed: Mornings Dawn Weyr, p09.04.24 Sire/Dam: Gold Melianth and Bronze Tavvith Wing: Daybreak Class/Weyrling Wing Physical Appearance She is a deep forest green, with rippling ribbons of a brighter emerald green on her wings. Slender, she is almost fragile in appearance. Personality She shares her rider's odd sense of humour. Fascinated by music, Tabanirth loves to hear her rider sing. Extremely active, she hates to be bored, and will get into all kinds of mischief if left to her own devices for too long. She is vain, and loves to show off her gleaming hide after a bath. She is also developing into quite a flirt, making eyes at the blues and browns. Abilities She is agile and quick, with boundless energy. Relationships More or less indifferent to most adults, Tabanirth nonetheless enjoys watching the weyr children play. She is not too interested in canines, but has the same fascination with felines as she has with the weyr children. She has been known to instigate a game of "catch the dragon's tail" with brave felines when bored. She occasionally coaxes Elara to obtain for her a kitten or a child so that she will always have something to play with. (Elara wisely refuses to even consider providing either until well past the weyrling stage). Strengths and Weaknesses She can be quite impatient. Tabanirth is not as strong as a larger green would be, nor does she have a larger dragon's endurance. She is, however, noted for lightning quick changes of direction. She can turn so quickly, she is able to nip the end of her own tail in flight. She can plunge into a dive, recovering at the very last minute (nearly giving the other riders heart failure). Her favourite trick involves winking _between_ just as she seems certain to crash into the ground. 
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