Age: Sixteen turns
Rank: Silverrider
Appearance: Darmi has wavy deep red hair that falls to just above her shoulders. It's usually pinned back for practicality's sake. Her large eyes are a steely gray when she's angry but tinges of blue can be seen when she's in a better mood. She stands at 5' 1" and is of a medium build. Her nose is slightly large and pointed and she has an ovular face with protruding cheekbones.
Personality: Darmi is very insightful, but she doesn't care about anyone but herself and the people closest to her. She has a sometimes scathing sense of humor that people usually find funny until she turns it against them. People often get mad at Darmi for her ways and Darmi always responds with equal anger. However, Darmi would never be one to pick a fight purposefully. After a fight ends, she's not one to hold grudges unless she has really been hurt or one of her close friends has been. The grudges she does hold rarely fade.
Darmi is good with her hands and is not at all clumsy but somehow her movements are never quite graceful. Her voice is low and almost musical when she speaks, but she could not sing a note of a song if her life depended upon it. She plays a small wooden flute occasionally and when she does she usually looks sad. When she plays the flute is one of the few times she allows her sadness show, usually her feelings are closely guarded and never shared with anyone. She has an amazing memory and has a talent for spitting back
word for word what people have said to her in the past.
Background: Born the seventh child and fourth daughter of the Lord Holder of Seareach Hold, Darmi was often able to slip away from the watchful eyes of adults. As a child she did whatever she wanted and picked some basic healing skills. She constantly played practical jokes on everyone. At first the jokes were simple but as she grew older her
tricks became more complicated and less easily traced. However, she was extremely shy and avoided talking to others whenever she could. When she was seven turns old, her mother died in childbirth, but Darmi was hardly even affected by her death; she had never really
known the woman. She continued her life in the way she always had until her father remarried a woman named Issandra when she was nine turns old.
Issandra took a special interest in Darmi. Perhaps it was because Darmi reminded her of herself, they looked similar and many thought them related, or perhaps it was because Darmi was the youngest girl of her father's brood and Issandra could not have any more
children.
But for whatever reason, Issandra began paying special attention to the mischievous girl. Issandra showed Darmi how to play a wooden flute, discouraged the girl's practical jokes, and taught her by example how to act around other people. Issandra's ways were not
entirely proper; she had a tongue worse than anyone else in the hold, and she was incredibly sarcastic at times. Darmi at first resisted her stepmother's tutelage, but soon was enchanted by Issandra. She picked up many of the older woman's habits and grew
closer to her than she had ever been to anyone else.
When Darmi was nearly fourteen turns old, Issandra fell ill. The small woman battled her disease with all her will and Darmi remained by her side the entire time, dismissing the cautions others gave her about being too close to the sick woman. In the end, Issandra died, sending Darmi into fits of depression. For half a turn, the girl spoke to hardly anyone and when she did her words were cold and cynical. When she was fifteen turns old, Darmi had still not fully recovered from the sorrow of Issandra's death, but she was
speaking to others again. She never quite returned to being the old Darmi. She didn't want to risk growing attached to another person for fear of losing them. About halfway through her fifteenth year, Darmi was searched and came to Quasar Weyr.
At Quasar she Impressed silver Sorralanth at Semirath's clutch and has since been living there ever since.
Pets: Green Flitter Ifta
Ifta loves to play practical jokes but doesn't appreciate the jokes played on her. She's very possessive of Darmi and rarely leaves her side. Ifta is a little smaller than normal, even for a green. Her wings are a shade darker than the rest of her pale green body.
Dragon:
Name: Sorralanth
Color: Silver
Personality: Sorri is a very silly dragon, often playing practical jokes and teasing her rider. She is also very intelligent and fast, though not particularly agile.