Post by ShinyBox on Sept 18, 2014 2:30:14 GMT
Name: Bryai
Age: 40
Appearance: Bryai's hair is a light honey-blond, cut short and styled to wave across her forehead. Her eyes are a clear ocean blue. Small (5'3") and perhaps just a tad plump, her wide, winning smile can set even the crankiest of children at ease, or win a confession from any naughty culprit.
Personality: At least five sentences please.
History: Bryai was Holdbred, Searched Turns ago for a clutch on Ista's sands when she was only 14. When the day came, however, no dragon came her way. Bryai was heartbrokenly disappointed, but decided to try and Stand again at the next clutch. In the meantime, she quickly found her niche as a Candidate, volunteering every ounce of her spare time at the Creche, helping with the littler kids. In no time at all, it seemed, the next Hatching rolled around.
And again, Bryai was left standing as each happy new pair stumbled off to begin new lives as dragonriders. She was crushed. It seemed that the dragonrider had been wrong about her chances. For a long time, she simply went through the motions of Candidacy, not even visiting the creche that often. And 6 months later, the day of her 16th nameday, Bryai saw the members of that Hatching out learning how to fly together. the sight hurt her even more, and without telling anyone where she was going, Bryai fled the Weyr.
Unknown to her, however, one of the older creche kids, who'd secretly admired Bryai, saw her depart- and followed her. But before the kid could catch up, he stumbled across a wild wher. Bryai was only a little distance off when she heard the child yelling for help. Without hesitation, she ran toward the sound, finding the wher having treed the kid, and trying to still reach him. She threw rocks at it, trying to drive it off.
Fortunately for Bryai and the child both, a sweeprider was passing by at that moment. Coming to investigate, his dragon drove off the wher. Bryai and the child were returned to the Weyr, bruised and scraped, but alive. After a stern talking to by the Candidate Master, in which Bryai swore never to run off like that again, the dragonrider who'd found them gave her a flit egg as thanks. It turned out that that particular rider had been the creche kid's father, and was grateful for her attempt to save him. The egg hatched into brown Mio.
Position in the Weyr: Head Crecheworker
Pets: One
Pet Name: Mio
Type: Flit (Brown)
Appearance: Mio is a bit tubby for a flit- but that's because Bryai can't resist those soulful eyes most of the time. His hide is a creamy brown, a bit pale, but with a darker line down his spine and wings.
Personality: Mio is a little troublemaker; he loves getting into things the second his owner's back is turned, and has perfected the art of looking innocent.
Age: 40
Appearance: Bryai's hair is a light honey-blond, cut short and styled to wave across her forehead. Her eyes are a clear ocean blue. Small (5'3") and perhaps just a tad plump, her wide, winning smile can set even the crankiest of children at ease, or win a confession from any naughty culprit.
Personality: At least five sentences please.
History: Bryai was Holdbred, Searched Turns ago for a clutch on Ista's sands when she was only 14. When the day came, however, no dragon came her way. Bryai was heartbrokenly disappointed, but decided to try and Stand again at the next clutch. In the meantime, she quickly found her niche as a Candidate, volunteering every ounce of her spare time at the Creche, helping with the littler kids. In no time at all, it seemed, the next Hatching rolled around.
And again, Bryai was left standing as each happy new pair stumbled off to begin new lives as dragonriders. She was crushed. It seemed that the dragonrider had been wrong about her chances. For a long time, she simply went through the motions of Candidacy, not even visiting the creche that often. And 6 months later, the day of her 16th nameday, Bryai saw the members of that Hatching out learning how to fly together. the sight hurt her even more, and without telling anyone where she was going, Bryai fled the Weyr.
Unknown to her, however, one of the older creche kids, who'd secretly admired Bryai, saw her depart- and followed her. But before the kid could catch up, he stumbled across a wild wher. Bryai was only a little distance off when she heard the child yelling for help. Without hesitation, she ran toward the sound, finding the wher having treed the kid, and trying to still reach him. She threw rocks at it, trying to drive it off.
Fortunately for Bryai and the child both, a sweeprider was passing by at that moment. Coming to investigate, his dragon drove off the wher. Bryai and the child were returned to the Weyr, bruised and scraped, but alive. After a stern talking to by the Candidate Master, in which Bryai swore never to run off like that again, the dragonrider who'd found them gave her a flit egg as thanks. It turned out that that particular rider had been the creche kid's father, and was grateful for her attempt to save him. The egg hatched into brown Mio.
Position in the Weyr: Head Crecheworker
Pets: One
Pet Name: Mio
Type: Flit (Brown)
Appearance: Mio is a bit tubby for a flit- but that's because Bryai can't resist those soulful eyes most of the time. His hide is a creamy brown, a bit pale, but with a darker line down his spine and wings.
Personality: Mio is a little troublemaker; he loves getting into things the second his owner's back is turned, and has perfected the art of looking innocent.