Post by hrsegrl on Jan 1, 2008 0:36:16 GMT -5
Character Info:
Name: Marisol
Age: 25
Gender: female
Rank: Wingrider
Location: Telgar Weyr
Family:
Great Uncle: Solmar (age 75) Uncle at Telgar Hold
Great Aunts:
Solarik: (deceased, died at 32 in childbirth, would be 79) Has a daughter who resides at the Weyr at her aunt’s request, (Solina, age 47)
Ariso: (age 72) cotholder’s wife. Nine children, four boys, five girls, youngest, a son, though an adult, still ahs a child’s mind.
Aunts:
Marivern: ( age 53) rider of blue Voseth ( age 40 turns), originally on the sands to impress the Gold egg, she did not disappoint her mother, or surprise her by impressing blue.
Reisol: (age 49) drudge at Telgar Hold, huge disappointment to her mother, was sent away due to fear of dragons.
Father: M’lon- (age 43) rider of Brown Tevth ( 26 turns, Beynath x Dorth), gets along well with his mother and his sister Marivern.
Mother: Nalia (age 45)- Weyrmated to M’lon. Laundry drudge.
Cousin: R'net ( age 28) of Bronze Torenth(9, Beynath x Tlanth) mother Reisol, dragon fearer, his grandmother sent for him to be fostered at the Weyr when he was six. ( and no one gainsays Mari, as he calls her)
2nd Cousin:
Reiko- 5(1050)- 16 now (Timing Plot), son of Greenrider Mariko of Sherianth(11 turns Beynath x Tlanth) and Wingsecond R'net of Bronze Torenth.
children:
Marisander (1) - son by L'sander of Bronze Oberonth
Appearance:
Like her father, his mother, her cousin and many others in their lineage, Marisol has red hair. Unlike her father it isn't a deep chestnut color but more a light vibrant orange. Its straight as a line and worse thant that its thin. She keeps it cut short as most female riders do who don't want the hassle of long hair.
Her skin is pale and reveals a small number of freckles, barely visible on her nose. She burns easily in the sun and prefers stormy weather because of it. Often people comment that her facial structure is like her grandmother's though she herself doesn't see it. Actually the truth is she looks like her mother. A lovely woman in her own right. She has the sprite like face, somewhat small features. Her smile is what reminds people of her grandmother. Its more than endearing; it reveals a person who knows more than she would dare tell.
Her clothing is not so fine as her wealthier relatives. Mostly she wears deep blues, greens, reds and even lighter blues. As they bring out her bright blue eyes. Her clothing clings to her small, barely visible curves, showing her lithe form off to its best advantage. (No one said she was a saint) Often her laughter is the first thing one notices about Marisol. She laughs like she doesn't care that anyone will hear. Its contagious and altogether sweet.
Her strides are average for a person for though she is thin, she isn't too tall. She stands at around 5'8" and weighs about 140lbs. All muscle of course. Since she was a little girl she tried working out with her daddy. Which tends to make her a flexible and strong woman, despite her appearance.
Personality: Quirky and a little wild, Maris has never been one to keep her tongue in check. She says the most outrageous things though this seems to amuse people more than upset them. Her sense of humor is unparalelled by anyone in her family. Most people who know her, know that she is loud and exuberant.
Often she seems to have boundless energy. No room or weyr for that matter is large enough to contain the ball of energy that is Marisol. While she enjoys games, the greenrider is horrible at them. Especially poker. After all she rarely keeps her emotions in check.Which on a good day means she is happy, smiling, giving everyone she knows a hug or a kiss. On a bad day that can mean arguing, fist fights and all manner of unacceptable behaviors. This mood can befall her more easily when Seryth is proddy.
For all her boisterousness, Marisol is not the best wingrider, nor the worst. She has never been on time. Not once in her entire life. Not on time meaning late and late by more than just a few minutes. Her thoughts can be a bit scattered and while she ends up at the right conclusion to things eventually, it does take her more time than most.
As for relationships. Marisol lives life to the fullest especially when it comes to bed partners. She has never had a problem with mating flights, in fact she sometimes craves that almost beastial connection in her normal relations. Marisol does prefer men but if a female bluerider were to fly her green she would not complain, in fact she would probably still enjoy it quite a bit.
History:
Maris was born the only child of M'lon and Nalia. Though her father had relations before Weyrlignhood, he did not have a romance until he was about a turn and a hlaf through Weyrling training. Nalia was a couple turns older and certainly more experienced. She had many offers before meeting M'lon but she did not want just anyone for a mate. They fell in love, naturally, and since then have been Weyrmates (23 Turns now). Nalia became pregnant shortly after they began their relationship and while M'lon did offer to take her between she decided it was best to keep the baby. Nalia was not well during the pregnancy and her daughter was born nearly two months early.
It was then that Marisol (her grandmother) came to the infirmiry to care for Nalia as best she could. The baby was named for her grandmother rather than be named by joining the parents names. Little Marisol was pampered and spoiled as a child because she was the only one Nalia would ever be able to have. The healers forbade her to have any more children. It was a serious risk to her health and any baby she might have had. They were lucky that Marisol was healthy.
Maris, as her mother called her, was no end of trouble as a child. Her mother would have fostered but the healers said one was enough for her weakened body to take care of. (The Healers were of the belief that Nalia was weakened in her heart from the strain of giving birth and would never recover 100%. Thus she was given easier jobs such as laundry). Marisol got into everything and anything. She loved to sneak into places she wasn't allowed in. On more than one occassion around the age of two she wandered away from her mother and down the cavernous hallways to some of the other rider's weyrs. The fact that she already knew how to open a door should have been warning enough.
She was an obstinate child. At the age of six she refused to learn to read like the harpers were teaching them. Instead of writing with her right hand she began writing with the other. It was rare but the harpers found they had no choice. The left handed girl was also very popular. She made friends easily and liked making new ones. In fact she seemed to have a new best friend everyday. By the time Marisol was thirteen she had her share of boyfriends. M'lon, however was not pleased and often scared them off in order to protect his daughter from things she did not know about yet.
At fourteen she had her last growth spurt finally reaching the height of 5'8". Now that she was old enough to stand, she had every intention of doing so. Her parents did not feel that she was mature enough to become a dragonrider, even if her grandmother encouraged her ambition to be one. Se was kept away from the entire thing till she turned sixteen at which point they all agreed she was old enough to stand. Unfortunately when the Hatching day came along she was at home puking her guts out from a bad night out. Taught her a lesson. Perhpas they were right and she was not ready to stand.
Her first real relationship began when she was seventeen. The rider was a good eight turns older than herself. He was using her for all the reasons she should have hated him for. Though she didn't mind he was taken aback by how willing she was to have a no strings attached relation when he told her about his need for variety. Little did he know she liked a variety of people as well, though mostly men.
Maris stood a second time when she was eighteen, her family agreeing that it would be better for her to sit the next hatching out. This time they knew things had a chance of turning out differently. Marisol would never be completely mature but as far as immaturity went she had improved by the age of eighteen. The red headed Candidate was easy to spot from where her parents were seated. M'lon had no doubt that she was capable of impressing.
It was Maris that had to have faith in herself. The first egg hatched revealing a brilliantly colored blue. He stumbled out akwardly followed by an equally colorful green. While the blue fumbled the green did not. She was bound and determined to get where she wanted to go quickly. The green impressed nearly immediately after walking towards the Candidates. Marisol! I found you! You are to call me Seryth and be my rider.
The little green walked off the sands with a smiling red headed woman. The pair have since then been very close. One would think Seryth might have calmed her rider down some but the green only seemed to make Marisol more energetic and upbeat than before. Throughout Weyrling training the pair was always joking around and pulling stunts. They may have almost caused the Weyrlingmaster a heart attack.
When they graduated they were tapped by Zahra Wing. Their wing suits them just fine. Marisol has several friends from different wings and also her own. She's a bit over friendly at times. Her three turns as a full wingrider have not made her any less crazy. Seryth has flown upwards of fourteen times to mate and Maris couldn't recall any that were unpleasant.
After seducing a Bronzerider at a formal event, the greenrider had not realized that she had only slept with him and a woman before her flight. This of course was disturbing only when she found out she was pregnant. Maris is afraid of childbirth, her mother nearly died to have her and her mother's family had a history of dying in childbirth. It is now too late to Between it away. She is steeling herself to tell said Bronzer. This could either be bad or good for him... as for her, she'd rather not be a mother.
Her pregnancy was difficult. Thankfully the Healers knew of her history and made sure she was well cared for. The problem was soon found when she gave birth to twins. On was born dead while the other, a healthy baby boy was born strong and wailing. Marisol could not let herself grieve for the loss of a daughter when she had such a happy boy to take care of. As is Weyr tradition, she named him Marisander. Although he does not have her red hair, he has more of her facial features and always seems to be smiling.
Marisol is tired of nursing the one month old boy and cannot wait to get back to wing drills!
Dragon Info:
Name: Seryth
Age: 7 turns
Color: Green
Appearance:
Seryth is larger than average though its not readily noticeable. Her hide is a pure green with darker green shades and yellowish sheens throughout. Her claws are brown and less intimidating than larger dragons. Physically she has a well shaped head, very sleek. Overall, her body is proportionate in appearance thus making it hard to find one thing out of place.
Personality:
The green is just as wild as her rider. She loved to pull stunts that would scare most older dragons. In fact she loves shocking others just for the effect. She says whatever she feels like saying to whomever she wants. Mostly though she speaks to her rider. Like her rider she doesn't want too much responsibility and thus never trained to be a Search dragon.
Seryth is a huge flirt. She doesn't care whether the dragon is blue, brown or Bronze, if its male and a dragon she will do her d**ndest to win him over. Seryth also likes chatting it up with other greens especially if they are all sunning. She enjoys sunning nearly as much as flying.
History:
Seryth hatched like all dragons must. She was ready right after her blue brother broke out of his. While she had not kept count, she knew she was one of the first to break from her shell. Her blue brother was stumbling and Seryth, graceful green that she was, made her way across the sands to the candidates without a single fumble. She knew before she approached them which one was for her. Marisol! I found you! You are to call me Seryth and be my rider.
The green wreaked havoc as a Weyrling, pulling stunts, even before Marisol was allowed on her back. She showed off her agility as much as possible, often becoming a little too pleased with herself. The Weyrlingmaster on more than one occassion had the green sit out of flting lessons.
As a Wingrider, the green spends about 3/4 of her time at drills playing around and 1/4 of it paying attention. Marisol often repeats what they are doing just before they do it. This is the best way for Seryth to work. So far Zahra Wing has been a great fit.
Seryth is very proud of her latest flight, having been caught by a Bronze dragon. She doesn't quite understand why hers is so worried about clutching but the green needn't worry about such things. That was for Golds.
Clutch: Beynath x Tlanth
Hatching Order: 2nd
Wing: Zahra
