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Welcome to Pern! Before you can do anything else, you must sign in here! This is so I can keep a Member's page going. Also, this info may be considered when you're going for Impression, so make it good. Just type in the following information, and you're done! Happy flying :-) ~Name~ ~E-mail~ (yes, you do have to!;-) ~Physical Description~ ~Personality~ ~Brief History~ ~Other?~
To Pern!

  • HIHI!!! -- Darien, 17:53:25 10/27/02 Sun
    ~*~Name~*~
    Darien

    ~*~Turns~*~
    17

    ~*~Physical Description~*~
    Tall, handsome young man with dazzling blue eyes, dark hair, and a fair complexion.He has a dark, brooding look, which adds to his good looks. He is well built and, being a runner, very fit.

    ~*~Personality~*~
    Darien is very sweet and understanding, though he doesn't look it. He doesn't talk much, but can usually get his message across, one way or the other. Not violent unless given reason to be so.

    ~*~History~*~
    When he was 10 Turns, Darien's fathersent him to the Minercraft Hall to use up his excess energy. But something happened to make him suddenly turn quiet. No one really knows because he doesnt like to talk about it. the only thing anyone has found out about it was when Darien was so sick that his mother didnt think he would survive. One night she heard him talk about "the rider in stone". Later Darien's father sent him to the Weyr to draw him out of his shell. Maybe someone will help him...

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  • New -- Jerana, 13:52:54 10/22/02 Tue
    ~Name~Jerana ~Sex~female ~Turns~ 16 ~Description~ Tall and thin, well-built, races runnerbeasts in her Hold. Shoulder-length, straight blonde hair with brown hightlights, deep blue eyes-almost purple, with a fair complexion. She was apprenticed at the Healer Hall at 12 Turns and is adept at healing almost any injury. Taught by her older brother, Jerana can defend herself well, and carries a belt-knife. She is shy, and is instantly trusted by young children , animals, and most other people. Her first impression of someone is most often correct. Jerana left her Hold of birth when her mother arranged an unsatisfactory betrothal before going to the Healer Hall.

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  • teenager and firelizard -- Menolly and Rami, 16:03:20 10/11/02 Fri
    Menolly
    dangerousdevilgirl@hotmail.com
    light brown hair and grey blue eyes. She has tan skin ffrom being in the sun for long periods of time and comes from the south
    playful and cheerful, defends her friends
    She came from the south and was named for Menolly the harper. She impressed a fire lizard queen who she named Rami. She has a little bit of harper training and wants to become either a dragon harper or a werywoman someday.

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  • Joining -- Mykelleh, 16:46:26 10/06/02 Sun
    Age:14
    Gender:Female
    Physical Description:
    Relatively tall, with long wild red gold hair and piercing blue eyes, Mykelleh is rather fair skinned. Slim, yet strong, she is built like a runner and quite quick as well. She has a strong nose and expressive mouth. Her eyes are well shaped and her lashes are long, yet tipped with bronze so they dont appear long from a distance. Her feet are small, like a faerie's, and she is graceful, so that sometimes it appears her feet dont even touch the ground. This does not mean, however, that she isn't clumsy sometimes.

    Personality: Mykelleh is the confident, spunky, fiery type. Loving adventure and attention, she is often bored and also has a tendency to do foolish things out of restlessness. She loves to have fun but also loves to help people and has a strong sense of duty. Normally lighthearted and easygoing, she tends to be easy to get along with, unless provoked. Mykelleh can have quite a temper and does not like being wrong, feeling threatened, or being insulted. However, there is another side to her. If you care to see it, she can be sensitive, serious, philisophical, and deeply spiritual. She is very imaginative, and when her high hopes are dashed she can become subdued and insecure. Over all however, she has a compassionate, everoptimistic and resilient nature that enables her to endure hardships and still turn a smiling face on the world.

    History- Mykelleh grew up on the southern continent, the only surviving heir of noble holders. Though born in the family home at Ruatha, she grew up in the wilds of the southern continent after her parents were exiled when the treacherous Crelatin came into power. She has learned as much of the wild and the north as her parents could teach her, and they lived quite self-sufficiently and almost happily until the returning of the dragons to southern weyr. Mykelleh became determined, after hearing the ancient legends, to become a dragonrider. And as much as she loved her parents, she ran away to the weyr when they refused to let her go. Her parents had lost faith in the Pernese, and felt it was their duty to keep their daughter safe. Mykelleh had swore to never lose faith... to avenge her homeland and to help save pern in its hour of need.

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  • Orayon and Yvette -- Orayon and Yvette, 09:54:44 09/01/02 Sun
    Name: Yvette
    Age: 16
    Rank: Candidate
    Pet: Green Freya (5 Turns)

    Description
    Yvette looks much to young to be her age, and most guess she is about eleven or twelve. Her hair is a mix of brown, gold and red, and falls in layers across her shoulders and down her back, and ends right above her shoulder blades. She usually parts it on the left, lower down her skull. Her eyes are a hazel, and contain both golden brown and green into the mix. They are small, serious eyes. She has pale eyebrows that arch in a quizzical manner up her forehead. Yvette has a snub nose, full lips and ears she never fully grew into. She is pretty pale and does burn often, but after the skin flakes away she is left with a golden tan for a few sevendays. Yvette is quite thin and barely has any chest at all. She is short, at only 5'8" when compared to her parents. She is wiry though, and she does have some strength in her skinny little arms. She has a necklace that was given to her by her mother, passed down through the Turns. She loves clunky boots and belts, both from a fashion point of view and as a safety issue, for she always has this fear of flying into the wide, blue yonder when caught by a draft.

    Personality
    Yvette is the fun loving girl everyone knew in high school. She's cute without trying, bubbly and attracts friends like honey attracts flies. Exceedingly friendly, very intelligent and adventurous but not a troublemaker. She adores her brother Orayon very much and finds him a total drag when it comes to discussions about their mom. She finds the life of a pirate to be grand adventure and fights on the high seas. Yvette nejoys the ocean, but healing is where she feels truly at home. Whipping up numbweed is a hobby for her, and the grueling task and horrible smell are a labor of love. Freya is her constant companion and the green loves to be cuddled, and to help her mistress. She is a bit wild, but Yvette loves her with all her heart. In her free time Yvette will frequent the trees that grow around Fort Hold for a climb, or beg a runner for a short trail ride. She is utterly fearless when it comes to exploring the wilderness and has a great sense of direction luckily. The only thing that makes her sad is seeing a young child very sick, or a person with so much to live for hurt in a senseless fashion. Then she will sob for days on her pillow, but only when no one else can see her.

    Persona History
    Yvette was the younger daughter of the infamous Pirate Queen Nebula. Her brother Orayon who is two turns older, was a like a best friend. The two siblings fought often, but were better at getting into trouble, and disagreed on only one thing: their mother. Fort had a fishing hold, and to keep useful, she would help on the docks, while learning raunchy songs and words. She horrified her father when she brought such teachings home, though her friends found them funny. Yeonnes stormed down to the docks to tell off these workers, and the short weaver brought these tall men to their knees. The whole incident was laughed about for turns. She hoped that she would turn out as bold and as full of conviction as her father. She never felt comfortable around the water, and was not a strong swimmer, so she fretted about what her craft choice could be. Just as Yvette turned 12, she found her place: as a healer. She was good at handling even the most ornery holdbrats. She loved to heal and comfort, and to help in making of medicines, even the stinky numbweed.

    During breaks she would travel with her mother on her more legit voyages and loved the sea. Yvette had received an egg, and it hatched into a green she named Freya. She soon became friends wth one of the Fort Lord's younger sons, Markus. He flirted with her often. Yvette thought she'd have no luck, since she was but an apprentice. She did enjoy his company and the two were good friends. She taught him the value of hard work and he took her to enjoy the finer things in life: Gathers, dresses and Harpers playing only for her. He confessed his love when Yvette turned 16 and the two were to be married. She wasn’t exactly in love with him, but she knew he'd make a faithful, kind husband and told him so. But just sevendays before she and Orayan decided to go to the weyr. She didn't want to hurt Markus, but being a dragonrider, she'd have no need for a holder marriage after all. Markus knew he had to let her go, and she breathed a small sigh of relief. Eventually Markus got over the loss and married another. Yvette now waits for the eggs to be layed and her chance to Impress.

    Pet
    What can't Freya do? In Yvette's eyes she is Wonder Flit, able to fly faster than the speed of sound and speak to her as a dragon does. In reality she is the tiny green personification of hell. She never was really trained and even when she was bad it was 'aww, isn't she CUTE?!' so this little green thing learned that being bad is just as productive as being good. Oops, goes Yvette. Freya loves to pick on Ripple and to chew him up whenever possible. he is quite beautiful, for all she is untterly insane, being the color of the sea when the sun reflects off the reeds below: green with blue and white-silver dapples. She is quite small, but lean and lithe and very much in perfect shape. She has to be, from all the running away she is forced to do! Nver again will people say all green flitters are dumb. Just ask all that Freya has harrassed throughout the turns.



    Name: Orayon
    Age: 18
    Rank: Candidate
    Pet's name: Blue Ripple (5 Turns)


    Persona Description
    Orayon is tall, with reddish brown hair (more brown than red) and scattered with bleach spots. He has Blue eyes. Tall and in good shape from turns working in his craft, Orayon has good, firm muscles carved out of his body. He has a scar across the palm of right hand from a beltknife. Everything about his looks reflects his strong personality: he has a square jawbone, wide shoulders, and lips that slash across his face and imply that he won't fold or give in to someone else. Overall, he's very handsome and loves wearing clothes that show him off to advantage.

    Persona Personality
    Orayon is very intelligent and hard working--a combination that has made him good at his craft. He believes that hardwork can get you pretty much anything or anywhere. He is overprotective of his sister Yvette and cares for her very much. He frowns upon anything which he views as not proper and has 'moral' protests against his mother's 'profession.' He tends to have many loud disaggreements with his sister, particularly about her insistance on finding their mother's 'profession' wonderful and intriguing. He adores Ripple and spends much of his free time training Ripple. He abhores addictions of any kind, viewing them as a weakness, and tries to be moderate in all his activities. He drinks wine, enjoys women, and likes a good gamble--but only in moderation. If he has a weakness for anything, it's for fruit.

    Persona History
    Born at Fort SeaHold, and then left with his father Yeonnes, Orayon had a fairly normal childhood considering who his mother was. Sister Yvette was born 2 turns later and both were raised by their father, but saw their mom once in a while. Nebula would take them out sailing, making efforts to keep them sheltered from the worst aspects of her lifestyle. Orayon go Ripple at age 10 from his mother, who had also presented an egg to his sister. He spent a great deal of time in Ripple's younger turns training him. When he was twelve, he apprenticed to the SeaCraft like his father. Yvette apprenticed to healing when he was fourteen, and it wasn't until then that they started to get along. Two turns later, when they were both beginning to show signs of their budding adulthood, Orayon fell into his role as an overprotective older brother and hasn't stepped out of it since. He walked the tables at seventeen. Orayon and his sister were on a visit with their mom when she did some legitimate deliveries to Fort Seahold when they heard from a local gossip that a weyr down south needed canidates. So off they went. Orayon misses the sea and his craft, but he is also falling in love with life at the weyr. He know's he's got a while before he's no longer eligible to be a Candidate, so for now, he's not too worried about not Impressing.

    Pet Description
    Ripple is the color of a deep tide pool and his personality holds just as many mysteries. He loves simple things like a meatroll, a pat on the head, or verbal praise. He also loves the training sessions that Orayon puts him through occassionally and enjoys performing the old tasks that he has well-mastered. Ripple seems to live for Orayon's approval and is therefor a well-mannered firelizard. He's rather big and thinks well enough of himself to chase after golds, though he never wins. His favorite thing in the world is when he gets a new glass sparkly for his collection, which only happens when Orayon gives him the 'permission' signal. Ripple hoards his treasures away and will only show them to a new human if he is very impressed by that person.

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  • Wow lotsa Rpg boards that i have entered in 2 days hmm...multitaking -- Arthanius, 09:24:32 08/26/02 Mon
    ~Name~ Arthanius "than" for short
    ~E-mail~ thomas_osborn@hotmail.com
    ~Physical Description~ tidusy (for those who know ffx...)for those that don't he is about 6 ft 2in. blonde haired, blue eyed, tan, swimmers build...ooooh and the pants are a must..(hard to explain better for you to look it up {try squaresoft)
    ~Personality~ strong, bold, kinda daring (heheh) and is silent some times but generally a playful guy.
    ~Brief History~ When he was very young he lost his sister and father when a gang of thieves broke into their house...soon after his mother died from the sorrow..he vowed to become strong enough that that sort of thing would never happen to him or his loved ones ever again...during his youth he didn't make many friends because he was afraid that he would not be able to protect them at the time.
    ~Other?~ Meow

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  • +Ingression+ -- Roccandell, 15:00:13 08/25/02 Sun
    +Name+
    Roccandell

    +Physical Description+
    Slightly taller than the average Rocca has sandy blonde hair, accented by pale blue oculi, jagged scar running down cheek from a time far in past. Skinny, almost to the point of too much so, scrawny self does not bely inner strength.

    +Personality+
    Sweet, caring, fiercely loyal, and kind describes youth perfectly. Sometimes slightly reserved and decidedly quiet about past times, though with good reason, male is usually outgoing and funny.

    +Brief Past+
    Grew up an orphan since the age of seven, virile prefers to keep silent on painful past...

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  • ~*~|Joining|~*~ -- Kaia, 16:50:21 08/24/02 Sat
    ~Name~ Kaia

    ~E-mail~ (yes, you do have to!;-):
    flaredragon1000@hotmail.com

    ~Physical Description~ Standing at roughly 5'4" Kaia may not seem much of an imposing person. Her auburn hair reaches to just below her waist. Normally it is tied back in a tight braid. Her skin is well tanned from almost always being outdoors. Her eyes are a steel blue that gently fade into a light grey around her pupils. She's strong for someone of her size. It must have been from the years as a Herder's apprentice.

    ~Personality~ Kaia is rather outgoing with a caring nature. She can almost always make somebody smile. She does have a dark side though. When something irkes her she can be quite the snappy one. Though this is very rare. She does have a commanding nature ,but not like a dictator. If someone comes up with an idea she likes, she'll support it.

    ~Brief History~ Kaia was an apprentice, along with her two elder brothers, at Herder Hall. She lived there for several years, even though she thought it a bit odd for her gender to be a herder. She found it to be rather boring after a few years so one day she left. For all she knows now both of her brothers may be still be at the Hall.

    ~Other?~ Hmmm, not that I can think of.

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  • Everyone... -- A player, 18:56:14 08/22/02 Thu
    Please, everyone, start following the story line of this site. A lot of people have said that they saw a dragon fly over or something, or they were Searched, ect. If you read the story line it says that there are NO dragonriders left except for Raja (and now the hatchlings), so you could not have seen a dragon! Most people are doing pretty good about this, but some you can tell have not read the story behind the site or the DRoP books. I understand if you haven't read the books, I'm one of the many people who started reading the Pern books because of an rpg. But please go out and read the books. I completely agree with what was posted down below.

    "Hello??? They don't have the equipment for tattoos on Pern...Also they don't have Harvest Queens, Autumn Elves, or anything else like that. They wouldn't be able to tell what an elf is to save their life! Galen? If her father didn't want her to marry someone he didn't have too. Even Lord Holders can back out of pre-arranged marriage with other Lord Holders (meaning the children of both) if they decide the deal is unsuitable, though they might be thought of not so fondly anymore. Please consider reading the dragonriders of pern book series before continuing making a fool of yourselves!!!!"

    Please read the books and the story line!!!

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  • Young lad enters. -- Jarod, 17:03:35 08/22/02 Thu
    name:Jarod
    age:16 turns
    physical description:
    hair color:black
    eye color:blue
    skin tone:tanned from the sun
    height:5'8"

    history:worked as a herder's apprentice, but grew tired of that, and left it, only to wind up here, and now, hopes to impress one of the legendary dragons of Pern.

    persona:outgoing, but a bit timid at times, not very easy to get to know, but converses easily enough. Know as being a sneek, but not a theif, always one of the first to know, he's good at finding things out or speaking on touchy subjects, in other ords, he can get someone to talk about something that they do not wish to.

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  • Dun dun dun dun... -- Akimo, 03:39:03 08/21/02 Wed
    ~Name~ Lee
    ~E-mail~ (yes, you do have to!;-) Wherewulph@aol.com
    ~Physical Description~ Red hair and indigo eyes. Tall and slightly muscular. Neither pale nor tan.
    ~Personality~ Friendly and usually happy. Can be easily manipultaed...
    ~Brief History~ dunno..he's lookin for Akimo
    ~Other?~ He's Akimo's sister

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  • Enters and joins -- Tarana, 13:45:57 08/20/02 Tue
    Name:Tarana
    Nickname: Tara
    Hieght: 5'6"
    Weight: Medium/slim
    Hair Color: Straberry blonde
    Hair Length:
    Hair Style: Single, long, and plaited braid
    Eye Color: Light green
    Skin Tone: Light tan
    Personality: She has a personality with many facets. Sometimes she is generally a calm and relaxed person but sometimes she is hyper. She is intelligent and logical most of the time except for when she is upset.
    History: She was born in a small farmhold to a loving family. Her mother, journeywoman Kaytara, and her father, journeyman Faran, were both skilled in the healing craft. She also learned this craft from her parents. She has traveled from her hold in hope of becoming a dragonrider.
    E-mail: powerpuff_grl88@cox.net

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  • [coming] -- Raidus, 04:33:07 08/19/02 Mon
    Name- Raidus
    Age- 17
    Gender- Male
    Appearance- Broad shoulders and chest that lead to a narrow waist. Strong legs. He has blond hair with black eyes.
    Personality- Punctual. Forgets some things but almost rarely does. He handles each situation bravely.

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  • SiGnInG iN -- Akimo, 04:54:02 08/17/02 Sat
    ~Name~ Akimo
    ~E-mail~ (yes, you do have to!;-)) Wherewulph@aol.com
    ~Physical Description~ Short brown hair,icy blue eyes,slightly tanned skin from exposore to sun,on the short side,rather skinny.
    ~Personality~ She's like fire,play with her the wrong way and you're gonna get burned! She has a temper but it can be slow to set off. Once she's comfprtable around you ain't no one messin with you. Not a girly-girl. Leader,not a follower but will if forced,and I mean foreced!
    ~Brief History~ Ran away from her hold at nine and has been wandering since. Doesn't regret it though,hardly ever speaks of it. To many bad memories. She wandered here looking for shelter,heard there was a clutch and said 'What've I got to lose?'
    ~Other?~..she's a girl if ya did't grasp that

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  • The youth picks up the wherry pen and signs in... -- Hasyhar, 13:14:19 08/14/02 Wed
    ~Name~ Hasyhar
    ~Age~ 15 Turns
    ~Physical Description~ Short and stocky, Hasyhar is of Northern stock, pale and with a smattering of freckles gained on the journey to Southern. He has unremarkable features, with tousled mouse brown hair capping a square face, pale grey eyes, a slightly large nose and thin lips. His stubborn jaw is covered with brownish adolescent fuzz, unshaved because the tossing of the ship caused him to cut himself as often as the bristly stuff. His shoulders and arms are burly for a boy of 15, muscled from heavy labor. His hands, calloused and large, are a workmans hands, as is the rest of his body. The overall picture is unremarkable: a husky, weatherbeaten boy, the very picture of a country bumpkin.
    ~Personality~ A laid back type, Has is slow to speak, mulling every thought over before it ever leaves his mouth. His instinctively inquisitive nature has been mostly tempered with age, but he still has the desire to know everything. A grave lad, he rarely smiles, and has few friends, although he is not antisocial by nature. His slowness and gentleness are spawned by his large, heavy body, and he would never intentionally hurt anyone or anything. He is fiercely loyal, though, to those he does deem as being worthy of his friendship and love.
    ~Brief History~ Born in one of the less prosperous Holds in the High Reaches, the eldest of seven, he was brought up doing the manual labor of a woodcutter. From the time he was old enough to heft an axe, his forester father Jirald had him out cutting trees, a precious commodity in the cold mountains. When Has was eight, his mother Ginta died bearing the seventh child, a baby girl, who soon followed, succombing to both cold and disease. It was after their deaths that Has knew he needed to do something more with his life than just cut wood. He couldn't live like that, knowing that every winter might take one more person he loved.
    His father soon got a new wife, more to care for the children than out of love, and although she was never unkind, she did not give the children the motherly love that they craved, preferring instead to dally with the other woodsmen. After many more years, two miscarriages, and three more children (four of the five illegitimate), Hasyhar's father was wounded by a felled tree, never to walk again. The old desire to leave and do something new resurfaced, and the boy bid a not-so-sad farewell to his family, leaving his younger brother Reynald to take up the family business. He tried to convince his sister, Alis, to come with him, but she refused, choosing instead to care for their wounded father.
    After six months of wandering, Has heard of the Clutch at Southern Weyr, and securing a berth on the Windspray with the little money he had earned during those months doing odd jobs, he made his way, to see if the life of a dragonrider was for him.
    ~Other?~ erm...not at the moment...^_^

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  • the sullen cometh...[IOW, i can't resist another char...] -- Sevryn, 12:40:10 08/14/02 Wed
    Name: Sevryn
    Gender: Female
    Age: Nineteen Turns
    Appearance: eerie is the best word to describe Sevryn. She's deathly pale, paler than Tryn (my other char, no relation) and has sheer black hair that closely frames her face, and is cut just past her shoulders. Her eyes, likewise, are black, and quite, quite empty.
    Personality: See above. She never says a word if she can help it, which she usually can. (A hollow stare usually turns aside all queries.) She's sullen, somber, has never been sighted smiling.
    History: The daughter of a Lord Holder, Sevryn was never quite...normal. Even as a child, she never laughed or even smiled, hardly ever played, and mostly stayed to herself once she was grown. Her parents, at their wits end as to what to do with her, since she was the eldest child (they had no male heirs) but had no ambition or wish to become Lady Holder, sent her to the Weyr, hoping she'd Impress and they could safely annoint her younger sister as the heir. Sevryn made no protest, she never does.
    E-mail: lady_of_mirkwood@yahoo.com
    Hmmm....I seem to be having a depressed chars streak at the moment. ^_^

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  • [Candidates] -- Leyna and Courion, 08:39:01 08/14/02 Wed
    Name- Leyna
    Age- 17
    Gender- Female
    Appearance- Broad shoulders leading onto slender fiqure. Average height. Jet black, curly hair that reaches to her buttocks. Thoughtful emerald eyes.
    Personality- Thoughtful, Kind, Sort of quiet, but will speak her mind.

    Name- Courion
    Age- 16
    Gender- male
    Appearance- Broad shoulders and chest. Muscular legs. Brown hair with brown eyes that show most his emotions.
    Personality- Doesn't admit it if hes wrong. Brave. Tries to be at least one step of the others.

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  • Joinin'... -- Nagar, 13:54:13 08/13/02 Tue
    ~Name~ Nagar
    ~E-mail~ adranth@horsesrock.zzn.com
    ~Description~ Completely average, to say the least. He's of average height, has brown hair in a common sort of cut, dark brown eyes, and pale skin. He tends to dress in dark colors, but that's not very unusual. It's hard to tell his personality. Na'gar almost never shows any emotion at all on his face or voice. He considers showing emotion to be a weakness.
    ~Brief History~ (*blank look*)
    ~Other?~ nope

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  • .-joining-. -- Tryn, 12:47:48 08/13/02 Tue
    Name: Tryn
    Gender: Female
    Age: Seventeen Turns
    Appearance: Tryn is pale-skinned, with red-chestnut hair and blue-grey eyes. Her hair is straight and is cut five inches below her shoulders. Her lashes are long and dark, and her face is somewhat heart-shaped. She's attractive, perhaps pretty, but not beautiful.
    Personality: Wild, mischevious, exasperating, exhuasting, inpudent, insolent, they all describe her. Her temper is very fluid and unpredictable; she can switch from sincere to sarcastic to furious to peaceful in a minute, and when she gets angry, she gets angry. She's a flirt, though not tremendously so.
    History: Harper-bred, Tryn spent her days in the Hall until she turned sixteen. The day after, she was (falsely) accused of murder, and banished from all Halls and Holds. Outraged at first, she cooled down soon, stole a fine Ruathan runnerbeast, and set out for the Weyr. When Thread fell, she sheltered in a cave until it was over; when she emerged, a green dragon was flying low to check for burrows, and detected her as a potential Candidate. After setting the runner loose, Tryn went to the Weyr with the dragonrider. Her outward reason for wanting to Impress is to pay back those who set her up for murder; inwardly, she longs for unconditional acceptance and love, something she never had.
    E-mail: lady_of_mirkwood@yahoo.com

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  • Zel -- Zel, 21:36:29 08/12/02 Mon
    Name: Zel
    Age: 18

    Persona Description
    Zel is neither attractive nor unappealing. She's plain, but that may be a result of her heritage. She's always been plain, though she could make herself attractive if she wanted to. She just doesn't care enough. She has very large eyes, framed with long, dark, thick lashes. Her unusually large eyes are deep brown and somehow hold this deep appearance of innocence and inquisitveness. Her hair is two long braids of umber with mahogany highlights. Her hair is rarely seen loose, as she keeps it in her two braids, or just two pony tails when she's feeling articularly lazy. Something about this lends an innocence to her appearance, and one would rarely guess that Zel is eighteen. Her face is heart shaped and although she has high cheekbones, she still has a little bit of childish fat left to her face, making her more "cute" than anything else--an adjective made only more fitting by the smattering of freckles across her cheeks and small, pert, upturn ed nose. Zel is fairly tall, standing at 5' 8" and some inconsequential fraction, but she's skinny as one can possibly be. She has a slight curve where most girls her age have full breasts, and although she sometimes silently laments this fact, she's never mourned it all that much. She has almost no hips to speak of, and her legs, though very long, could benefit from perhaps gaining a little flesh on them. She doesn't lack in muscle however--she doesn't have a lot of it, but she has a very strong, firm body and can easily hold her own. She's tanned from her life on the road, and rarely burns any more.

    Persona Personality
    Zel is quite the character. Stubborn, on a good day, head strong bitch on a bad day. In general, she's a laid-back, non-plussed sort of person who won't get phased by anything. Nothing surprises her, nothing upsets her, and certainly nothing is going to get her to start acting like a giddy little girl with a crush. She's a happy-go-lucky type, though, don't make the mistake of thinking that just because she's level-headed doesn't make her stupid at times. She won't panic even when everyone else is near death from panic, but she's known to do the stupid things that put people into such panicky situations. Family members have been known to joke about how the only reason Zel is so calm in crazy situations is because she gets into them so often that she's used to it. She's endlessly curious and always doing something that she probably shouldn't be and she WILL NOT be persuaded not to do something. Once she decides it's going to happen, it will. It's not a matter of IF, it's a matter of WHEN. Along with this stubborn streak, Zel carries amazing grudges. She ought to be a professional. Don't get on her bad side, because you'll end up taking a permanent vacation there and it's not a sunny, pleasant place. She's creative, in both her ideas and her ideas in how to get revenge. She's a very head strong person and is not abovr judging people on their first impressions--ALWAYS make a good first impression with Zel, or you're libel to be disliked by her for the rest of your existance. She's not known for her fabulous first impressions though, as she's often moody and she'll act EXACTLY how she feels. She doesn't sugar coat, and she sure as hell doesn't fake anything. Zel is a tomboy deep down--and right on the surface, too--and she's often dirty and doesn't mind. She's not above getting into fistfights, drinking, or cursing. Surprising to most everyone, however, is the fact that Zel is a virgin and very proud of this fact. She has strong opinions on sex and virginity, and will probably take a bit to get adapted to the idea of mating flights and girls who sleep around. She doesn't flirt--she just doesn't comprehend how. She's disgustingly innocent and confused when it come to men. She's never had a crush, she's never had someone like her, and she certainly hasn't been anything more than friends with a guy. Hell, she's never even been kissed! It took her a long time to realize that guys were anything more than people to play with and have fun with. She still doesn't understand why one would be attracted to them, but this may just be because she's always been around the same select little group of boys and her brothers. Her guilty pleasure, however, and also her deepest, darkest secret, is that Zel LOVES to dress up. She absolutely adores it. Gathers are one of her favorite things because she gets to dress up pretty in dresses and put up her hair and wear the little bit of jewelry that she has. She's a girly-girl at heart, but don't say it to her face or she'll punch you. ;D

    Persona History
    Mother - Zelacey Father - unknown, stepfather Tabry Siblings - brother Zebry, 17; brother Lacry, 16; brother Tazel, 15; sister Zelacey "Lacey", 14

    Zel was her mother's first child when her mother was very young. After a few months, however, Zelacey was married to a different man, Tabry. They lived holdless in the propserous trading train of Zelacey's brother. Zelacey and Tabry had three sons, whom Zel became very close with and very fond of. Zelacey died giving birth to her second daughter, named Zelacey in honor of her. Zelacey Jr, called Lacey by all, was the rebel of the family and Zel never became close to her, even holding some unpleasant feelings toward her only sister. Tabry got into a number of unpleasant episodes with Lord Holders and Zelacey's brother, no longer feeling a responsibility to take in the disreputable family, kicked out Tabry and his children to avoid ruining his train's good reputation. Although he offered Zel a place in his train, Zel chose to go with her stepfather and siblings as she felt more like she belonged with them. They ended up going to the South, hoping to start anew. There, they beg! an their own trading train, which started meager, but began to grow as Tabry managed to salvage his reputation and become honorable in the south. Lacey, however, ran away and vanished not long after their arrival in the South. Zel felt a little guilty when her sister ran away, as she had always spent her time with her brothers and almost shunned the feminine Lacey for her assorted hobbies involving more of grunt work than Lacey enjoyed. Zel was Searched to Southern Weyr two turns later, and she decided to accept the Search for a change of pace.

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  • Hopefully a candidate. -- Serenity, 17:29:14 08/12/02 Mon
    A young girl of about 15 turns enters, looking about her curiously.

    Name:Serenity
    age:15 turns
    height:5'4"
    hair color:light brown
    eye color:brown
    persona:sweet and carng, but ready to fight of provoked. Has always dreamed about Impressing one of Pern's few remaining dragons.
    e-mail:countryfreakusa@yahoo.com
    history:she was born in a large Hold, daughter of a drudge, but is too smart to be one hersel. Unhappy with the drudgery life, she ran away, determined to become someone. She encountered many perils, but finnaly stumbled into the Southern Weyr, and now hopes to Impress.

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  • New Candidate -- Sienna, 01:13:57 08/08/02 Thu
    ~Name~ Sienna
    ~E-mail~ aliem7@hotmail.com
    ~Physical Description~ Matches Indigo in height, has long black hair, white streak at the front. dressed 'gtoh' like
    ~Personality~ Tough, tomboyish, evil temper
    ~Brief History~ Same as Indigo basically, she is a friend of his from the street
    ~Other?~ Nope

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  • Info -- Whist & Kia, 16:02:44 08/07/02 Wed
    ~Name~
    Whist
    ~Turns~
    15
    ~E-mail~
    Toosun31@aol.com
    ~Physical Description~
    A fairly tall, slim boy with spiky black hair and dark blue eyes.
    ~Personality~
    It is hard to earn his trust, but once you have it, he will never leave your side. He is a loyal friend, brave companion, and fierce warrior. He is a natural leader.
    ~Brief History~
    His kind mother died when he was young, leaving him to be raises by his cruel father. He ran away, and that's where he decided to be a dragon-rider..
    ~Other?~
    Twin of Kia

    ~Name~
    Kia
    ~Turns~
    15
    ~Physical Description~
    A tall, slim girl with short red hair. Her eyes are of a deep forest-green, seeming to pierce your very soul. Her skin has a light tan.
    ~Personality~
    Doesn't trust easily, and has an icy cold personality to those who have not earned it yet. But once you have it, she is a bit nicer, yet still has a leader personality and never shows any weakness.
    ~Brief History~
    Same as Whist basically.
    ~Other?~
    Whist's twin

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  • )----------( -- Tag, Skip, 07:11:07 08/07/02 Wed
    )-Name-(
    Tag

    )-Turns-(
    14

    )-Physical Description/Past-(
    Youth is small for his age, for any age, though none know precisely why. Dark brown hair, gray eyes that seem to stare into your very soul are set into rather plain face. Suprisingly strong for one so small, agility another talent, boy is exceedinly able runnerbeast jockey. Parents died in fire when Tag was six, leaving him without family living. At this time Tag's name had been Bikoso, however he was not a talker so most never learned his name. Tag lived at the runnerbeast track, in Ruatha, home of the best runnerbeasts. When he grew older, youth began to catch rides for both exercising and races. Dubbed 'Tag' by those who knew him for his habit of playing the old children's game with the young foals. Very sucessful at what he did, Tag only left because he heard there was a dragon clutch from the last dragon alive.




    )-Name-(
    Skip

    )-Turns-(
    15

    )-Physical Description/Past-(
    Almost the polar opposite of good friend, Skip has sandy blonde hair, bright blue eyes and unusual height. Skip's mother was a talented runnerbeast jockey, never knowing who Skip's father was. Her only flaw in most people's eyes was her belief in dragons, and dragonriders. "They are not but a myth, an old legend." scoffed others, but Skip's mother taught him all she knew of the dragons, and their riders, hoping that one day the legend of the dragons would return to fly above the skies of Pern once more. She also taught the boy how to ride winning runnerbeasts, despite his height, which was a disadvantage in that sport. Skip was tall, lanky many say, but learned quickly how to turn these to an advantage. Skip was talented in his riding, soon befriending most at the track, along with gaining his closest friend and supporter, Tag. They were lightly competitive, but kind to each other, each the others biggest fan. When Skip turned twelve his mother was killed in a racing accident. Tag stayed with his friend for a week, helping him get through the uninmaginable grief. The small pair used to be a trio, but that will not be spoken of here. Skip is careful with his secrets, they are hard to find if he does not want them found. After another grief, a death that was possibly even closer, male received word of dragon Clutch. After convincing Tag to come the two set off to see if perhaps they could join the hallowed ranks of the Dragonriders of Pern.

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  • Joining -- Toni, 14:25:23 08/05/02 Mon
    ~Name~ Thayet
    ~E-mail~ emprerss@yahoo.com
    ~Physical Description~ Tall with dark hair and green eyes she has delicate bone structure. Even though she looked fragile she was not. She fought with her brother all the time and had done heavy lifting in her time so she became strong.
    ~Personality~ She is happy most of the time and loves dragons. Even since she saw them fly over he house she has loved them forever
    ~Brief History~ She came from a small hold with her brother. They had been searched and she was here for the queen
    ~Other~ Twin bro is Alec

    ~Name~ Alec
    ~E-mail~ emprerss@yahoo.com
    ~Physical Description~ He has dark balck hair and jade eyes. He looks a bit like thayet with the face structure. He is strong.
    ~Personality~He is usually quite unless he had a good thing to talk about
    ~Brief History~ Same as Thayets
    ~Other?~Thayet is his twin sister

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  • Join! -- Saber, 15:24:52 07/29/02 Mon
    ~Name~ Dejiko

    ~E-mail~ CatGirlSaber@aol.com

    ~Physical Description~ She has short blonde hair that stops at her neck. Her eyes are an emerald green. She wears a dark green tunic,light brown short boots, and has a small green gem necklace about her neck.

    ~Personality~ She is mostly shy. But can be talkative. She likes to do anything from being bored. At times she may just like to be by herself and think about her past.

    ~Brief History~ She was about 8 turns when her mother had died. She had lived with her father who had worked at a hold. She was mostly left home to watch over the herdbeast her father was planning on selling someday. After 12 turns, her father had to leave her. He was asked to travel to a place she never heard of to sell the herdbeast. He knew she could take good care of herself at this young age. Before he left, he had placed the green gem necklace about her neck and smiled saying."This gem had belonged to your mother..now I think you should have it." With a hug and a cry, He went and to never return to his lost daughter

    ~Other?~ Uh,I think I'm done! ^^

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  • Joining -- Nat, 10:26:17 07/29/02 Mon
    ~Name~
    Damien
    ~E-mail~
    smile_lee_face@hotmail.com
    ~Physical Description~
    A rather tall male, about 6ft 2in. He has smooth brown hair that falls down past his eyes, and about to the bottom of his ears. Muscles are on him, but not exsesivly so. Red eyes set into his his face, with still black pupils (there is a reason they're red, but if they can't be red..."eyes that seem to be solid blue, only a small hint of where the pupils were once in his life are marked by a slightly darker blue).
    ~Personality~
    A personality that is hard to explain in words... Easier to show in his history...
    ~Brief History~
    Long ago he was an outgoing child, one who always wanted to play, make friends, his favorite game being play sword fights. The child had dreams of being a warrior, and when he grew older that dream stayed with him. His father was one, and his father before him, so how could he not at least try? But his dream never came true... The once happy child became bitter with the coming of his flaw, his great fault that will never be healed. An anger came upon another town by him, and a battle came to the towns. They needed all who could hold a sword, or shoot an arrow to come and battle, and he was old enough, and had been trained by his father, or at least his father had started to. A flaming arrow became his doom, it landed in front of him, set everything around him into flames, embers flew up into his eyes, the red and black of them becoming the last thing he was to ever see... He gave up on his dream, for there was no way a blind person could become a warrior. The happy child died with his site, and he back bitter, although, on a good day, you can still see the old him trying to come out again, but it will be ever trapped inside the emptiness of his eyes, now stained with the last colors he ever saw...
    ~Other?~
    Um, don't think so...

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  • ...Broad shouldered male takes the scroll, swiftly filling in the things about his sister, and himself, then handing it back to the dragonrider without a smile, though the femme tosses the Weyrwoman a quick, thankful grin... -- Karijou/Reyana, 21:11:46 07/20/02 Sat
    ~Name~
    Karijou

    ~Nickname~
    Jou

    ~Gender~
    Male

    ~Age~
    17

    ~Description~
    Lanky, black hair in sharp contrast with his pale blue eyes, much like his feelings contrast each another. Tall, broad shouldered, and thin Jou has the perfect build for swimming, and riding runners, both of which he loves to do. His personality is complex, caring for some, yet his hot rage flaring at the first prompt, and blunt honesty insulting others. Jou loves only three things in the world, runners, dragons, and his little sister. Most who know him, fear him, for his scorching wrath, and how he acts on it, the one who insulted him soon finding themselves upon the ground, bleeding profusely as others attempt to pull the virile away. Unable to control his anger Jou has constantly rendered his sister and him holdless.

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    ~Name~
    Reyana

    ~Nickname~
    Rey

    ~Gender~
    Female

    ~Age~
    14

    ~Description~
    Long black hair falls unbound down Rey's back, glittering green oculi surveying the world with curiousity. Almost completely opposite of her brother, Rey is sweet, soft spoken, and her naturally trusting nature shows despite many past betrayals. Honesty, she believes, is a virtue that should always be practiced, though not to the bluntness her brother had been brought to. Slender figure is perfect for riding runnerbeasts. Petite femme loves the water, her thoughts and dreams turning always to dragons, though occasionally her thoughts turn to runners, for she loved to ride.

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    ~History~
    The siblings lived a fairly normal life until a sevenday after Rey turned five, when their rather small home caught on fire. 15 Turn old Jou was outside at the time, riding his favorite runner, Jinko, when he smelled the smoke coming from the quaint home. Unlike most others, the family had decided against living in a cave, so they made a wooden house. Jou raced back, only able to rescue his younger siblings, Rey, and Odiran, his 1 Turn old brother. Their parents died in the flames, which also stole the house, so Jou took them to their storage cave. The siblings ate sparingly of the stores that hadn't been destroyed in the fire, but still it lasted them only a few weeks. Loading them all upon Jinko, their last living runner, Jou took them to the main Hold, to ask the Lord Holder what they should do. By the time they arrived, Odiran was near death, though Jou had found berries and other foods along the trail. The Lord Holder told Jou to rebuild the house, but that he could stay at the main Hold for a few days, because of an upcoming Gather. On the day of the Gather, Jou realized that Diran (Odiran) was missing, and found him within a group of boys about his age, some older, being slapped around like a toy. Jou's blood raced, his face growing hot with anger, as he attempted to grab the baby, though his grasp was halted by one of the other boys, who punched him, saying that the babe had woken his mother up at night with his crying so now they would kill him, after all, they said, he is only some renagade's baby, and none of them deserve to live. Fury boiled within Jou, and the boy who had spoken was soon upon his back, blood poaring from his mouth, as well as a few broken teeth which fell out of his mouth. A fight ensued, four boys against Jou, who fought fiercely soon winning the short battle. Scooping up Diran, who was bleeding heavily from the rough treatment, Jou went back to where he had left Rey, with Jinko. Diran died that night, as Jou stood by, helpless to stop the bleeding, and knowing that he and Diran would be set upon by friends of the boys if he stepped out of his makeshift shelter to fetch a healer. The next day, Jou was approached by the Lord Holder, whose fury was evident, as he informed Jou that his son was one of the boys who was injured during the fight, and that Kiren (the Lord Holder's eldest son) was paralyzed from the waist down, from Jou breaking his spine. The Lord Holder banished him from ever returning, warning him of the penalty for coming back, then gave him until that afternoon to absent himself, and Rey from the Hold. The two left, wandering the many Holds, at nearly every one of them, Jou got them banished for fighting. They spent a long time at a sea hold, discovering their love of the sea. The Lord Holder was kind, as they lived with him, understanding Jou's quick temper, and allowing him some slack. They lived there for a long time, until they left for the Weyr, both hoping fiercely that they would be able to stay with the dragons for the rest of their lives...

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  • Muwahahaha! I have joined as yet another! -- Jess(Oke), 17:19:24 07/20/02 Sat
    NAME: Oke
    AGE: 15
    GENDER: Male
    APPEARANCE: He is 6’ 7” with short, cropped black hair. His eyes are a dull blue. He wears plain brown breeches and a white riding tunic. His boots are black and scuffed. He is very well muscled. He works in the fields and deals with lumber.
    PERSONALITY: He seems cold at first. Really he is a big sweetheart. He is a fighter by nature. His skill with a staff is immaculate. He is intelligent and very willful.
    HISTORY: He was a fisher-folk person.
    OTHER INFO: He is very plain.
    E-MAIL: Shadowwolf_62002@yahoo.com

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  • PERN LIVES *hugs it* -- Uh... me?, 16:31:48 07/12/02 Fri
    ~Name~Savon
    ~E-mail~WolvenChess@aol.com
    ~Physical Description~ Tall (about 5'11 which is tall for Pernese), with flaming red hair, Savon is tanned and muscular. He wears a simple white shirt with sienna breeches, and brown wher-hide boots.
    ~Personality~ Quiet and thoughtful, he is often thought of as dull as he rarely speaks, though really is quite intelligent. He dreams of dragons often, though isn't quite sure why. He is incredibly loyal to those he trusts.
    ~Brief History~ Growing up with his large family in Benden Hold, Savon has always had a feeling that there was something more to life then being contained within the confines of harsh stone walls. Lucky for him, he just had to ask and his parents took him here... (Somewhat glad to be rid of their silent but dragon obbsessed son)
    ~Other?~Great-great-great-great-great grandson of Ginny and K'ith. Weyrleaders of Benden... a long time ago. *G*

    ~Name~ Desalene
    ~E-mail~WolvenChess@aol.com
    ~Physical Description~
    ~Personality~ Brave, cheerful, and outgoing, Desalene is a kindly workaholic. She loves animals of all sorts, from the smallest fire-lizard to the largest dragon.
    ~Brief History~Desalene grew up in Igen Hold, and was originally planned to be married to a young man known as Savon... This however didn't go over too well with her, and thus she stole a runnerbeast and ran to the safest place she could think of... the newly reopened Southern Weyr. Needless to say, she's no idea that Savon has come here too. Mwahahaha!
    ~Other?~I would say who she's descendant of... But certain unnamed Sushi's would kill me.

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  • Hey! I'm joining didja see? -- Josey, 04:22:47 07/11/02 Thu
    Name: Galen
    E-mail Address: Shadowwolf_62002@yahoo.com
    Gender: Female
    Age: 14
    Personality: She is an energizer rabbit. She is very active and athletic. Very congenial. Can be shy until you get to know her. She is slow to judge a person. She won’t fight unless she is provoked (Which isn’t wise.). When she does get provoked she is a fearsome opponent. Galen can move silently though undergrowth and trees. She would be a good Scout-mage.
    Appearance: Galen is slim but has well toned muscles. She is about 5’ 6” and 106 lbs. All her features are well defined. Her cheekbones are high yet delicate. Her nose is small and semi-pointed. So are her ears. Kalanor’s eyes are almond shaped with dark lashes. The coloring itself is dark green tinted with brown and gold. Her lips are thin and light pink. Her hair is really, really long and patterned with the colors of Autumn leaves. She keeps her long hair (Down past her knees) in two long braids that can be wrapped around her head. Her bangs are braided separately and decorated. They are decorated by gold and clay beads and feathers. Her skin is dark copper in color. Galen’s shirt is dusty white, worn and patched at the elbows. Her tunic is worn brown leather embroidered with the Rose-and-thorn pattern in beads of copper on the edges. Her skirt is thin, white cotton overlaid with another skirt of brown leather. The over skirt is patchwork of different colors of brown. The hem is decorated by the Thorn-and-lace pattern made of copper and clay beads. On both the back of the tunic and the front of the skirt is a picture of a flit in quills and feathers. Her boots are plan brown with thick soles. On the toe of each boot there is a row of thorns. These insure that she can climb steep climbs. On her right cheek there is a tattoo of a Dragon.
    History: Ok here is her history:
    On May 14th Galen was born in Blue jay’s Hollow. This was a very small village where everybody knew everyone else. It wasn’t even a village just a group of farms. After the crops were brought in there was a big celebration. Galen went to all the celebrations with her parents and all seventeen siblings. Galen got to be the Harvest Queen the last year she went. Her hair had been tied up into braids that were wrapped in circles around her head. The last Harvest Queen took off the crown and pinned it into Galen’s braids. She had been cheered for by everyone. Her sister, Rainie, had earned the title Autumn Elf. There was a show that told of the battle between the Autumn Elf and the Harvest Queen. Sometimes the Elf won sometimes not. In this case Galen won. The next week Rainie was married off. On her sister’s wedding day Kalanor’s father gave her his prized hawk, Marlin.
    “My daughter,” Her father said,” You must be strong for after this you start your own journey. On the morrow you leave this little village so that you can find a better husband.”
    “Yes Father.” She had replied obediently.
    “My little Galen, My little hawk. I am very proud of you. I don’t want you to marry that spluttering fool Nigel. I will not have my daughter abused. So on the morrow you must leave this place.”
    The next morning Galen packed a travel sack and her travel boots. She set off with her food her money and her clothes. Two months after she left the winter hit full force. She got colds but she went on. She traveled for almost two years before she came here.

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  • Sorry! -- Josey, 04:27:28 07/11/02 Thu
    I had made this caracter up before but with a different name.So please Ignore the name Kalanor. But only read one the are exactly the same!

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  • Hey! I'm joining didja see? -- Josey, 04:21:46 07/11/02 Thu
    Name: Galen
    E-mail Address: Shadowwolf_62002@yahoo.com
    Gender: Female
    Age: 14
    Personality: She is an energizer rabbit. She is very active and athletic. Very congenial. Can be shy until you get to know her. She is slow to judge a person. She won’t fight unless she is provoked (Which isn’t wise.). When she does get provoked she is a fearsome opponent. Kalanor can move silently though undergrowth and trees. She would be a good Scout-mage.
    Appearance: Galen is slim but has well toned muscles. She is about 5’ 6” and 106 lbs. All her features are well defined. Her cheekbones are high yet delicate. Her nose is small and semi-pointed. So are her ears. Kalanor’s eyes are almond shaped with dark lashes. The coloring itself is dark green tinted with brown and gold. Her lips are thin and light pink. Her hair is really, really long and patterned with the colors of Autumn leaves. She keeps her long hair (Down past her knees) in two long braids that can be wrapped around her head. Her bangs are braided separately and decorated. They are decorated by gold and clay beads and feathers. Her skin is dark copper in color. Galen’s shirt is dusty white, worn and patched at the elbows. Her tunic is worn brown leather embroidered with the Rose-and-thorn pattern in beads of copper on the edges. Her skirt is thin, white cotton overlaid with another skirt of brown leather. The over skirt is patchwork of different colors of brown. The hem is decorated by the Thorn-and-lace pattern made of copper and clay beads. On both the back of the tunic and the front of the skirt is a picture of a flit in quills and feathers. Her boots are plan brown with thick soles. On the toe of each boot there is a row of thorns. These insure that she can climb steep climbs. On her right cheek there is a tattoo of a Dragon.
    History: Ok here is her history:
    On May 14th Galen was born in Blue jay’s Hollow. This was a very small village where everybody knew everyone else. It wasn’t even a village just a group of farms. After the crops were brought in there was a big celebration. Galen went to all the celebrations with her parents and all seventeen siblings. Galen got to be the Harvest Queen the last year she went. Her hair had been tied up into braids that were wrapped in circles around her head. The last Harvest Queen took off the crown and pinned it into Galen’s braids. She had been cheered for by everyone. Her sister, Rainie, had earned the title Autumn Elf. There was a show that told of the battle between the Autumn Elf and the Harvest Queen. Sometimes the Elf won sometimes not. In this case Galen won. The next week Rainie was married off. On her sister’s wedding day Kalanor’s father gave her his prized hawk, Marlin.
    “My daughter,” Her father said,” You must be strong for after this you start your own journey. On the morrow you leave this little village so that you can find a better husband.”
    “Yes Father.” She had replied obediently.
    “My little Galen, My little hawk. I am very proud of you. I don’t want you to marry that spluttering fool Nigel. I will not have my daughter abused. So on the morrow you must leave this place.”
    The next morning Galen packed a travel sack and her travel boots. She set off with her food her money and her clothes. Two months after she left the winter hit full force. She got colds but she went on. She traveled for almost two years before she came here.

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  • Joining -- Indigo, 22:27:45 07/08/02 Mon
    ~Name~ Indigo
    ~E-mail~ aliem7@hotmail.com
    ~Gender~ Male
    ~Physical Description~ tall, black hair, indigo eyes*laughs*
    ~Personality~ shifty, not too trusting
    ~Brief History~ Grew up a street thief, is going to try and impress
    ~Other?~ nope... i think...

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  • Not many people here yet! -- Zavar, 17:20:16 07/07/02 Sun
    The rangy redhead glances around and grins. "Yup. All chicks." Still grinning, he states his stats. (ooooh, a tongue twister!)

    Name- Zavar
    Physical Description- Of medium height, this scoundrel's most common expression is an impish grin. His skin, although born pale, is tanned and well-freckled from the Istan sun, (even across his generous nose) and his red hair is well streaked with blond. His eyes are a yellowish green, flecked with brown, and always twinkling with some inner amusement. His hands are long and thin, a harper's hands, and his light tenor voice would have been well recieved in the Harper Hall, if he was at all able to sing!
    Personality- Can you guess? hehe
    History- Zavar was born to a peasant family in Ista Hold, and from age three was trained to work. He was often in some kind of trouble or another, but was well-liked by most for his sunny disposition. He was invited to the Harper Hall by a rare traveling journeyman because of his skill with the gitar, but on the way to the Harper Hall in Keroon, the ship was blown off-course by a storm. Zavar ended up stranded on the Southern Continent, helped to safety by a pod of shipfish. He wandered around looking for food, and stumbled upon the newly resurected Weyr. Deciding he had nothing better to do (except starve) Zavar made his way to the Weyr.
    Other?- We shall see... :0)

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  • ~`~Joining~`~ -- Lorelei, 12:53:07 07/06/02 Sat
    ~Name~Lorelei

    ~E-mail~alisha@cogeco.ca

    ~Turns~14

    ~Physical Description~Lorelei is short and fair to look upon, with shoulder-length layered light brown hair. She has eyes of the purest blue, and a tanned complexion. She is very athletic, Lithe as a snake, and is medium build. She has a dragon pendant necklace that she never removes, and a Tattoo of a dragon on the back of her left shoulder.

    ~Personality~ Lorelei is tough, can be unforgiving, and haughty. She doesn't trust others, it takes a while for her to warm up to them. She can have a flaming temper at times, but loves to fly. She loves animals, and has a deep obsession for dragons.

    ~Brief History~Lorelei was abandoned at a young age, and raised herself, making her a rough and tumble sort of gal, Wary, and untrusting towards humans. She has a soft side, and never shows it to strangers, though good friends will glimpse it often.

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  • ‡Entrada‡ -- Jeskann, 13:23:53 06/27/02 Thu
    ‡Dubbeth‡
    Jeskann

    ‡Sex‡
    Of the Fairer

    ‡Turns‡
    15

    ‡E-mail‡
    I will e-mail it to you

    ‡Description (Personality, Physical, and a little bit of her history)‡
    Description: Lithe, and slender Jeskann is the average runner build, having gotten almost pure runner blood from her father's side, though some healer's instincts from her mother's. Silky brown hair, touched with an almost gold tint, cascades unbound down her back, sky blue eyes, flecked with an lavender shade, attentive to every detail describe her face. Fair to look upon, Jeskann does not realize this is probably why she is asked to dance at Gathers, not because of her performence. Athletic, and strong, despite her petite size, Jeskann was apprenticed as a Runner from when she was young. Jeska was a talented runner, but decided to leave her Hold of birth, not enjoying the life of a runner. Sweet, though sometimes slightly to innocent, which has made her the butt of many jokes before, and she understand them not, Jeskann has a strangely trusting personality, but knows how to defend herself if needed. Slow to anger, though quick to judge when angry she has made several people who crossed her sorry for it, and they have then given her a wide berth.

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