Post by Jazzeh on Jul 29, 2010 23:18:01 GMT -5
About you:
name: Cheyenne/Jazzeh
e-mail: oboescanjazztoo@yahoo.com
age: 20
About the character:
name: Raziela
pronunciation: Rah-zee-ell-ah
age: 42
rank: Bluerider
gender: female
orientation: Heterosexual
Family (name, age, rank, location, at least)
mother:
father:
siblings:
weyrmate/lover: none
children: none
other: none
physical description:
Raziela is beautiful, downright stunning in fact, except for one thing that is painfully obvious...she is bald. Oh no, it was her choice. One day she decided to shave off the long, straw-colored locks to spite her family. She did not regret shaving it all off for even a minute, even as vain as she is, as this decision was further enforced when she watched a girl's hair consumed by Thread, disfiguring her horribly. She would have no part of that.
The heart shape to her face is made very obvious by the lack of hair, with wide, rounded cheekbones. She has a broad forehead as well with thin, sculpted eyebrows that give her a delicate look. Her eyes are small, but not tiny, and are revealed to be a clear blue-gray when she is not squinting or glaring, with long, dark lashes despite her blond hair. Her nose is long with the end being slightly hooked, with nostrils that are not too large, nor too small. Beneath this nose is a proportional, but small mouth, almost giving her the effect of eating a green citrus fruit all the time. Fine lines have only just began to feather along the edges of her lips and slight wrinkles are beginning to show on her otherwise young-looking face.
Raziela is thin and graceful, with the body of a lean predator. Her muscles are far more developed than most women, due to Turns of dragonriding and rough living. She had kept her skin clear due to a number of creams she had brought forward with her from Lemos and stolen from Trader caravans that the rogues stopped. She stands at a height of 5'9", no meager height, a sign of her breeding. She is fine-boned and may look delicate even despite the muscle she has built.
personality:
Raziela is a hateful woman, all her life perceiving to be denied what she should have had. For all her beauty, she has had terrible luck with men. Or perhaps it's because of this beauty, as no one will ever be able to look past it and see that she is anything more than a dumb woman with a hot body. The dumb part is certainly true, as she will never be smart enough to be manipulative. She has a mean vengeful streak, causing her to hate men at large, which is rather unfortunate considering she lives in a male-dominated society, with perhaps the worst of them as the leader of their rogue troop.
This female bluerider is highly feminine, quite the opposite of the tomboyish, butch type that one might expect of a female riding a blue. For one to even suggest that might harbor bisexual tendencies will be met with red hot fury. She is extremely vain about her appearance and her first concern when they intercept Trader caravans is for beauty products and fine clothing. She has taken great pains to dress in the most up-to-date fashions (and believe me, she threw a fit when she came forward and the first person she came across gave her an odd look for her clothing.) She also wears a lot of jewelry to accentuate her fine dress. She is dismayed to discover that she is aging, even though her age is advanced enough that she should have progressed far more in the process than she has. Deep down within, VERY deep, Raziela is a romantic, wanting only what everyone else has: love. It is the fact that she has been denied this in all of her Turns that has caused her to be bitter and hateful.
Raziela is also quite rebellious, possibly blossoming from her baby-of-the-family status. She is used to getting what she wants and when someone tries to refuse that to her, she will go to great lengths to convince them to change their minds. It is because of this rebelliousness that she is bald and has been for over 25 Turns, never letting her hair grow past a faint shadow. This might also be chalked up to her extreme fear of Thread, to the point where it turns her into a gibbering mess, something the male riders have teased her mercilessly for...that is, until she showed them exactly why a woman is to be feared more than a man. There are certain methods of paining them that would only hurt a man. Raziela harbors deep fears of many things, among them are aging (specifically dying without ever experiencing love) and Thread.
history:
Raziela was born as Lady Raziela, the last child of the Lemos Holders. As both the youngest and a female, she would never have any hopes of succeeding to be a Lady Holder unless she were married off to an eligible heir of another Bloodline, an honor that was far more likely to go to either of her older sisters. So though she was coddled like any child of the Blood, especially the young, it was clear that she would never be of any real worth unless she were married off to a wealthy man or some cousin of the Blood.
Her childhood was nothing remarkable, growing up with the meager tutoring that could be found. No one was all too eager to waste their precious few Harpers on teaching young girls, so Raziela never learned to right and her reading is poor at best. She received any number of fine dresses and all the jewelry a young girl could want, all in hopes that it might make her even more desirable than her fine-featured face already did. It worked and even before the child was ten Turns old, she already had young men looking at her.
Raziela was in her first relationship by the age of twelve, but the boy, four Turns her senior, was put off by her youth and naivety, turning instead to girls his own age who might be more willing to "put out", so to speak. But this one relationship was not enough to make her jaded as she is today. No, it has taken Turns of males wanting her only for her early developed body and her status to turn her against men. Her mother always made pointed comments about the various relationships Raziela had been in and one evening at dinner, she told the girl to just find someone to marry already so they could focus on finding Nitian a wife to become the next Lady Holder. The young girl, fifteen at the time, flew into a rage and locked herself in her room, hacking off her nearly waist-length locks. After hacking them off and hearing her mother at the door, she further shaved off the remaining hair until her head was bald. Prickly, but bald.
In shock, the Lemos Holders sent Raziela to foster at Nerat Hold, as she had become quite the shame of their family. It was there, only a month after arriving, that Raziela was Searched for a clutch at Benden Weyr. Female riders were becoming more common as Candidates were often hard to find, with many of those with an inherited empathy had disappeared South many Turns ago. So with the spread so small, dragons were forced to consider females or face death, between or otherwise.
But even the growing number of female greenriders could not have prepared Raziela for her fate. It was not the queen who approached her or even a green, but a soft blue hatchling who came to her. He very gently pressed his nose into her chest and proclaimed that she was his. No female had ever Impressed a female as of yet and Raziela was ostracized by her fellow blueriders and by the female greenriders, ensuring at the young age of sixteen Turns that she would never find a relationship with a man, not unless her blue were to catch a male-ridden dragon.
But that did not happen in the six Turns that she was at Benden Weyr. Tanyrth, sensing his rider's distress, hardly chased a green at all, putting his focus towards being the best Threadfighter he could possibly be. Something had to cheer his rider up and he would do everything he could. Raziela and Tanyrth were among the ill-fated dragonriders who followed their Wingleader between to a time where Benden Weyr was an empty shell and many of their comrades were lost or long dead.
This had a strange effect on Raziela, as she was almost relieved to be rid of her overbearing mother and too-busy father. And she would have a chance to start anew, if any were still alive on what appeared to be an abandoned Pern. She noticed the change in K'ain, but there was nothing she could do. Not as a bluerider, not as a woman. So she went South with him and the others, knowing it was her only chance of survival. The land he chose was cold, frozen and barren, not the best choice for a home, even if their own Benden had been a largely isolated and cool place. But not this cold. The group had to make do on what few beasts they could find and the few Trader caravans they caught while riding sweeps to learn the layout of their territory. These Traders were killed to prevent them from reporting the dragonriders back to whatever authority was left on Pern, if any still existed.
A few Turns ago, a deadly illness swept through their ranks even despite their cold habitat and isolation. Most of the older dragonriders were killed and Raziela very nearly succumbed to the disease herself. But she never was one to roll over and die and she survived this illness, coming back stronger than ever. K'ain, dubbing himself Lord K'ain in light of his own origins as the eldest son of a Lord Holder, forbade one of the greens to ever chew firestone and so more dragons were Hatched, with their riders barely being old enough to be considered teenagers. For twenty Turns the group has survived in their makeshift Weyr, waiting for some sign that only Lord K'ain will know.
Craft Information:
craft: none
rank: none
speciality: none
Can you:
read? somewhat
write? no
figure? very basic figuring
If dragonrider:
dragon name: Tanyrth
dragon age: 26 Turns
dragon size: 24 feet
physical description: Tanyrth is lithe just like his rider, with a body that is long rather than large. He is narrow instead of bulky and his frame lends more to agility than strength or endurance. He has a whip-like tail that aids him in lightning-fast maneuvers, making him an valuable resource to any wing. His hide is a soft blue the color of the clear sky just as it is fading into night, with the very tips of his headknobs darkening to a deeper blue. His forelegs and muzzle show this same darker color, but not the forks of his tail or his wingtips. He is not terribly tall for a blue, which seems to add a bit of weight to his frame.
personality: Tanyrth is a very quiet blue, silently standing his rider's rants and general emotional behavior. She is usually not outright abusive to him, but she has been known to unintentionally hurt him when she says she wished she had never Impressed. He is highly sensitive, with keen intuition and an intelligence that goes far beyond his rank.
name: Cheyenne/Jazzeh
e-mail: oboescanjazztoo@yahoo.com
age: 20
About the character:
name: Raziela
pronunciation: Rah-zee-ell-ah
age: 42
rank: Bluerider
gender: female
orientation: Heterosexual
Family (name, age, rank, location, at least)
mother:
- Aeralsti, deceased, Lady Holder, Lemos Hold
father:
- Izlanich, deceased, Lord Holder, Lemos Hold
siblings:
- Nitian, deceased, elder brother (by 10 Turns), heir to Lemos Hold
- Ichaeral, deceased, elder sister (by 9 Turns), Lemos Hold
- Icicla, deceased, elder sister (by 6 Turns), Lemos Hold
- Ranich, deceased, elder brother (by 2 Turns), Lemos Hold
weyrmate/lover: none
children: none
other: none
physical description:
Raziela is beautiful, downright stunning in fact, except for one thing that is painfully obvious...she is bald. Oh no, it was her choice. One day she decided to shave off the long, straw-colored locks to spite her family. She did not regret shaving it all off for even a minute, even as vain as she is, as this decision was further enforced when she watched a girl's hair consumed by Thread, disfiguring her horribly. She would have no part of that.
The heart shape to her face is made very obvious by the lack of hair, with wide, rounded cheekbones. She has a broad forehead as well with thin, sculpted eyebrows that give her a delicate look. Her eyes are small, but not tiny, and are revealed to be a clear blue-gray when she is not squinting or glaring, with long, dark lashes despite her blond hair. Her nose is long with the end being slightly hooked, with nostrils that are not too large, nor too small. Beneath this nose is a proportional, but small mouth, almost giving her the effect of eating a green citrus fruit all the time. Fine lines have only just began to feather along the edges of her lips and slight wrinkles are beginning to show on her otherwise young-looking face.
Raziela is thin and graceful, with the body of a lean predator. Her muscles are far more developed than most women, due to Turns of dragonriding and rough living. She had kept her skin clear due to a number of creams she had brought forward with her from Lemos and stolen from Trader caravans that the rogues stopped. She stands at a height of 5'9", no meager height, a sign of her breeding. She is fine-boned and may look delicate even despite the muscle she has built.
personality:
Raziela is a hateful woman, all her life perceiving to be denied what she should have had. For all her beauty, she has had terrible luck with men. Or perhaps it's because of this beauty, as no one will ever be able to look past it and see that she is anything more than a dumb woman with a hot body. The dumb part is certainly true, as she will never be smart enough to be manipulative. She has a mean vengeful streak, causing her to hate men at large, which is rather unfortunate considering she lives in a male-dominated society, with perhaps the worst of them as the leader of their rogue troop.
This female bluerider is highly feminine, quite the opposite of the tomboyish, butch type that one might expect of a female riding a blue. For one to even suggest that might harbor bisexual tendencies will be met with red hot fury. She is extremely vain about her appearance and her first concern when they intercept Trader caravans is for beauty products and fine clothing. She has taken great pains to dress in the most up-to-date fashions (and believe me, she threw a fit when she came forward and the first person she came across gave her an odd look for her clothing.) She also wears a lot of jewelry to accentuate her fine dress. She is dismayed to discover that she is aging, even though her age is advanced enough that she should have progressed far more in the process than she has. Deep down within, VERY deep, Raziela is a romantic, wanting only what everyone else has: love. It is the fact that she has been denied this in all of her Turns that has caused her to be bitter and hateful.
Raziela is also quite rebellious, possibly blossoming from her baby-of-the-family status. She is used to getting what she wants and when someone tries to refuse that to her, she will go to great lengths to convince them to change their minds. It is because of this rebelliousness that she is bald and has been for over 25 Turns, never letting her hair grow past a faint shadow. This might also be chalked up to her extreme fear of Thread, to the point where it turns her into a gibbering mess, something the male riders have teased her mercilessly for...that is, until she showed them exactly why a woman is to be feared more than a man. There are certain methods of paining them that would only hurt a man. Raziela harbors deep fears of many things, among them are aging (specifically dying without ever experiencing love) and Thread.
history:
Raziela was born as Lady Raziela, the last child of the Lemos Holders. As both the youngest and a female, she would never have any hopes of succeeding to be a Lady Holder unless she were married off to an eligible heir of another Bloodline, an honor that was far more likely to go to either of her older sisters. So though she was coddled like any child of the Blood, especially the young, it was clear that she would never be of any real worth unless she were married off to a wealthy man or some cousin of the Blood.
Her childhood was nothing remarkable, growing up with the meager tutoring that could be found. No one was all too eager to waste their precious few Harpers on teaching young girls, so Raziela never learned to right and her reading is poor at best. She received any number of fine dresses and all the jewelry a young girl could want, all in hopes that it might make her even more desirable than her fine-featured face already did. It worked and even before the child was ten Turns old, she already had young men looking at her.
Raziela was in her first relationship by the age of twelve, but the boy, four Turns her senior, was put off by her youth and naivety, turning instead to girls his own age who might be more willing to "put out", so to speak. But this one relationship was not enough to make her jaded as she is today. No, it has taken Turns of males wanting her only for her early developed body and her status to turn her against men. Her mother always made pointed comments about the various relationships Raziela had been in and one evening at dinner, she told the girl to just find someone to marry already so they could focus on finding Nitian a wife to become the next Lady Holder. The young girl, fifteen at the time, flew into a rage and locked herself in her room, hacking off her nearly waist-length locks. After hacking them off and hearing her mother at the door, she further shaved off the remaining hair until her head was bald. Prickly, but bald.
In shock, the Lemos Holders sent Raziela to foster at Nerat Hold, as she had become quite the shame of their family. It was there, only a month after arriving, that Raziela was Searched for a clutch at Benden Weyr. Female riders were becoming more common as Candidates were often hard to find, with many of those with an inherited empathy had disappeared South many Turns ago. So with the spread so small, dragons were forced to consider females or face death, between or otherwise.
But even the growing number of female greenriders could not have prepared Raziela for her fate. It was not the queen who approached her or even a green, but a soft blue hatchling who came to her. He very gently pressed his nose into her chest and proclaimed that she was his. No female had ever Impressed a female as of yet and Raziela was ostracized by her fellow blueriders and by the female greenriders, ensuring at the young age of sixteen Turns that she would never find a relationship with a man, not unless her blue were to catch a male-ridden dragon.
But that did not happen in the six Turns that she was at Benden Weyr. Tanyrth, sensing his rider's distress, hardly chased a green at all, putting his focus towards being the best Threadfighter he could possibly be. Something had to cheer his rider up and he would do everything he could. Raziela and Tanyrth were among the ill-fated dragonriders who followed their Wingleader between to a time where Benden Weyr was an empty shell and many of their comrades were lost or long dead.
This had a strange effect on Raziela, as she was almost relieved to be rid of her overbearing mother and too-busy father. And she would have a chance to start anew, if any were still alive on what appeared to be an abandoned Pern. She noticed the change in K'ain, but there was nothing she could do. Not as a bluerider, not as a woman. So she went South with him and the others, knowing it was her only chance of survival. The land he chose was cold, frozen and barren, not the best choice for a home, even if their own Benden had been a largely isolated and cool place. But not this cold. The group had to make do on what few beasts they could find and the few Trader caravans they caught while riding sweeps to learn the layout of their territory. These Traders were killed to prevent them from reporting the dragonriders back to whatever authority was left on Pern, if any still existed.
A few Turns ago, a deadly illness swept through their ranks even despite their cold habitat and isolation. Most of the older dragonriders were killed and Raziela very nearly succumbed to the disease herself. But she never was one to roll over and die and she survived this illness, coming back stronger than ever. K'ain, dubbing himself Lord K'ain in light of his own origins as the eldest son of a Lord Holder, forbade one of the greens to ever chew firestone and so more dragons were Hatched, with their riders barely being old enough to be considered teenagers. For twenty Turns the group has survived in their makeshift Weyr, waiting for some sign that only Lord K'ain will know.
Craft Information:
craft: none
rank: none
speciality: none
Can you:
read? somewhat
write? no
figure? very basic figuring
If dragonrider:
dragon name: Tanyrth
dragon age: 26 Turns
dragon size: 24 feet
physical description: Tanyrth is lithe just like his rider, with a body that is long rather than large. He is narrow instead of bulky and his frame lends more to agility than strength or endurance. He has a whip-like tail that aids him in lightning-fast maneuvers, making him an valuable resource to any wing. His hide is a soft blue the color of the clear sky just as it is fading into night, with the very tips of his headknobs darkening to a deeper blue. His forelegs and muzzle show this same darker color, but not the forks of his tail or his wingtips. He is not terribly tall for a blue, which seems to add a bit of weight to his frame.
personality: Tanyrth is a very quiet blue, silently standing his rider's rants and general emotional behavior. She is usually not outright abusive to him, but she has been known to unintentionally hurt him when she says she wished she had never Impressed. He is highly sensitive, with keen intuition and an intelligence that goes far beyond his rank.
