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"But all endings are also beginnings.
We just don't know it at the time." - Mitch Albom
BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Retire Please ):
NAME: Valyria
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/Her/Hers
ORIENTATION: Homosexual
BIRTHDATE: Fall 2738
AGE: 35 as of Summer 2774
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: Wherhandler
WING: Ground Crew; Sunburst Squad
APPEARANCE
EYES: Hazel
HAIR: Dirty Blonde
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'4" and Round
FULL APPEARANCE:
"Sexy" is definitely not a good word to use to describe Valyria. Most people would instead opt for the word "cute." Physically, she has a slightly curvy figure, largely due to her short stature--she looks more squishy rather than strong, but exactly not overweight. Don't take her looks wrong, though--she's built with muscle, and she's not afraid to use it when she needs to. With parents native to the Benden region in the Northern continent, she has fairly pale skin and dirty blonde hair. She keeps her hair cut short, no longer than her chin, to avoid it getting caught in her riding helmet. Her eyes are a gentle hazel and quite visibly expressive to her emotions--yet Val is an excellent liar. A few odd scars fleck across her skin, but none of any real noteworthiness--just marks from growing up, going through Weyrling training, and learning some physical combat maneuvers.
Clothing-wise, she opts for simplicity. Nothing particularly gaudy but still fashionable in make, with colours that will fade nicely over time. She doesn't spend a lot on clothing, and like most will wear the same garments as long as possible. Unlike many Holdfolk, however, she does typically replace articles when they start to wear out rather than wear them to death. Her boots, however, are quite sturdy and have clearly seen many Turns of use, and she seems quite loath to replace them unless absolutely necessary. After all, it takes so long to break new ones in. She wears no jewelry, not in her ears or on her face. She does, however, keep a few knives on her person--two on her belt (one for eating and one for fighting), one in each boot, and a small one sheathed in the waistband of her trousers.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
To others who speak with her, she often comes off as chipper and friendly, at least when dealing with others of similar rank. She does have the ability to be serious, but seems to prefer a more relaxed front when around others. This may lead some to believe her to be air-headed, but anyone who has taken the time to get to know her will easily be able to tell that this is not the case at all. She is a surprisingly clever individual, and usually tries to think "outside the box" when it comes to solutions. And while not exactly callous, she does believe that some individuals can be sacrificed for the greater good of the many. Although not outright obvious, she typically has some sort of ulterior motive behind what she does and why she does it, especially if it benefits someone else.
When one manages to become a close friend of Val, they will find themselves with a surprisingly loyal companion. While considered generally reliable by the casual Weyr populace, this is definitely true for a friend; she'll gladly do something to help her friends out without any sort of secondary reason. There is a vast difference between true friends and those she chooses to make herself close with, and only those which attain the former can really tell the difference between them. When it comes to lovers, she prefers to have a long-time partner (or partners) over a casual fling. Valyria is definitely a bit of a cuddle-bug, and thrives on physical affection (hugs, hair stroking, etc).
With being bonded to a wher, she is surprisingly ambitious, and may or may not have an ear in many more circles than one would expect. There is only so far one can climb as a handler, after all, but one's decisions are rather often influenced by those around them...
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Valynda - Mother - Mindhealer
Tyrianis - Father - Smithcrafter
Danis - Younger Brother - Smithcrafter
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None Currently
BIRTHPLACE: Unnamed Benden Cothold
HISTORY:
Valyria was born in a small cothold near Benden, so small it didn't really have a name known well enough by anyone outside of the place itself. Other than surviving family, she no longer holds any sort of ties to the place, and they don't tend to communicate much with each other, especially not since she has moved to the opposite side of the continent. Her mother was trained as a mindhealer and her father a smith, and they were well into their thirties before they finally had their first child. Valyria was somewhat spoiled at first, the difficulty of conception between the pair making them more than happy about having their first. When Valyria was five, they were blessed with a second child. As seems to be the story with most children who later gain siblings, Valyria was jealous of her younger brother and the attention he received.
While she received a mixture of simple training from both parents, neither of their training really seemed to stick, nor did any of the others she tried from the various journeymen and women and people who happened to pass through or live in their tiny cothold. At fourteen she paid a caravan to take her to Benden Hold proper, where she further attempted to find her niche in life. Scribework seemed to finally catch her fancy, moreso the informational aspect of it and less the bookkeeping, and she would again arrange travel with her carefully-stockpiled funds to the Craft Hall for proper training.
Instead of pursuing a Journeyman promotion, Just before her twentieth Turnday she abandons her apprenticeship, leaves the Hold and purchases a wher egg. This egg hatches into a lovely blue, which she raises near Ruatha and away from the chaotic mess that was going down in the Weyrs and in Fort Hold. The pair serve many Turns as guards for various Holds, Cotholds, and caravans, eventually ending up in High Reaches not long after a horrible Threadfall decimates their numbers.
For now, they remain in this Weyr, carving out their own niche within the walls there.
