SHAZZRI
"STOP! and think before you leap"
BASICS
NAME: Shazzri
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: she/her/hers
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
BIRTHDATE: winter, 2755
AGE: 17 as of spring, 2773
LOCATION: Fort Hold... then Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: ex-apprentice weaver
WING: N/A
APPEARANCE
EYES: Grass green
HAIR: Chestnut brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'3" and slim
PLAY-BY: Anyelis
FULL APPEARANCE:
Shazzri is small enough that from behind some have thought her much younger than she is, but from the front, the opposite is true. There is a large spread of freckles over he nose and cheeks, and while her eyes are pretty and her lashes long, they're just a little too far apart. Her nose is long and fine, her mouth fashionably lush, but her chin is hard and pointed, with a dimple to match with those in her cheeks.
Shazzri is a mix of too much and too little. Her legs are very long, as are her feet, but her chest has yet to produce much cleavage, giving her a boyish look that frustrates her a lot. She has wonderful hand to eye coordination... but no time to do much with it.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Shazzri is capable, organised, artistic and optimistic. She is also a self-deluding romantic who has just discovered the man of her dreams does not want her. She's angry about that, not just because everyone else knew... not just because of embarrassment... but because she did this to herself. So now she is second guessing her own judgement on everything.
Running away seemed a good temporary solution... but underneath, the excitement is stirring... she's going to the WEYR to be near dragons....
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Wensley, Master weaver (brocades and embroidery), foster mother
Tamritan, foster brother and sometimes best friend
Wenritan, foster brother, love interest
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: and the next question is?
BIRTHPLACE: Fort Hold
HISTORY:
Shazzri's father, Rymley, was a harper who travelled a lot, and her mother died when Shazzri was four. Shazzri went with her father everywhere he went until she hit puberty. Since she was now almost apprentice age, he asked her what she wanted to do. Tired of travelling, she chose weaving, thinking she'd at least get to stay in one place for a while.
Shazzri was enrolled with the weavers at Fort Hold and loved it. She barely noticed when her father was gone, but truely enjoyed those times he was home. And she adored weaving, particularly the tailoring and decoration section of the lessons. She loathed dying... because the journeymen was a nasty, vindictive fellow (not really, she resented his treatment of Tamritan).
Her foster brothers were her only real friends, and she knew Wenritan loved her back, after all, they were always together. Remembering that it wasn't true hurt. Thus, when Tamritan was told he'd never walk the tables here in Fort, and he decided to go to the Weyr, Shazzri decided to go too.