Tavrie and Brown Dromeath

[Citrine]

TAVRIE



"All's fair in love and gardening."

BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Retire (adopt bonded)
NAME: Tavrie
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/her/hers
ORIENTATION: Biromantic/sexual

BIRTHDATE: Autumn 2746
AGE: 30 as of Winter 2776
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Rider
WING: Chopin Squad

APPEARANCE
EYES: Hazel
HAIR: Black
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'8", athletic
PLAY-BY: Tuba Büyüküstün
FULL APPEARANCE:
Tavrie has dusky skin, a high-bridged thin nose and warm hazel eyes. Her dark hair, which stops midway between her shoulders and her elbows, is usually pulled up in a messy, loose bun or tied behind her head. She has thick eyebrows and is usually wearing a bland or smirky sort of expression.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Clearly a stereotypical raised-by-farmers sort of girl, Tavrie is an up with the dawn sun morning person. She loves mornings, and can't understand why anyone would want to sleep through them ... subsequently, she is truly not a night owl and gets tired early.

She's almost always moving, physically active and loving to climb and explore like an eager kitten. An eager kitten in the shape of a human in early adulthood, but nonetheless. The love for exploration has turned into an interest in cartography and map-making since coming to Semaca, where things are really new and she might genuinely be the first one to explore them.

Tavrie has a very dark sense of humor, and is sarcastic and cynical most of the time - this is not to be confused with being maudlin, which she is far from. She's not actually sad or even remotely miserable, just delivers her worldview in a snarky monotone.

HISTORY
FAMILY: Parents, who are Semacan wherhandlers; Five unnamed brothers (3 older, 2 younger)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None currently
BIRTHPLACE: Igen Hold
HISTORY:
The fourth child of six from an Igenite farming family, Tavrie was raised in a mess of young boys. It would have been understandable were people to forget that Tavrie was in fact a girl and speak only of the family's "boys," but more often than not they did remember. Her parents were both wherhandlers, and the whers did a combination of farm work and then Thread protection when the Pass began.

The farm was as successful as a farm in a desert really could be, especially during a Pass, and life was ... okay, but boring. Two of Tavrie's older brothers found whers of their own, and she and a younger sibling were Searched for Igen Weyr's sands. Her little brother found a dragon, and sixteen-turn-old Tavrie did not; after that one time Standing, she chose not to do it again, making herself available only to whers -- though she had a fondness for blue dragons and thought maybe if the right time came along ...

It didn't, though, and she was content working on the farm.

Igen, as previously mentioned, is not the most fertile, though.

And so it was that when the Summerlands became available as a place to settle, the entire family did just that -- all four whers, and Tavrie's little brother and his dragon, and the nonriders all at once to move to the new Weyr and restart their farming on more fertile ground. With the hatching of Semacan dragon clutches, Tavrie has begun presenting herself as a candidate for whers and dragons alike.

UPDATES

• Impressed brown Dromeath.
• Tapped into Chopin Squad after weyrlinghood to put her farming skills to best use.

[Citrine]

DROMEATH


BASICS
Name: Dromeath
Birthdate: Late Fall 2767
Age: 0 as of Late Fall 2767

Length: 54 ft
Height: 13.5 ft
Wingspan: 75 ft
Color: Brown (female pronouns)
Hex code: #a49288

Appearance: Dromeath is a beautiful cream color that stands out beautifully against her darker wings. There is soft speckles faded across the majority of her hide, as though someone has taken a handful of stars and tossed them casually about. Her wing's undersides are the same pale, weathered brown as her body, but instead of stars it looks as though they have frosted over and then been cracked open. In sharp contrast, the back of her wings are almost black, a stark darkness compared to her softer body. Along her face, the color has deepened to that of ashy, dark brown, making her eyes seem bright and attentive.

Personality:
Dromeath is a dragon who seems like she should be bronze, and expects to be treated as such. She carries herself with a regal air and a finery that one would think they should see in fine leaders and powerful dragons from storybooks. She is quite smart, with a memory that lasts 4 days instead of 3. It is enough to allow her to be analytical and observe things with her own sort of bias and attempt at objectivity. She has her preferences, and she has her ideas on how things are done, but overall she tries to be rather fair. However, she does have the streak of haughtiness and arrogance to her, and sometimes her bias and feelings of superiority shine through.

To her rider, Dromeath is a rather sweet, benevolent sort of dragon. She is kind, perhaps to the point of being a pushover. There is something about her that is quite calming, but she doesn't have the fortitude to really stand up for herself. Despite her size and power, she is not really good at standing on her own and may need a little nudge or several to really support her own thoughts in public. She isn't shy, but she is not terribly keen on being questioned on her plans and ideas.

Voice: Dromeath's voice is a deep, masculine echo. She sounds like the mountain is speaking.

Why me?: Dromeath isn't power-hungry, she just needs a little focus and grounding. And a farmgirl like Tavrie is perfect for that.