"I call white the most powerful non-color; it's clean, optimistic, powerful."
- Jason Wi
BASICS
NAME: Elliasande, sometimes goes by Ell, Elli, or Ellia
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/Her/Hers
ORIENTATION: Pansexual
BIRTHDATE: Winter 2755
AGE: 21 as of Fall 2777
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Wherhandler
WING: Ground Crew - Dusk Squad
APPEARANCE
EYES: Purple
HAIR: White
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5’8” and Willowy
PLAY-BY: Nastya Zhidkova
FULL APPEARANCE:
- Willowy and wiry, Elliasande is tougher than she looks - and she looks like a porcelain figure with white hair and purple eyes. Standing at five feet eight inches with long hair, she presents a generally long image. Her eyes are sensitive and her skin is prone to burning in the sun, making her ill-suited to many crafts or even much time spent out of doors. She likes a variety of eye-catching colors and tends to keep herself completely covered when out of doors in daylight, protecting her delicate skin and eyes from the sun.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
- Nestled in Elliasande’s heart is a desperate core need to belong somewhere and to be useful. She is eager to please and eager to fit in, and she could easily be talked into doing something against her better nature if she thought it would earn her recognition as a part of the Weyr.
She is focused on the good of the Weyr, but not because she feels any particular duty to the Weyr. Rather, in her experience that is the way that one belongs is by being of service to the Weyr. Her father is a wherhandler, her mother is a Harper, and both of them have a place as a result of their contributions. She is glad to have a place where she can make contributions of her own, but her desire to be noticed and included means that she takes risks in a way that is, frankly, a bad idea for her continued survival. She will always tend to push just a little further than is smart, work a little longer or harder than she should, because by being one of the best and most dedicated wherhandlers she proves that she deserves her place. This will eventually be to her detriment when she exhausts or injures herself or her wher in persuit of being good enough.
As the daughter of a Harper, it is unsurprising that Elliasande loves history and storytelling. She has something of a knack for spinning an interesting yarn. She also enjoys embroidery and knitting.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
- Father, Ellikai of Brown Likask, 51 [+30]
Mother, Anasande, 50 [+29]
Brother, An'kai of Color -th (Analikai), 28 [+7]
Brother, Ana'i of Color -th (Anasakai), 25 [+4]
Brother, Anllikai, 18 [-3]
BIRTHPLACE: Fort Weyr
HISTORY:
- Born the only daughter of a brownhandler and his Harper weyrmate, Elliasande was clearly different from shortly after her birth, paler even than her fair parents and possessing startling purple eyes. She grew up having trouble finding her place. She stood out, and her sensitive skin made it hard to do something as simple as go out and play with other children.
When she was eight, her eldest brother entered dragon candidacy; three turns later, he was followed by her other older brother. With Analikai and Anasakai both on the way to their futures, eleven-turn-old Elliasande felt positively morose. Certainly, she was never going to be a dragonrider, not with how sensitive she was to the sun.
Her mother was the one who noticed her depression and took steps to console her. Anasande presented her daughter with a firelizard egg, promising her that she would find a place eventually. Elliasande named her new flit Dumpling, and the two became quickly inseparable.
At seventeen, Elliasande wistfully presented herself as a potential wher candidate, half expecting to be turned away. She was delighted to be accepted, and after a mere two turns, she received the ninth egg in a clutch of ten laid by Gold Ferorask, and she Impressed to a lovely green. Elliask was a wonderful match for Elliasande, a proud and sophisticated creature. More, now Elliasande was firmly settled in a life where she’d be primarily nocturnal and still able to work to the benefit of the Weyr.
There was a great deal of wher-related drama around Fort Weyr in Elliask’s first summer. First, a brown wher named Kichsk pulled away from his handler and went on a rampage; then, a camping trip the candidates went on was ambushed by a group of wild whers, and one of the candidates was killed. Elliasande worried a little that anti-wher sentiments might crop up in the Weyr, but for the most part, things seemed to blow over with relatively little consequence.
Wherlinghood proceeded much as expected. Elliasande felt a little like with ten in the class she sometimes got a little lost in the shuffle, but she did do well enough. In the spring of 2777, she and Elliask graduated with the rest of their class.
Right around the time Elliask turned two, one of the green dragons laid a single egg on the sands, much to the surprise of the entire Weyr. Elliasande was intrigued, but for the most part, her attention was taken up by settling into her place on the Dusk Squad of the Ground Crew. She had Thread to fight and a Weyr to defend.
And most importantly, she had a place where she belonged.
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