"May you find your worth in the waking world"
BASICS
NAME: Playne
GENDER: Cis female
PRONOUNS: she/her
ORIENTATION: Asexual Heteromantic
BIRTHDATE: Early Winter 2061
AGE: 22 as of Early Spring 2774
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Greenrider
WING: Daylight
APPEARANCE
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Blonde
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'6", slender
PLAY-BY: The Doll (Bloodborne)
FULL APPEARANCE:
Playne is well… plain. She dresses in drab, muted colors, never really able to afford much else even with a rider’s stipend. She wears long dresses, and bonnets in the summertime. She keeps her hair tucked up in a bun most of the time, save for the strays that frame the sides of her face. She looks rather delicate, and it is hard to believe someone like her could really be a rider. She is often found smiling. She will often wear flowers in her bonnets or on a pocket, should the season permit.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Playne is often described as soft, and it’s very accurate. She is soft-spoken, kind, and has very little in the way of a spine. She is easily walked over, and has unsuccessfully tried to fix this. She often drops pretty much everything to assist someone, usually to the hindrance to herself. She desires to just be good and help others, but she really has no sense of what is enough and what is going too far. Without anyone to stop her, she will repeatedly burn out. She does not realize this is a problem.
Still, one cannot say that Playne is all bad. She does many good things. She can cook, she can mend, she tries to cover all of her bases for whatever a dragonrider will need. She doesn’t know if it’s enough but she tries. She is an early riser, always up with the dawn to try to get as much work done in a day as possible. In her free time, she likes to assist in the gardens. Playne is a skilled sewer, and tries to be as self-sufficient as possible. It doesn't always work, but fortunately she has no problems asking others for help, hoping that they will respond just as kindly as she does.
HISTORY
FAMILY:Unnamed Green and Bluerider, deceased
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
BIRTHPLACE: Fort Weyr
HISTORY:
[8th Pass]
Playne was, from the day she was born, ordinary. The product of flightlust, she was unceremoniously dumped in the creche without really knowing who her parents were. It never bothered her. She was a sweet, active girl who could really never say no when others asked her to help, which lead to her always being overworked and mostly underappreciated. It never changed even as she entered candidacy. Always doing too much, always studying too hard. It just happened, and she never changed.
It took her several turns of standing for her to finally impress. An elegant, if very rough, green broke from the shell, charging across the sands and barrelling into other candidates until it finally came to a stop before her. That was her Iosefkath, and they would never be apart.
Dragonriding was a harsh business, and Playne was determined to make sure she succeeded. She had Iosefkath there to keep her from doing too much, though it was more than a tough habit to break. One that she never really could break, at least.
One day, Iosefkath finally convinced her to take time for herself, and the two found themselves on a snow capped peak. Playne had settled in to eat when from the skies a blizzard whipped up. Panicking, she and Iosefkath flew Between in an attempt to get home…
They reappeared over Fort Weyr in a different time…
