"Sharem, you and I are sisters. Remember that I’ll always pick you up after you fall...once I’m done laughing at you."
BASICS
NAME: Harem
GENDER: Feminine
PRONOUNS: Feminine (she/her/hers)
ORIENTATION: Oh, you're interested in me? That's cute. Forsk, you're serious? Did you hit your head or something?
BIRTHDATE: Early Winter 2750
AGE: 24 as of Late Summer 2774
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: Candidate
WING: N/A
APPEARANCE
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5' 11" || sturdy
PLAY-BY: Ginchiyo Tachibana (Samurai Warriors 2)
FULL APPEARANCE:
Harem is a relatively tall woman of an unmovable build, standing at an impressive 5' 11." While her features suggest beauty and delicacy, her permanent scowl tends to throw that assumption off in a hurry. Harem boasts soft brown hair, cut short in a wave. A set of rich brown eyes narrow at those who dare get too close to her, set deep in a face that sports lightly tanned skin and high cheekbones. Harem's wardrobe consists of a working woman's clothes, which can double as a fighting woman's clothes; sturdy breeches and a blouse. Even Gathers see her wearing something of similar cut and quality, even where she ought to wear something somewhat nicer.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Doesn't move? Fling it aside like a sack of tubers. Doesn't work? Hit it until it does. Doesn't agree with you? Shout at them until they do. Never inclined to put much though into something other than to assess it before deciding on her course of action, Harem is quick to judge and act on said judgements, not to mention very impulsive, hard-headed, and reckless. Harem can be seen as incredibly bossy on occasion, as well as being easily frustrated and unkeen to what subtleties come attached to social scenarios. As such, she much prefers to let her siblings talk, allowing her to stay far from curious eyes where she might embarrass herself. But once it comes time to throw a punch, Harem is your woman. More at home in a fight than a Gather, all she cares about is herself and her family; everyone else can forsk off and get eaten by Thread, for all she cares.
While it isn't terribly distinct under such a poor countenance, Harem genuinely cares for her siblings, driven to protect and care for them above all else. Since her parents were worse than useless - something that she still holds against them - Harem stepped up to be an eldest sister that went above and beyond for her siblings. Deep down, she holds an immense dislike and disdain for her parents, which sometimes appears to be quite petty from an outside perspective. Perhaps her affection for her siblings comes across as "tough love" at best and being a downright jerk at worst, but it is affection nonetheless. While she might not be considered a terribly bright individual, especially in comparison to others, she compensates through sheer stubborn determination and an absolute refusal to surrender. Incredibly loyal, Harem is someone who'd lay down her life for her loved ones, but never a cause. Never will she get caught up in a war that isn't fought for her family.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Haremi - cotholder - father and self-centered idiot - living
Pitani - cotholder - mother and witless fool - living
Sharem -
Charem - cotholder - younger sibling - living
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Don't even think about it.
BIRTHPLACE: A Fortian cothold
HISTORY:
Harem was born to perhaps Pern's most unimaginative and dim-witted parents. Of three children, Harem was eldest, followed by Sharem and Charem. Ultimately, even her name has brought Harem do despise her parents for such ineptitude. But she dealt and still deals. During her youth, Harem was a force of nature; she bullied other children who thought it was fun to pick on her younger siblings, she rebelled against her elders and blatantly disobeyed left and right, she caused general mayhem while her parents weren't looking.
But as Turns passed, Sharem proved herself incredibly smart and quick-witted, and Harem was proud as forsk, even as she gave her little sister shards about it. Harem was present for Sharem's departure once she'd been recommended for apprenticeship in a large Hold nearby. It was a harsh sting to tolerate, but tolerate it she did, and she saw Sharem off after she gave her one last reminder not to do something stupid. But one day in her twentieth Turn, word reached her that Sharem had been caught trying to steal some fancy-schmancy scrolls and Harper stuff from her Hall, after which she'd been tried and formally exiled to be Holdless.
Granted, Harem had to admit that what Sharem did was exactly what Harem had suggested she not do, but Sharem had done it regardless. But was Harem going to let her sister wander around aimlessly and not do something? Forsk no. So Harem hatched a plan. Literally. One of her cothold's farmers had a clutching firelizard, so Harem presented herself at one of her clutches to
Once Sharem had been located, it was simple enough to insist that Sharem continue to write letters for Regret to return to Harem, establishing a steady communication using Harem's firelizard as a messenger. Turns passed and Harem did what little she could to ensure that her little sister was as safe as a Holdless could be. But once Timers began emerging from between and she told such strange news to Sharem, her sister's response got her hackles up. Being told what and what not to do never sat well for Harem, and so her getting a touch suspicious after Sharem told her to not worry for her absence and not to write was her natural reaction.
But little did Harem think that her sister was crazy enough to sneak into High-forsking-Reaches-sharding-Weyr while pretending to be a lost freshly-Searched Candidate from 9th Pass Pern. Harem thought Regret was trying to piss her off again upon receiving such news, until she remembered that firelizards couldn't lie. But what was she to do to help get her sister out of this situation she'd put herself in once she was inevitably caught? Get Searched as a Candidate and stay close to her, obviously. It was simple enough to pack her things, tell her parents to shove off, and march to a nearby Hold to arrange transport to High Reaches Weyr. A dragon would sniff her once or twice and say she could crash in some barracks and try to Impress.
Simple, right?
