Mave of Blue Torth [WIP]

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MAVE
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BASICS
NAME: Mave
GENDER: cis woman
PRONOUNS: she/her/hers
ORIENTATION: sapphic

BIRTHDATE: 2746 (Early Spring)
AGE: 30, as of Late Spring 2776
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Wingrider
WING: Nocturne

APPEARANCE
EYES: Light Brown; amber when she's in direct sunlight.
HAIR: Thick, and dark brown; cropped close on the sides, and softly curled where it's long on top.
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6'2; a muscular build, with notably thick thighs and calves, and impressive biceps and shoulders.
PLAY-BY: N/A
FULL APPEARANCE:

Perhaps the first word that comes to mind, when glancing at Mave, is stocky. Although her waist narrows to a defined point, her broad hips and thick thighs combined with wide shoulders and developed upper arms paints the image of a stocky, powerful, woman. She does little to dissuade that initial impression, either. Mave prefers to wear shirts with either the sleeves cut off entirely or rolled short, and spends most of her time engaged in physical pursuits. Does the wing need volunteers to haul firestone to the heights? Mave's already loading Torth up, she's halfway there.

Beyond that impression, however, Mave is softer than she might prefer. Her face is full and rounded; big amber eyes framed by laugh lines that match the ones around her full lips. When freshly washed, her hair curls and poofs on the top of her head in a wavy brown imitation of clouds. If you get close enough, you can see a trail of freckles over the bridge of her twice-broken nose; along the same path her face flushes, if you manage to get her flustered. Of course, then you get a look at the thick parallel scars across her bicep and one mangled palm, and you're right back to that hard external aura Mave tries so hard to cultivate.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Seemingly a strong, silent, stoic type; when she does open her mouth, it's usually to insert her foot or say something incredibly stupid. Filled with a confidence that walks a fine line between competence and hubris; she usually lets other people decide which it is on a case-by-case basis. Pretends to be entirely self-absorbed, but has regrettably incurable cases of: loyalty, and self-sacrifice.

HISTORY
FAMILY:
Venai, Journeysmith (Mother)
Marin, Bluerider (Father)
Venus, Greenrider (Younger Sister)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None, currently.
BIRTHPLACE: Fort Hold
HISTORY:

Born in Early Spring 2746, several months after a particularly promising gather where her parents had met, Mave was promptly handed off to a creche to be raised alongside other Craft-born children. Her mother had a promising career ahead of her as a Smith, and very little time for the needs and development of an infant; and so Mave grew up alongside a bevy of other brats . When she was eleven or so, her mother began to take a renewed interest in her big, athletic, daughter; she shoved a pair of bellows into Mave's hand and began readying the girl for a Smith apprenticeship of her very own.

Much to Mave's relief, she was apprenticed to a different Master than her mother - shunning the more delicate metals of Pern, for the hardier ores that went into bigger projects. While many of the other apprentices disliked the menial work of Apprenticeship, Mave quite enjoyed it. She liked being big and strong, and liked having practical work for those big strong muscles of hers to do. She was eager to please in a way that often earned rebuff from both her peers and the adults who taught them, often being told she was too over-eager, or prone to kissing up.

After several awkward turns of loving the work, but getting along poorly with others, Mave developed a far more calloused external attitude; only doing work when and how she was asked to, and spending less and less time with other Smith apprentices. She found other friends in the Hold, though she had little time to spend with them, and began acting out when confronted with people from her own Craft. When she was fifteen, her Master called her uninspired and in a fit of frustration, Mave deliberately ruined her portion of a piece that her Master had been working on for several long months.

She resigned her Apprenticeship rather than be let go, and her exasperated mother sent her to stay with her father and younger sister at Fort Weyr, hoping drudgery under her father's more stern eye would straighten the teenager out. Although the new environment suited Mave better, she couldn't shake her reluctance to be openly helpful or enthusiastic, instead remaining withdrawn and aloof. She developed a reputation for being a "strong, silent, type" though her new roommate - who often saw Mave at her most vulnerable and awkward - begged to differ. Still, her new reputation was a far better one, and she was eventually Searched and stood at three or four Hatchings before Torth barrelled into her big, beefy, arms.

Mave spent most of her Weyrlinghood trying to keep Torth from inadvertently breaking things with his enthusiasm, and wondering how she'd managed to get a dragon so much like the version of herself she'd thought she'd left in her youth.

When her old roommate-turned-best friend came to her shortly after her Weyrlinghood graduation with a guarded request, however, Mave could see that she and Torth were about to upset the proverbial apple cart. Her closest friend wanted to hitch a ride to Semeca, and Mave couldn't fathom just leaving her there -- so, against her better judgment, Mave made the quiet transfer to Semeca Weyr.

The vibes, as one might say, of Semeca seem to suit Mave and Torth quite well. They're both hard workers, in an environment that values the sweat of a rider's brow; and that's just how they like it. If there's big spotted cats to look out for, and a best friend with her head too far gone in the clouds to think about anything as mundane as survival, well. It at least keeps things interesting.

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TORTH



BASICS
NAME: Torth
BIRTHDATE Early Summer 2763
AGE: 13 as of Late Spring 2776

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: 38ft
HEIGHT: 9.5ft
WINGSPAN: 55ft
COLOR: Blue
HEX CODE: #4d4e62
FULL APPEARANCE:
Torth is a massive, muscled powerhouse of a blue. Despite having wings that are kind of short for his size, and being a very awkward flier, he is a big, solid dragon with a massive chest and powerful legs. He's strong, there's no doubt about that. His colors are rather dull and almost muted, a light denim-blue all over his body, with his wings a bright, almost silvery-blue. There's a sharp blue swish over his head and down one side of his neck, as if someone just took a paintbrush and went FWIP on his head. His front feet have darker navy markings, like he's wearing gloves, and there is a light blue marking over his leg, like a circle and an inverted 'V'. He also has a very strong chin.


PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:

Torth, to go with his massive size, has a giant personality. He screams everything he says, and gets excited about pretty much everything. Rock? Trees? Sticks? All of it is very exciting, and he has to shout. That said, he's also a very kind dragon, and he doesn't like to be left out of games or events. He does understand that he is... not small by any means, and that there are some things he can't actually join in on, but any sort of sadness he feels will pass in an instant. He's very strong, and won't hesitate to throw himself into a fight... both to just enjoy it and to stop it. Sure, he likes a good fight, but not at the expense of someone's trauma.

To his rider, Torth is a loud, shouty buddy. He likes being their friend, and he likes bringing them neat things to shout at. He wants to be a friend, and he wants to keep himself helpful. Are they having a bad night? Well that must mean that he has to crawl in bed with them and tell them a very loud bedtime story about how he punched a mountain. He's a dragon who goes 1000% or not at all. Even failure doesn't bother him. Did he do something wrong? LEARNING EXPERIENCE!

Voice: TORTH HAS NO CONCEPT OF AN INDOOR VOICE. HE SHOUTS EVERYTHING THERE IS NO QUIET MODE ON THIS DRAGON, EVEN THOUGH HE TRIES VERY VERY HARD. Don't worry, he'll learn to be somewhat quiet in time.

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SKYFIRE



BASICS
NAME: Skyfire
BIRTHDATE Early Winter, 2767
AGE: 8 as of early Spring 2776

APPEARANCE
LENGTH:
HEIGHT:
WINGSPAN:
COLOR: Bronze
HEX CODE:
FULL APPEARANCE:

PERSONALITY
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