BASICS
NAME: Vuleshka (voo-lesh-ka)
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/her/hers
ORIENTATION: Lesbian
BIRTHDATE: 2736
AGE: 37 as of 2773
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Greenrider
WING: Daylight Wing
APPEARANCE
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Long and dark brown though occasional strands of grey can be noticed mixed in.
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'8 on the plus-side. Overall very soft and not a bit of muscle tone.
PLAY-BY:
FULL APPEARANCE:
Vuleshka is a modest height and form. She'd never been what most consider 'skinny', but that's never been a problem for her. She has all the right proportions in all the right places. Except her chest; she'd argue there's a bit too much 'plump' there for her personal liking, as it tends to make clothing and other tasks bothersome.
Vuleshka's skin is medium olive with a dusting of freckles at her cheeks, tending to be warmer in the summer months and going noticeably pale in the winter. She tans aggressively and likes to stay out of direct sun if possible. Her light eyes are very striking against all the darkness of her hair and skin. They're not a bright blue but more neutral and almost flat looking in color. Most forms in Vuleshka's body could be described as a circle. She's generally rounded in most of her features: face, eyes, nose, lips, etc. By default, she's pretty curvy but not in a very 'sensual' way - she doesn't try for it but a circle is by default a curve~
Vuleshka keeps her hair a medium length down to her back. It's very thick and very soft, though not very shiny. It almost looks bristly and wiry with a minor bit of curls at the end. She knows she should take better care of it with all the split ends but, it's a very low priority. Her clothing choices match, with a very casual approach. Nothing terribly fancy but she tries to atleast look nice and match. Vuleshka prefers long skirts but will always go for pants when dragonriding. Very rarely will she wear anything formfitting, always choosing loose articles, and perhaps with a penchant for greens and browns. Green is her favorite color.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Vuleshka is a very quiet and mild-mannered individual. Her voice is almost always timid and low, to the point that many actually think she doesn't talk at all. It's also very easy for others to talk over her, to the point she can be drowned out if she's trying to call for someone's attention. She tries to be a good and upstanding person, but a lot of times she lives in regret. She wishes she were braver and there's been a number of occasions where situations have gone for the worst, simply because her voice would not be heard.
Strangely enough, though her voice is kept very quiet, Vuleshka is not 100% the shy individual. She merely likes displayed confrontation or spectacle with groups of people watching. She has no problem going over to someone on their lonesome to speak. She finds it easier and without the need to raise her volume. Deep down, she likes being sociable and she likes interacting with people, it's just when there's a lot of them and a lot is going on...
One thing that does strike her right in the heart is embarrassment. Vuleshka hates feeling embarrassed. No matter how many times she reminds herself that no one ever died from it and things aren't forever... she immediately forgets when the emotions hit. If she embarrasses herself once at something, she'd prone to avoid it for a long while. Naturally, this can lead to problems as certain things can't be avoided forever.
HISTORY
FAMILY: Siblings
SIGNIFICANT OTHER:
BIRTHPLACE: Cothold in Fort area
HISTORY:
Vuleshka is from a modest cothold within Fort's borders. Her home was relatively quiet, save for her own household that had a decent amount of children running about. Vuleshka had a good family life, enjoying the constant company of her siblings, to which she was nice wedged in the middle of in terms of ages. This is mostly where her lack of confrontation came from. She generally found it very straining to try and yell over all the noise of her siblings and parents. Everything seemed to always drown her out, the point she eventually learned to not try at it for long. No sense hurting her throat when the minor commotion always seemed to be over as quick as it began.
Vuleshka had very little ambition for what she wished to be, come adulthood. Some of her siblings made talk of journeying to Fort Weyr in hopes of becoming a dragonrider or wherhandler. Those were all good plans, though Vuleshka remained unsure regardless. It sounded terribly dangerous and the idea she had of such individuals in her mind were always heroic and brave. She wasn't like that... she was content for a quiet life in the cothold or maybe a slightly large Hold someday. Certainly not flaming thread or the like. Eventually, she did have the idea that maybe she could go to the Weaver Hall to the south of them. She generally liked such jobs; fiddling with her hands and making useful things.
Lo, one day a searchrider arrived at the small cothold, looking for a new batch of candidates. Vuleshka's siblings were all eager to be seen, and one or two were chosen. Convinced life in a Weyr would be a much better thing, some of her siblings prodded the searchrider what they thought of their much less enthused sibling. No surprise, they said she had just as much chance as the others. It took a number of days to convince her, but Vuleshka was eventually convinced to go with them. There was a chance she'd not get chosen as a rider, and could simply return to her original plan.
Vuleshka journeyed with her siblings into candidacy, finding a nitch for herself to remain in. Hatchings came and went, Vuleshka always remaining very quiet and still on the sands. Eventually, a striped little Green burst from her egg and quickly bound over to the young woman. Eyes sparkling rainbows, the Green made her choice and impressed. Vuleshka was shocked, though far less disappointed than she thought she'd be. In fact, she was not disappointed at all. Greens might not have held much rank, but this dragon seemed everything she wasn't. So bold and cheery and unafraid of mistakes, though she seemed to make many. This kind of life did seem much more interesting than being a weaver.
Vuleshka and Mulvarith quickly fell into their ranks and went about their days. Being a Greenrider, there was little for Vuleshka to do but keep quite and to her place, and frankly that was fine with her. Mulvarith had some opinions but the dragon tended to keep her head down, too, if only for the sake of her rider. The two go about their days as professionally as possible, despite all the ups and downs the Weyr has seemed to face.
