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V'hul of Green Piath

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V'hul of Green Piath

V'HUL

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BASICS

RETIRE INFO: Adopt
NAME: V'hul
GENDER: Female, AMAB
PRONOUNS: She/Her/Hers
ORIENTATION: Straight

BIRTHDATE: Early Spring 2735
AGE: 35 as of Late Fall 2770
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Rider
WING: Healer's Wing

APPEARANCE
EYES: Green
HAIR: Blonde
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6'2", muscular
PLAY-BY: V'hul (Chronicles of Pern)
FULL APPEARANCE:
V'hul, well, looks like her physical sex: male. And as overly concerned with image as she is, she's if not all right with that, she's convinced herself that it's necessary. She's tall and muscular, with broad shoulders and short-cropped blonde hair, shorter on the sides than the top and slicked back a bit. Her face is long and narrow, almost horsey, and her green eyes are deep-set. Her eyebrows are surprisingly thin, almost nonexistent. She keeps herself clean-shaven.

She wears a lot of green, to match her dragon. Generally she wears relentlessly practical clothing, allowing herself no ornamentation save for the fact that green is almost always involved in some manner. She occasionally fantasizes about wearing a green dress to a Hatching Feast, but keeps that to her own thoughts. After all, what would her family think?

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
V'hul is, unfortunately, not the sharpest tool in the box. She's sweet and optimistic and friendly, but has a serious lack of common sense. She's the sort of person who will accidentally touch something hot, and then proceed to touch it again just to make sure it was actually what burned her. She's rather passive, readily accepting others' viewpoints as correct, and often doesn't form opinions of her own. This can sometimes result in her seeming to change her mind rapidly, sometimes multiple times in the span of minutes, though really she'd never made up her mind one way or another in the first place. She does have a rather strong distrust of Harpers, convinced by S'bor that they're plotting nefarious things behind everyone's backs.

She's highly concerned with her social image, especially in how she believes her family would see her. For this reason, she's not officially out as trans to her family, and she doesn't seem to realize that they're well aware. Piath makes no secret of it, referring to her as "her" on a regular basis. Still, she puts on a masculine front when any of them are around, and hopes that someday she'll have the courage to tell her family. At the very least, she's glad that she has her dragon and a Weyr who knows and accepts her. She's extremely dedicated to her family, followed closely by her Weyrling class, and then the rest of her friends.

She has no ambition of her own, but is willing to pursue Piath's, when the green reminds her that she agreed to help carry out her nefarious plans. She really defers to her dragon in almost every way, and is basically wrapped around her little claw. Between the two of them, it's fairly obvious who's in charge, and it's not V'hul.

HISTORY
FAMILY:
Parents, one older sibling, one younger sibling
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None
BIRTHPLACE: Ruatha-beholden Cothold
HISTORY:
Vanahul was born to a very conservative farming family at a small cothold. From a young age, she was told that she needed to grow up to be a big strong man, to never show emotions, to rule over her future family with an iron fist. For a time, she believed them; she ignored the fact that she knew she was a girl, because admitting to that sort of thing simply wasn't done. Her family, she assumed, would disown her.

She was Searched young, just turned fifteen, and Vanahul was glad. She could go to the Weyr and Impress a bronze and therefore her family would never question her gender. She could know she was a woman, and they could believe whatever they needed to. Nobody outside the Weyr ever needed to know. And sure, women didn't ride bronze, but in the interest of maintaining her family's reputation, well, she could do such a strange thing.

But she didn't Impress a bronze, or even a brown, but was instead pushed down and sat upon by a rather large green a little under two Turns after being brought to the Weyr. You will do, girl. You make a good enough seat, at least. And you are less likely to thwart me than the others. And I suppose you are... competent enough to serve me. And in that moment, V'hul didn't care if her dragon was a green, and seemed to be a bit of a jerk, because she had called her girl.

Before long, her classmates were aware that she was a girl as well. Even if V'hul tried to keep it a secret, just in case her family ever came to visit, Piath had referred to her as "she" several times over within just a couple of days. And it was wonderful. She didn't have to pretend she was a boy. Well, she did, at least a little, because again, what if her family came to visit, but she didn't have to watch her every word. And that was more than fine with her.

She was rather less happy about going to war. Oh, she'd fight, however reluctantly, but she still dreaded it. But it thankfully ended, only a couple of Turns after their class graduated. For Turns after she had nightmares about dragons flaming each other, and Threadfall still makes her jittery. That flame, used now for killing Thread, could so easily be turned to other purposes. So, so easily.

She's kept her nose out of the politics of the Weyr ever since. She doesn't see why she should be involved with Weyrwomen and Weyrleaders, and with the rate bad things tend to happen to them, well, she's pretty sure she's better off staying far away from them.
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BASICS

NAME: Piath
BIRTHDATE Spring 2752
AGE: 18 Turns as of Late Fall 2770

CLUTCHING
CLUTCHING: No
RUNS/FLIGHTS: 3

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: 32 ft
HEIGHT: 8 ft
WINGSPAN: 48 ft
COLOR: Green
HEX CODE: #A4BF72
FULL APPEARANCE:
Piath is a beautiful example of a green. Most of her body is a light spring green color, fading to a pale sage green on her wings, upper neck, and head. Her brighter green is marked with curved, slightly darker green lines, like blades of grass. She almost resembles a field in early summer, bright and full of life.

She's definitely large for a green, bulky and muscular, and somehow graceful in the air despite that, though on the ground she's clunky and clumsy. She lacks the speed that the smaller greens usually possess, but makes up for it with strength.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Piath is a cunning, conniving dragon whose only real concern is for herself. She's smart and controlling, and skilled at manipulating others, especially her rider. She craves power and followers, and is determined to somehow lead the Weyr, though she's willing to do so by pulling the strings of a bronze or gold puppet if that's what it takes. So long as she's the one who really rules, she isn't too choosy about how it happens. She's quite vain, and is very determined to be clean and well-oiled.

For the most part, she isn't a hard worker; she prefers to have others work for her. Completing tasks isn't nearly as important to her as making certain that she isn't the one doing them. Anything that doesn't benefit her directly can tend to fall by the wayside. Loyalty isn't a concept that really comes naturally to Piath. She demands it of others, but gives none of it herself in return. She'll tolerate her clutchmates because some of them are both shiny and easily-manipulated, but she doesn't really care about them.
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