"Unspoken requiem for the river of tears
Flowing, winding, to an eternal sea
And yet our hope remains
Guiding, lighting the way
No time for mourning."
BASICS
NAME: Cassandra
GENDER: Cis Female
PRONOUNS: She/Her/Hers
ORIENTATION: Demiromantic Pansexual
BIRTHDATE: Summer 2755
AGE: 22 as of Late Winter 2772
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Apprentice Harper | Wherhandler (Brown)
WING: N/A
APPEARANCE
EYES: Grayish Green
HAIR: Reddish Brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'4" | Stocky
PLAY-BY: Artbreeder
FULL APPEARANCE:
Cassandra is your average girl next door, standing at 5'4" and her figure is compact and well built. Her shoulders are a bit broader than would seem to match up to the rest of her and her bustline is petite and almost non existent. She has dark reddish brown hair she keeps cut a reasonable short and big bright grayish green eyes. Her nose is shapely and almost soft and sits above a pair of full lips that adorn a heart shaped face.
Her clothing choices are often practical, though she does have splashes of blues in it where she can afford it, as its her favorite color. She always wears a blue sash like ribbon in her hair to hold back her bangs when outdoors and has become something of a trademark item on her person.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Cassandra is an absolute sweetheart when it comes to her energy, interactions with people and over all nature. She is always the one trying to comfort and support those around her and offer them a tale when they need inspiration or encouragement. A natural born storyteller, she does not have issues with lighting up a room by regaling its occupants with a story, often using different voices for the characters or singing a folksong or ballad that might stir a particular emotion.
She isn't so self centered that she can guess if others enjoy her displays, but she is smart enough that she can read a room and cease if she thinks its actually causing a negative reaction. She just wants to be a friend to the world and it can lead her to trying to hard and causing the opposite to happen and stress her out greatly. As a storyteller at heart, she also has a tendency to ramble, talk fast when she gets excited and sometimes even causes her to get breathless and woozy because she just HAS to get that thought out.
While she projects a strong, cheerful and eternal optimist outside, on the inside, she is her own worst critic and often will curl up in private fits of self loathing. She is also very self conscious about her body shape and lack of certain prominent female features of it and as such, she will never remove her clothing in the presence of others if she can help it. Her fear of intimacy physically also has deterred her from the idea of the act itself and she keeps people at a physical distance if she thinks they are getting too close.
She also has a compulsive need to have everything in a certain place, a certain order or she will descend into anxiety fits and hyper focus on correcting the issue before she can even process things around her. She also has a bad reaction if she consumes meat products and as such, she has to be very careful what she eats or else suffer stomach pains that cause her to violently expel said food.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Casey (45) - Mother | Baker
Aaesander (48) - Father | Scribe
Sister (28) - Sister | ???
Brother (25) - Brother | ???
Brother (20) - Brother | ???
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Oh me.. someone would pick me?!
BIRTHPLACE: Fort Weyr
HISTORY:
Cassandra was born to simple enough weyrfolk parents, one a baker and the other a scribe, the youngest of their children and the fourth and final child. From the moment she could walk and talk, Cassandra wanted to be a friend to everyone, including plants, animals.. her cutlery even. Her sweet and outgoing nature landed itself well to her desires and she found making friendships easy enough. Her desire to recite old stories and wanting to write her own led her father to encourage her to become a Harper.
Feeling her father was onto something, the young lass decided to do just that. She entered her training as a Harper. Through out the few years she attended, she focused herself towards the composition part of her lessons, learning to pen her own adventure stories and delighted in sharing them with anyone who would listen. Her ability to lend voices to her characters to bring a tale more dynamically to life led to what she felt was drawing an audience in more. Singing old ballads she learned as well was another favorite past time and one she often engaged in while studying or just musing alone. When she turned 13, her family gifted her with a flit egg that hatched into a beautiful garnet that she named Sherry, after the cooking wine she often saw her mother working with.
But even as she embraced her Harper craft.. she felt like something was missing. There was this intense desire to get out, to lend herself to the fight against the threadfall, to become the grand protector like in her stories. But she never imagined herself able to ever be a dragon rider.. the idea of soaring such heights made her stomach drop out. It was then she began to ponder the other path.. a wher.
Weighing her choice of paths on her mind as she became of age to become a candidate, she took the time to speak to her father of it, when the family visited. Her father encouraged her to follow what her heart told her and no matter her path, her family always supported her. With this in mind, she approached the candidate master and stated her desire to join candidacy. She has not looked back, though she does continue to write and sing, and enjoys sharing these stories and songs with anyone that will listen.
Standing for the Changing of the Times clutch, garnet Tamisk rolled the Weeping Oak egg to her that hatched into the calm brown Cassask. While she was overjoyed to be chosen by the clutch dam, she worries for her best friend and now ex roommate, Mackenzie. She had hoped he would impress before her or at the same time and is very conflicted about leaving the room she has shared with him for many years.
UPDATES
- Early Summer 2773 - Impressed to Brown Cassask!
