"Creativity can solve almost any problem."
~ George Lois
BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Adopt both please!
NAME: Lilyana, now L’ana
(may be nicknamed Lily, Lil, Yana, Lana, etc. Her rider honorific will probably be L’ana)
GENDER: female
PRONOUNS: she/her/hers
ORIENTATION: Are you seriously desperate enough to ask ME?
(Honestly I don’t even know at this point, but it doesn’t matter right now)
BIRTHDATE: Late Autumn, Turn 2752
AGE: 19 as of Early Summer, Turn 2772 (turns 20 this Turn)
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: dragonrider!
WING: Firestorm
APPEARANCE
EYES: green
HAIR: rich black
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6’8”, Super tall and thin but of otherwise healthy build
FULL APPEARANCE:
At six feet and eight inches tall, Lilyana practically towers over most people.
Her body shape was still of a reasonably healthy build for her tall and thin frame, although unfortunately her lightly freckled skin happened to be pale enough that she had a pretty even chance of getting sunburnt if she went out in the sunshine without the appropriate sun protection for even one measly candlemark. It wasn’t really that much of a problem though - more of a mildly annoying hindrance, really - as she lived in the cold of the mountains, and thus was used to wearing long-sleeved clothing. The real problem though, was finding herself clothes that would actually fit!
(Yep. She finds it a bit difficult to find good clothes that’ll fit her thanks to her awkwardly shaped tall thin frame, unfortunately.)
Lovely green eyes boldly stood out, framed within the midst of a multitude of delicately curved black eyelashes, in their places on either side of a pert nose. Her black almost-perpetually-sarcastic eyebrows curved above them, occasionally hidden from view by her fringe. Her short and rich black hair fell almost to shoulder length, with her fringe trimmed just shy of the hair-constantly-getting-in-my-eyes point. High cheekbones gave definition to a round-oval shaped face, decorated with a light smattering of prominent freckles across her nose and cheeks. She had good teeth, and a pair of soft pink lips were often curved in a smile, or a sarcastic smirk, or in an expression of some kind.
Around her hips sat her good sturdy belt ladened with all the usual everyday odds and ends, including her favourite well-crafted knife safely tucked in its scabbard. Lilyana could often be seen in either hand-me-down tunics and pants that she’d clumsily altered to fit her body, or the rare occasional treat of an outfit that actually fitted like a miracle, or had had been properly altered for her by a more accomplished seamstress. Her wardrobe as such mainly consisted of altered hand-me-downs from her family, dresses and other clothes that she had brought from the occasional Gather, or from her favourite tailor to have made in her size whenever she had the marks to spare (which wasn’t often). But at least she had good footwear!
If you wanted to describe the first impressions one could notice about her, it’d probably be something like “feels like the mountain peaks and the soaring freedom of the wind”, or “strong but beautiful like the snow and a mug of hot klah” or so on.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Lilyana is slightly claustrophobic, as you will never catch her going into a tiny tunnel or broom closet! That said, she can still enter a small space or tunnel if it is absolutely required or if there is no other option, (eg having to evacuate via a secret way if all other routes are blocked) but she will still feel the fear & therefore struggle to operate properly until the ordeal is over. Living in a Weyr is ok, though, as it’s for the most part open-ish spaces (even though it’s mostly a network of caves), but she can always escape outside to the weyrbowl or the fireheights or something if it gets a bit too much.
She dreams of one day reaching the ultimate goal of riding her own dragon. She has an enduring love of all dragonkind, and she greatly admires all the dragonriders of Pern; feeling almost envious of their ability to chase the winds and the stars, flying high across the skies on dragon wings. At least, until Lilyana could one day do the same on the back of her own dragon!
Lilyana is an artistic soul (see: her love of drawing/painting anything), and is capable of appreciating the beauty that exists in everything and everyone around her.
She is also sarcastic (and sassy) as hell, with a penchant for cracking hilarious & witty one-liners and/or comebacks (or funny but clever comments in a conversation). She is otherwise level-headed for the most part, except for when she loses her temper or is suffering/struggling through her claustrophobia.
When Lilyana’s mad, however, trust me, you’ll know. Doesn’t matter how she chooses to manifest her anger; she has a thousand and one ways to show it - she might death-stare you down, or give you a nice wicked-sharp lashing of her tongue, or even throw down the gauntlet and challenge you to a spar or fight, for example - but regardless of what method she uses, if you’re the reason she’s mad, you will know immediately. No beating around the bush with this gal when she loses her temper!
HISTORY
FAMILY: mother, father, 5 older siblings; all open to play (all 5 sibling ages can be anywhere between 18 [going on 19] to 30 Turns of age, as long as they are all older than her)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A yet, but open to possibilities
BIRTHPLACE: somewhere in the mountains of High Reaches
HISTORY:
Born the youngest child in her family, life with 5 older siblings was sometimes awesome, and sometimes annoying as forsk, thanks to their good old ‘sibling rivalry’. Much of her childhood was spent in her family’s Hold somewhere in the High Reaches’ mountains. At an early age, she developed life-long mild claustrophobia, thanks to getting stuck for about a candlemark in a child’s closet that she had had inadvertently managed to lock herself into during a game of hide and seek with her siblings. Fortunately she had left the closet unscathed upon being released by her mother, but ever since Lilyana was scared of getting stuck in small spaces.
From about 8 Turns, she also started drawing, sketching and painting, slowly progressing from big clumsy stars and dragons on her first attempts, to astonishingly beautiful and detailed designs, as she grew ever older and ever more skilled with her artistic creations.
Eventually, Lilyana went through a few growth spurts, and suffered through puberty, until the black-haired girl managed to be taller than some of her male siblings. She was initially quite smug about this fact, but then her smugness faded away early upon meeting a few much taller people, as well as finding out that she could and did feel a little claustrophobic in spaces that easily held average-sized people comfortably, due to her ridiculously tall height.
Then it was her much shorter siblings’ turn to be smug.
At least, for a while until Lilyana got Searched first! Ha, how ironic it was for her family that their youngest child became the first to be Searched with the chance of living among dragons, before any of their older children!
Although to be fair, when Lilyana got Searched at the age of 16, almost 17, the Searchdragons & their riders found her first at a Gather, before later coming across her older siblings, so they couldn’t really complain. Though there was a lot of good-natured ribbing between the siblings about it!
Lilyana accepted the offer of candidacy with delight (as did whichever of her siblings were lucky enough to get Searched as well), and subsequently left home after the Gather to live her new and interesting life at High Reaches Weyr as a Candidate. She was very excited about the dragons and the very real possibility of riding a dragon of her own one day. (If she ever aged out of her dragon candidacy, though, as extremely unlikely as that was currently, she would probably at least try Impressing a wher or two as a wher candidate!)
For about a Turn, Lilyana learned lots of different things, and Stood for a few clutches during her candidacy, being passed up by the resultant dragons each time. But she still managed to have faith that she would someday find her draconic partner, especially since she was not anywhere near actually aging out at this point.
UPDATES
- Early Fall, 2770: Impresses Brown Jomuroreth!! (The Vagrant’s Song Hatching)
