BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Retire
NAME: Tholli
GENDER: female
PRONOUNS: she/her/hers
ORIENTATION: tbd
BIRTHDATE: Spring, 2753
AGE: 17 as of 2770
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: Weyrling
WING: n/a
APPEARANCE
EYES: Pale blue
HAIR: Blonde, long
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'8", scrawny
PLAY-BY: Gemma Ward
FULL APPEARANCE: Washed out and watery. Pale blue eyes and pale blonde hair. Fair skin that is quick to go pink in the sun but not often to freckle. Round face, round ears, round nose, round eyes. Tholli is decidedly soft in appearance. Long thin arms, long thin legs, and a long thin torso. There isn't much to recommend her. Surely the next stiff breeze will blow her away like dandelion fluff.
She hasn't flown away yet. Well used to her body, her sharp elbows aren't awkward, but almost graceful. Tholli knows she looks better in trousers and vests than skirts and blouses. Hair worn mostly up to keep it out of the way, or the cooking. Smile stark contrast the unassuming rest of her. Its excited. Impassioned. And free roaming.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Tholli so very much wants to please. She isn't the greatest at many things. Her cooking is mediocre. Her story telling riddled with pauses and confused words. She has trouble carrying in buckets of, well, anything, and burns easily in the sun. But she tries, gamely and sweat drenched.
Her singing voice is high and sweet. Birdlike, almost, and a little wistful. She knows every dragon song by heart and sings them even when there is no one to listen. Tholli, you see, loves dragons. A love that has turned obsession and persistence. So much so she has uprooted her whole life in the pursuit of dragons. Not even just one. One would be best, her own, Impressed and everything, but dragons in general are just fine too.
As such, she's become overzealous. So willing to help she is in the way. Intruding in places that are not meant for her. She is sure its fine if she scrubs your dragon for you! Please, let her clean the weyr and sweep the sleeping hollow! She stumbles under the weight of firestone stacks just for closeness. Too often staring rather than paying attention.
Sometimes its like she has forgotten other people exist. It is just Tholli and the dragons. Until they are there, in her face. Reminding her that there are people. Angry, sad, happy people. And that relationships can happen with people too. Not just dragons.
HISTORY
FAMILY: Thollis (father). Morena (mother). Morris (brother).
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: D:
BIRTHPLACE: Minor hold under High Reaches
HISTORY: They probably shouldn't have taught her with the other children. Her mother had always claimed it was nonsense and pointless. They didn't need to know everything to know their duty. Skills were more important anyway. But learn she did from the harper like all the other children.
Learned and found planted in her heart a seed. It was dragon shaped and bloomed in her dreams. Tholli thought about them all the time. Daydreams as she did her work. Turning the spit to the beat of wings. Singing songs while chopping tubers. Drawing them in the dirt when she fed the beasts.
She was quick to run off when they flew over head. Chasing them as far as she could before they were too far away on the horizon or disappeared into that secret place only dragons could go. She listened behind shutters when Thread fell to see if she could hear their flames.
Tholli never saw one up close. She was a drudge's daughter. A girl of no trade set to do whatever work her mother wanted done. There would be no gathers or search riders for her. So Tholli decided to change her own fate. Wrapping her few, sparse possessions up in a clothe sack and heading out on her own two feet. It was only a two day walk to the Weyr and there wasn't supposed to be Threadfall during that time.
She was hungry and wind burnt by the time she arrived. Smile cheerful despite the road dust coating her from boot tip to hair root. She promised to work hard for a chance. She wasn't even asking to be a candidate. Just to do work for the Weyr. For the dragons. She spent half a turn as no more than another kind of drudge before daring to ask about proper candidacy.
It seemed the best time for it, what with eggs just appearing out of no place to be Impressed to. Tholli didn't quite understand the politics surrounding it, or how deep the repercussions might go with the Weyrs severing friendship. She just knew there were now more chances than ever.
UPDATES
- Summer, 2770: Tholli breaks the rules during the Touching for the Herald of the Rites clutch and is assigned latrine duty for the remainder of her candidacy.
- Early Fall, 2770: Tholli Impresses brown Edwyth. He is the first to hatch of the clutch from the Hopeless Drifter egg.
