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Clementine of Brown Yslath

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Clementine of Brown Yslath

CLEMENTINE
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BASICS

RETIRE INFO: Retire
NAME: Clementine
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/her/hers
ORIENTATION: Biromantic/sexual

BIRTHDATE: Summer 2753
AGE: 18 as of Summer 2771
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: Weyrling
WING: N/A

APPEARANCE
EYES: Grey-blue
HAIR: Blonde
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'9", slender
PLAY-BY: Virginia Gardner
FULL APPEARANCE:
At five foot nine, graceful Clementine has a dancer's build -- longer-than-proportionate legs with hyperextended knees. Much of this is hidden by a loose-clothing dressing style, though she aims to blend fashion and practicality as much as is possible.

She has an angular but not unattractive face, accentuated by the riot of platinum blonde hair that even in a side braid winds up springing tendrils free to whip around her face and then coil. Her eyes are a pale greyish-blue, settled on either side of a pointed nose dusted with freckles.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Clementine is a stereotype, and she knows it: the pretty blonde haired, not-quite-blue-eyed, daughter of a wealthy gentleman who likes fine things, is a bit of a snob, and prefers to avoid physical labor. And all of these things are true: she is pretty and knows it, she is careful with what she does with her body, she does hate hard work and prefers to be as spoiled as possible.

But ... does she?

Really, Clementine doesn't know herself outside the stereotype she was raised into, and she's trying to figure it out. Raised by Golre supporters, she is a traditionalist who hopes her Search into High Reaches can help restore the Weyr to its former glory -- but she doesn't entirely know what that former glory was, and so she is operating on what she's been told. Who she is is what she's been told to be, as well: she is pretty, she is valued because she is a relatively smart girl who speaks well and moves well, and her greatest goal in life is finding a husband.

Except that accepting Search is an honor, and no one in Clementine's family would refuse their dragons such an honor, and now Clementine isn't sure she actually wants a husband. She might actually want a dragon instead.

She is definitely stubborn; she can be haughty and arrogant. She does think she's better than a lot of people because she's been a happily kept oldest sibling and never worked a day's drudgery before candidacy. She carries herself like the snob she often is, but she can be nice under all that -- she just hasn't had much opportunity to stretch those muscles. Clem's not a completely bad person, she just doesn't have a lot of experience with any relationship with others besides people she's meant to look down upon -- they were all farm crew -- and her natural arrogance has no place in the Weyr. Certainly not in the Weyr she found herself at, one with no "real" goldriders, with no "sensibly" chosen leadership. So: outside, Clementine appears confident that she is The Best and Knows Best. But inside, that's fraying at the edges, and she's starting to realize that she is only seventeen, and she might not know everything about the world after all.

She's from a vinehold. Does she really know that the changes in Weyr administration and lack of metallic leadership is a bad thing? How would she know? She thinks she knows. But uncertainty nags at her there, and it nags at her in everything else, too: what makes her as good as she thinks she is? Is it just what her parents say, or does she deserve the pedestal she's put herself on?

HISTORY
FAMILY: parents & two younger brothers
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None
BIRTHPLACE: Family vineyard outside Tillek Hold
HISTORY:
Clementine is the first child -- and only daughter -- of a pair of wealthy Tillekian vintners. They own a fine vineyard about an hour outside the main Hold known as Syrah Winery, which is highly successful. As a result, Clem was raised in a sort of isolated and idyllic childhood brought from being wealthy and somewhat spoiled.

At five her mother gave birth to another baby, a boy; having a little brother may have marred the idyll slightly, but she got used to it. A second boy came three years after that.

She spent some time being trained about grapes and wines, but even more time learning to be a proper lady, as her father had hopes of marrying her to a minor Lord. The sort of thing most of her female friends were doing, too. Clementine never knew any other life than this, and was largely oblivious to the political tensions around her. Her parents supported Weyrwoman Golre, and were always very traditional, but the goings-on of the Weyr may as well have been on another planet to young Clementine. Everything she knew of how Weyrs worked came from what her parents told her -- importantly, though, one of the things imparted on the children even after Golre's reign ended (when Clem was only eight, and thus she really still didn't understand) was that accepting Search was an honor.

Odds were that they were expecting the boys to be the ones asked to Stand by riders on Search, though, and not Clementine.

It was her, though, at and only her and one of the apprentice vintners not in the family, of everyone chosen from the vineyard -- selected after Ista's Maktooth clutched at the Reaches. Despite her parents' mild horror, especially considering their lack of approval at High Reaches' current leadership, Clementine accepted (as did the apprentice boy).

In the time between that acceptance and the hatching of Maktooth's donated clutch, though, she found that candidacy did not suit her well. There was so much work going on, and it was damaging her manicure. She tried to get out of doing hard work whenever she could, but it was impossible to not in some ways become blended into being a team player -- the sense of closeness born of being a candidate could be difficult to avoid. And so for now, in part just to show everyone back home that she can, she remained a Candidate.
Last edited by Citrine on Wed Jan 06, 2021 1:53 pm, edited 4 times in total.
Fort
Healer's A'ryti of brown Maltiroth
Dusk Tikaya of blue Tisk
Twilight Iscah of blue Goumath
Candidate Harrowhark
High Reaches
Firestorm K'aer of bronze Remponath
Candidate Sietske
Moonshot Wingleader Alizette of green Ysanith
Raindance Dashiel of green Eiraeyth
Starfall Constanter of blue Whith
Weyrling Clementine of brown Yslath
Semaca
Nocturne Yasmin of garnet Tenjouth
Chopin Tavrie and brown Dromeath
Wherling Rion and white Risk

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Tarlmounia
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NAME: Tarlmounia
BIRTHDATE Winter 2760
AGE: 9 as of Summer 2770

APPEARANCE
COLOR: Green
FULL APPEARANCE:
Average in wingspan and average in height, Tarlmounia is long for a green -- not out-of-range long, but she's lengthy, and likes to sprawl as much as possible to show off that length. She's a deep dark green on most of her body, with brighter contrasting stripes on her wings and an underbelly of the same shade. She is missing one left hind talon.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Tarlmounia is a firelizard, but she thinks she's a cat.

Really, she spent a lot of time around barn felines as a baby, and Clementine pets her and fusses over her the way one might fuss over a feline, and she likes to sit in laps, and knock things off tables. Being around felines when she was young meant that she learned a lot of her mannerisms from them, and so if a feline would do it, Tarlmounia will too: be alternatively standoffish and cuddly, scream until she gets fed, paw at things to see what they do, spook and hide at nothing in particular.

She seems like she's dumb as a brick a lot of the time, but Clem has managed to train her to deliver messages so long as it's to people she's met before.
Last edited by Citrine on Sat May 30, 2020 1:29 pm, edited 1 time in total.
Fort
Healer's A'ryti of brown Maltiroth
Dusk Tikaya of blue Tisk
Twilight Iscah of blue Goumath
Candidate Harrowhark
High Reaches
Firestorm K'aer of bronze Remponath
Candidate Sietske
Moonshot Wingleader Alizette of green Ysanith
Raindance Dashiel of green Eiraeyth
Starfall Constanter of blue Whith
Weyrling Clementine of brown Yslath
Semaca
Nocturne Yasmin of garnet Tenjouth
Chopin Tavrie and brown Dromeath
Wherling Rion and white Risk

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YSLATH
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NAME: Yslath
BIRTHDATE Fall 2770
AGE: 1 as of Fall 2771

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: 50ft
HEIGHT: 12.5ft
WINGSPAN: 75ft
COLOR: Brown
HEX CODE: #5c1507
FULL APPEARANCE:
Yslath is a mountain of a brown, big and strong. Muscular from the day he hatches, he'll only get burlier over time. He is every bit as powerful and sturdy as he appears and will grow into a force to be reckoned with. Yslath's hide is a remarkably pale brown, almost the color of parchment, broken by stripes of a darker color on his forelegs. His hind leg, the tip of his tail and the backs of his wings also fade into a darker, truer brown. The same color rims his eyes, lending a hint of ominousness to his face.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Personality:
The titan stars above, Yslath is a behemoth. He has no grand ideals and no strange desires of the world. He is a force of nature itself, and how he revels in the storm and the flood. He is at odds with many others of his clutch, and he can be a bully - not that he might always realize it. Nature is nature, to him there is no difference between hunting a herdbeast and biting a human, they both simply happen. Such an attitude can be insufferable sometimes. He finds there is something about the world that he fits right into. He is not always a force of destruction as well, as he finds the spring, or a birth, to be quite serene and comforting.

To his rider, Yslath may be a difficult being. Teaching him to be, well, kind of normal is a challenge. He understands their worries, and their fears, but they may seem alien to him. However, they are grounding to him. Comfort in the wrath of nature, as it were. It may take a while for he and his rider to find their groove, but they will get there. He is a fine dragon, all things considered, and if one could get him to focus on Search, he would be quite talented.

Voice: Yslath's voice is deep, like the rumbling of a landslide.

Why me?: You said you trusted me.

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Fort
Healer's A'ryti of brown Maltiroth
Dusk Tikaya of blue Tisk
Twilight Iscah of blue Goumath
Candidate Harrowhark
High Reaches
Firestorm K'aer of bronze Remponath
Candidate Sietske
Moonshot Wingleader Alizette of green Ysanith
Raindance Dashiel of green Eiraeyth
Starfall Constanter of blue Whith
Weyrling Clementine of brown Yslath
Semaca
Nocturne Yasmin of garnet Tenjouth
Chopin Tavrie and brown Dromeath
Wherling Rion and white Risk

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