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Firn of white Ziath

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Firn of white Ziath

FIRN
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BASICS

RETIRE INFO: Adopt
NAME: Firn
GENDER: female
PRONOUNS: she/her/hers
ORIENTATION: Ambiguous

BIRTHDATE: Winter, 2737
AGE: 30, 2767
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Dragonrider
WING: Minuet

APPEARANCE
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Black
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'7", sturdy
PLAY-BY: Doona Bae
FULL APPEARANCE: There is something about clothing that strips Firn of her power. When dressed, she seems small and inconsequential, but when you take all of those shirts and trousers (and rarely skirts or dresses) away... She is strong. Her body is compact and well muscled. She's heavier than she appears, and sinks more than swims. Maybe if she wore clothing cut more closely to her body it would be different, but Firn prefers loose clothing to allow for more freedom of movement - and breath-ability in the south is important.

She wears her hair just above the shoulders, and in a shaggy fringe above her eyes. Her eyes are a dark brown that are nearly black in low light, their warm color only really showing through in direct sunlight. Her face in round, her mouth a small bow, and her nose gently crooked and small.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Firn is a reserved person. She often has difficulty bridging that first gap. She spent a lot of time alone as a child, seeing to solitary tasks, or her mind wandering while she hid from her mother's wrath. New people make her nervous, often leaving her unsure of how to react to them - fearful of some innocuous habit of hers setting them off. It isn't a fear of harm, but a heightened anxiety to a repetition of the past. Firn knows most can't or won't hurt her. Not really. Not physically. However, once that bond is forged? There is no breaking it. It bends, it shapes and molds, but there isn't a brittle seam in the whole thing.

Firn is the type of friend who will hold your hand through anything. She is also painfully honest. She is not brutal in her delivery, and does not take truth as a right to harm - there is no marching about beating people with the club of 'truth'. But Firn does not lie. If questioned, she is truthful to a fault. She hides nothing (except the secrets of friends, for those are sacred). She is not ashamed to share her stories. They are honest and insightful, just like Firn herself. She also loves a good joke, even if she is terrible at telling them herself. She doesn't even try.

HISTORY
FAMILY: Father | Firnad Mother | Lansla Brother | Lansir Sister | Fanla
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: (optional)
BIRTHPLACE: Ista Hold
HISTORY: TW: dysfunctional family dynamics of all sorts

It would be nice to imagine that Firn was raised by a loving father and an evil step-mother. However, that would be a fairy-tale, and such things are made of fancy - also Pern has no fairies. Instead Firn had a loving, if aloof father, and a horrible mother. Lansla claimed no part of Firn. Firn should have been son, and when she proved not to be, Lansla could not stand the sight of the child. Lansir followed shortly after, and is clearly the favored child, even now. Their mother's perfect son. And Fanla is accepted since she waited her turn, as is proper.

Her early life was hard and horrible. Her mother found fault with everything Firn did - be it right or wrong. Lansla seemed to hold all her anger inside, filling up buckets and buckets of outrage and fire, only to release upon Firn and Firn only. All others felt the gentle touch of her corrections or disagreements. But for Firn, there was no softness in her mother. And her father, kind as he was, failed to protect her from his wife's raging.

She learned to fish early. Grew fast, strong and sturdy hauling lines. She was nimble, quick, and very, very good at staying out of the way. She learned her harper tales on fishing boats, and her numbers counting fish. She could read charts before words, and haul a line as well as any boy twice her age. She came late to the Weyr. Twenty already, not much time to Stand before she aged out. She'd always been shipbound when the dragons came. Or frightened away from their magnificence by her mother. Lansla was certain Lansir would be Searched and ride a bronze. The next Weyrleader for her son. Or Lord Holder of the main Hold. That was her dream. But it was Firn the dragons took. Lansla fuming as Firns slipped a rope roughed hand into the bluerider's.

Yes. Firn came late to the Weyr. But she wasn't left Standing long. Ziath found her just a Turn later, her wet hide gleaming bright and white beneath a storming sky. They'd both been born to lightning and rain, Ziath and Firn. As weyrlings, they watched the first Thread of the Pass fall. They'd barely graduated when their Weyrwoman was sent to Fort to assist. And then the world went mad. But that madness seemed far away from them. Firn and Ziath had Thread to flame after nearly two turns are grueling lessons. Ista was an island removed, and so was Firn and Ziath's life. The chaos of the mainland only casting small ripples across the small pond of their life.

When Semaca was opened to the public, Firn thought, why not? She'd hardly left Ista but to fight Thread. Sometimes she still glanced her mother from a distance. Felt her cold hard stare at her back. Saw her father, who was grey now and losing his teeth, still as kind as always, and just as ineffectual. So to Semaca they went, where the jungles sprawled onto the dessert and everything was so different from anything she'd ever known before. So, so far from home.

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FORT WEYR
Monty of Sinanjuth | Rozen Midnight Wing
E'han of Quebeleth | Eeta Twilight Wing
Sarja of Quantath | Blue Daylight Wing
Haman of Gazath Daylight Wing
Bayard of Raidoth | Small One Daylight Wing
Oleander of Saraneth Aurora Wing
JM Smith Kuni of Ekunisk & Ekusk | Pitch Dawn Squad
Candidate Mercy
HIGH REACHES WEYR
Jasph of Yorth | TukiHat Radiance Wing
Taegan of Recksith Radiance Wing
K'ai of Vaseeth Starfall Wing
V'les of Ebyth Healers Wingleader
Lalah of Magsith Sunburst Squad
Thursday of Thursk Sunburst Squad Second
Ravi of Ravisk | Girlie Windsong Squad
Keir of Kesk Windsong Squad
Tholli of Edwyth Nightwing Weyrlings
Peony Candidate
SEMACA
Illyasviel of Wrednoth | StripePavane Squad
Firn of Ziath | Indi Minuet Wing
Cola of Ambraliath Nocturne Wing
Errol of Errosk Mazurka Squad
Candidate Michiru
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ZIATH
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NAME: Ziath
BIRTHDATE Deep winter, 2758
AGE: 9 as of 2767

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: 25 ft
HEIGHT: 6.25 ft
WINGSPAN: 40 ft
COLOR: White
HEX CODE: #BFCFCF
FULL APPEARANCE: Ziath is a soft white all over, with darker points at forepaws and headknobs. Her wings are a grey that is almost green - and they look very much like they never dried after her hatching. A dark pattern flows down her wingsails, like rainfall or oil slick. This effect is only doubled when she is freshly bathed or oiled. You'd almost expect her to drip. She is on the smaller end of whites, but her wingspan is enormous. Ziath was meant for fast flying. Her body is narrow and agile, and her wingspan allows her to glide for longer spans of time than she might have otherwise been able.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Much like Firn, Ziath is slow to connect with others, though their reasons are different. Ziath does not trust another simply because they are present. Not even other dragons are trusted intellectually. Ziath is too canny to fall into that trap, and too confident to be afraid. But she remembers the confusion she felt through her link with Firn. Confusion and sometimes hurt, caused by others. And Ziath does not want to see that happen again, not to herself or Firn.

To Firn, Ziath is fiercely loyal, and violently protective. Within her is a living flame. Firn often wonders if Ziath really needs firestone to create flame. This fire does not just produce anger or protectiveness but joy. A joy of flight and flame and life! A call to the wilds of the world. To see beyond the clouds and the distant horizon. Ziath's voice is soft and feminine, with a a rough, melodic quality.

Inspiration: Zia's Theme
FORT WEYR
Monty of Sinanjuth | Rozen Midnight Wing
E'han of Quebeleth | Eeta Twilight Wing
Sarja of Quantath | Blue Daylight Wing
Haman of Gazath Daylight Wing
Bayard of Raidoth | Small One Daylight Wing
Oleander of Saraneth Aurora Wing
JM Smith Kuni of Ekunisk & Ekusk | Pitch Dawn Squad
Candidate Mercy
HIGH REACHES WEYR
Jasph of Yorth | TukiHat Radiance Wing
Taegan of Recksith Radiance Wing
K'ai of Vaseeth Starfall Wing
V'les of Ebyth Healers Wingleader
Lalah of Magsith Sunburst Squad
Thursday of Thursk Sunburst Squad Second
Ravi of Ravisk | Girlie Windsong Squad
Keir of Kesk Windsong Squad
Tholli of Edwyth Nightwing Weyrlings
Peony Candidate
SEMACA
Illyasviel of Wrednoth | StripePavane Squad
Firn of Ziath | Indi Minuet Wing
Cola of Ambraliath Nocturne Wing
Errol of Errosk Mazurka Squad
Candidate Michiru
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