"We can work together, as long as you keep up with me!"
BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Adopt
NAME: Rinkah
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/Her/Hers
ORIENTATION: Presumed heterosexual, hasn't thought about it extensively
BIRTHDATE: Early Spring 2740
AGE: 36 as of Early Spring 2776
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Wherhandler
WING: Requiem Squad
APPEARANCE
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Dirty blond, kept in a messy ponytail.
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5' 8", muscular and fit.
PLAY-BY: Rinkah (Fire Emblem Fates)
FULL APPEARANCE:
Rinkah is a tough looking lady. She has deep brown, watchful eyes framed by long lashes. Her hair falls past her shoulders when down, but she almost always has it up in a messy ponytail. The different lengths make it stick out crazily at the top, where it's not weighed down by length. Her skin is a warm tan, and it gets darker with increased exposure to the sun. Her face is usually serious, a perpetual downturn at the corners of her mouth that make her look a lot more stern and grumpy than she actually is. Her body is all packed muscle, from her shoulders to her arms to her abdomen and her legs. She's very well rounded, and capable of a lot of heavy lifting.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Rinkah is a warrior through and through. She is courageous and determined. never once letting herself fall into complacency. Her expectations of herself are high, and while she isn't scare of a challenge, she won't beat herself up if she's not good at everything. As long as her own ability doesn't suffer by extension, it's simply something she isn't going to pursue. Rin'kah has a tendency to lash out at people, especially those she thinks of as cowards. She has no patience for them. Rin'kah also has a bad habit of isolating herself, finding large crowds of people not to her liking. She's opened up a little as she's aged, but she still would choose solitude over anything. By extension, this has left her a little lonely and not very good at expression her emotions properly.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Immaril (Adoptive Father)
Unnamed Mother (Desceased)
Hayato (Adoptive Younger Brother)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
BIRTHPLACE: Telgar Weyr
HISTORY:
Rinkah was born to parents she never met. She was taken to the Creche long before she had the capability of remembering them. While the Creche were her caretakers, she latched onto one man in particular when she was six turns old. Immaril, who had a son a few turns younger than herself. She admired the man greatly, his strength, his kindness, his willingness to take her in along with his own son. Throughout her young life, she was encouraged to be strong and firm. She grew up honing her strength, and wanted nothing more than to further it.
Her brother, Hayato, quickly made a name for himself as a coward. Rinkah despised the weakness he allowed in himself, and they didn't get along well by the time they were in their teen turns. They fought extensively over her perceived notion of his cowardice, and they had a falling out. By seventeen, she was of age to stand for whers. Her fall out with her brother drove her to it, along with her desire for strength. She knew buying an egg was an option, but it felt like a cop out to her. She had turns to wait, but when she was 25, she impressed a brown wher. He was everything she had dreamed of in size and strength, even if his personality was....lacking in her eyes. Once they were old enough, she transferred from Telgar to Semaca. She did this not only to get away from her brother, but for the simple fact that Telgar was too forsking cold for her liking. Semaca wasn't an easy home by any stretch of the imagination, but the challenge it presented her was what excited her.
Arriving at the small weyr at 27, she decided to make the most of it. She found her place in the Requiem Squad. Kahsk had no qualms with hunting spotties, and it provided her a thrill she hadn't known at Telgar. Her three turns there were rather eventful, through leadership transitions and the introduction of pirates to the flood that very nearly destroyed the fledgling weyr. She didn't trust them at all, but she reserved those judgement. No need to stir up trouble for no reason when things were peaceful for so long at Semaca. Her only concern now was the spotties. Or rather, how quiet they had been. She didn't think the peace they had found would last for long.
