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V'ia of White Garaseth

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V'ia of White Garaseth

Vialinsa
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BASICS

NAME: Vialinsa, often Via for short.
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: she/her
ORIENTATION: Pansexual

BIRTHDATE: Early Spring 2753
AGE: 21 as of Late Summer 2774
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Candidate
WING: N/A

APPEARANCE
EYES: Green
HAIR: Brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6'2", lanky
PLAY-BY: Picrew by Baydews
FULL APPEARANCE: Via is tall, with an athletic build; standing at 6'2". She tends to wear comfortable-fitting clothes, in darker colours. Her skin is pale, and her hair is a medium brown, kept long and straight, roughly reaching her waist. She has wide, olive-greenish eyes, and a scar across her top lip. She is very expressive, often seen with a smile.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Via is full of positivity and optimism; she seems to be constantly full of energy, no matter what, she is an absolute ray of sunshine. She has a strong will, and will take on any task, not afraid to get her hands dirty - she is also hard-working and resilient. In fact, she has a tendency to try to fight away her problems, resorting to rough and tumble before reason. Though she is feisty and brave, she is also very, very reckless, and rarely considers the consequences of her actions - as well as this, she ignores or fails to recognise her own personal limits, a lot of the time. Very rarely does she take anything seriously, and though this means she will always see the fun side of life, it means that she often doesn't understand the gravity of certain situations. She is somewhat immature, even though she is still fairly young, she doesn't really want to 'grow up' - there's nothing she dislikes more than boredom, to her, every minute of every day is a time to be up, and active!

She is charismatic, she wants to be friends with everyone and everything, being very extroverted. However, her intelligence and wisdom are both lacking - she simply isn't bright at all. That said, she possesses a high level of curiosity, she wants to see everything, touch everything, and love everything. Despite her lack of intelligence, she tries hard - she knows what it takes to be a candidate, and to be a rider, and she tries as hard as she can, taking on whatever task is asked of her. Though she is honest, and loyal to her friends - which, in her opinion, is anyone and everyone - she has no concept of subtlety, and cannot keep a secret. She is loud, bouncy, and often fails to consider others' personal space, or that some people might prefer a quieter environment; she can also be very clumsy, but brushes off minor setbacks like they're nothing. Her motivation is high, and she'll do whatever it takes to get what she needs.

HISTORY
FAMILY:
Mother - Vialena
Father - Kinsar
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
BIRTHPLACE: A cothold under Ista Weyr
HISTORY:
Vialinsa was born in a cothold beholden to Ista Weyr, her parents both workers on the hold, nothing out of the ordinary; they split their time fairly between looking after and caring for their daughter, and working to keep the hold steady. Via was always an excitable child, growing up, she gained a lot of friends on the hold... and she tried to fight all of them. Not in a way to bully or purposely hurt, but because her idea of fun was always rough and tumble, keeping up and active. This did land her in trouble quite a bit, with other kids' parents, but that rarely stopped her from being full of joy and excitement at any given opportunity. However, as the years went by and she started to grow up, she felt life on the hold was getting stagnant. The other kids didn't want to 'play' anymore once she'd gotten to a certain age. She absolutely detested the idea of being bored, and needed more.

When she was fifteen, and had calmed down... very slightly from when she was a child, still being the energetic rough-houser she always was, but to a controlled enough degree that she understood a very basic concept of 'there's a time and a place for it', she was searched - much to her own surprise. She was reckless, and not incredibly bright, but potential was seen within her. The chance to do hard work, the chance to be active and live a life a little more vibrant than what the cothold gave her, inspired her greatly. She moved to the Weyr and became a candidate, instantly struggling with memorising information, but, she tried hard, she desperately wanted that chance at becoming a rider - or, once she'd turned seventeen, a wher became a possibility. Either way, the concept of becoming a rider and flying a dragon and fighting Thread and all that stuff was way more fun than the future cothold life had in store. She had no problems with chores, no matter how dirty or tedious the task was, she would take on anything they asked of her, with full enthusiasm.

However, three turns had passed since she was Searched, and yet, nothing had impressed to her. She wondered if she'd have a better chance at a different Weyr; and there was one option that stood out to her as particularly interesting. Semaca Weyr was far different to any other standard Weyr, and the prospects of this place inspired her, the thrill of the environment, the structure, everything about it felt like it was completely tailored to her. And thus, she transferred at eighteen, settling down at this new Weyr. What she learned in lessons so far is that this place is dangerous, and that only made her more and more determined to impress and make a life here. She hadn't quite decided exactly what she wants to do once she impresses - however, she'd heard about the various spotty attacks going on around and outside of the Weyr; she knew, that with a dragon or wher, she could definitely do something to help deal with that.
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GARASETH
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BASICS

NAME: Garaseth
BIRTHDATE Early Winter 2773
AGE: Newborn as of Early Winter 2773

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: 27.5 ft
HEIGHT: 7 ft
WINGSPAN: 41.25 ft
COLOR: White
HEX CODE: #636B6D
FULL APPEARANCE:
Garaseth just seems... old, somehow. Worn and faded. His hide, rather than being smooth, is loose and leathery, hanging in wrinkles like a bedsheet so stretched it's grown a bit too big for the bed it's on. Even the color of his hide seems like it's rubbed off a bit on the edges. It's mostly a medium-dark gray, but on the tip of his snout and the trailing edges of his wings it seems to have faded to lighter, silvery color.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
An old man even from birth, Garaseth just seems a little worn at all times. He's prone to talking about lost loves, even if there aren't any he can remember, and he has a bit of a fascination with the good old days, though he's not really entirely certain when or what those are either. He acts as though the world has just beaten him down a bit, referring often to his bad luck, and is quite the pessimist; he's always convinced that everything has gone poorly before and will once again, regardless of the truth of the matter.

When he's not busy assuming nothing will work, he's actually a good problem solver. He has decent insight into how things can be set right, and he seems to enjoy puzzling things out. He has a love for all things mechanical, and enjoys watching how different things are put together. He can chat for hours with any Smiths he comes across—the real trouble is getting away from him.

He has a bad habit of doing things for people that have a lot of strings attached. Well, since he's lending you some help with moving that log, of course it won't be that much trouble to share that herdbeast with him? He's such a little dragon, after all. And, well, surely it's not too much to ask that he be given some of that fancy oil.

Why me?: Look, he is smarter than her. Good luck dragging this old sack of bones into activity, Via.

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