V'RELL
Art by KaiserFlames
"I survived. But all the things worth living for are gone."
BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Retire. Adopt future bonded
NAME: Born Avorella, goes by Rel, honorific V'rell
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/her/hers
ORIENTATION: At least likes men. Hard to say for sure beyond that as she hasn't had many chances to explore.
BIRTHDATE: Early summer 2737
AGE: 30 as of 2767
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Greenrider
WING: Requiem
APPEARANCE
EYES: Blue-green
HAIR: Dark
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'3, sturdy and muscular after a turn of decent food at Ista Hold
FULL APPEARANCE: Rel looks worn-out. Her tan skin is rough and a little wrinkled before its time from her turns at sea. Hard work and a slightly better diet in recent turns have left her stocky and muscular. Her black hair is thin and frizzy and her hands are covered in scars. Her nose is large and hooked. Her mouth small and usually pursed. Her teeth crooked. Anyone looking for beauty in her will find little. Except her eyes. Her eyes are a clear, brilliant turquoise, as bright as the sea she once made her home
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Rel makes no apologies for who and what she is. She's a fishwife, like any other, born and bred to fill a necessary place on Pern. She'd describe herself as practical and down-to-earth, her dreams left behind in girlhood as they should be. She does what needs to be done without worrying over the niceties of it.
Rel is fully capable of looking after herself. She's rarely offered coddling, doesn't want it and doesn't need it. She might not be able to read or write, but she can sail a boat, gut a fish and sew a dress. Which is all she needs. She's not the best at working with others, preferring to take care of everything herself. She can be a bit brusque and unsympathetic but she means well, generally.
For all Rel calls herself practical (and is), she still has some poetry left in her soul. She loves the sea, with its moods and its beauty, and misses deeply the son who carried a piece of her heart with him into her final sleep. She's knows it's foolish to mourn so deeply, sailors and children die every day, but the mourning is all she will ever have of them. For the rest of her life.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Mother: Ava
Father: Orellda
Siblings (from oldest to youngest: Avell (M+5), Orva (M+4), Avada (F+2), Avorella, Orella (F-3), Arda (M-5)
Son: Trevel, deceased
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Trev, deceased
BIRTHPLACE: A cothold by Ista
History:
Avorella was born into a small cothold by the sea, the fourth child and second daughter of a sailor couple, given a ridiculously grandiose name for one such as her. For as long as she can remember, she's been simply Rel.
She grew up as most seaholder women do, learning to cook and clean and make the clothes and keep the house. But occasionally, her father would take her to sea in their small boat. He taught her how to catch the wind and lower the nets. How to read a storm in the coming clouds. How to navigate by sun and moons and stars. Rel loved it from the first day she stepped on the deck.
But she grew up, as all girls do, and at 19 was married off, to a sailor already 40 turns old. He was gruff and impatient. She didn't love him and he didn't love her. But they made do and were happy enough. She no longer went to the sea, being too busy with the duties of a wife. In time, she bore him a son. Trevel.
And then one day, Trev didn't return, lost to a storm. Rel was devastated but determined to survive, for the sake of the then 2 turns old Trevel. She renovated an old boat. Hung it with nets. And got fishing. She wouldn't be a burden on her family, on anyone.
It was hard, doing the work of mother and father both, and there were lean times aplenty, but they survived. Until the fever struck. It was a summer fever, usually a harmless enough thing, but when Trevel took ill, he didn't recover. Rel's hold was too distant to be frequented by Healers so she had nothing but old seawife remedies she tried, one after the other, until he died. Her little boy. Not quite seven turns old. She gave him to the sea.
She couldn't stay any longer. She had no one and nothing left to live for and every street was haunted by memories. So she sold her boat and left, for Ista Hold, where she took a post as a drudge. It wasn't glamorous work but she'd survive. It was what she did.
UPDATES
- Early Autumn 2765- V'rell is Searched by Semaca weyr
- Late Winter 2765- V'rell transfers to High Reaches for Terminath's maiden clutch where she Impresses Peridoth.
- Spring 2767- V'rell returns with Peridoth to Semaca after they graduate weyrlinghood.
