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Pevara of Garnet Ajahth

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Pevara of Garnet Ajahth

PEVARA

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BASICS

NAME: Pevara
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/Her/Hers
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual

BIRTHDATE: Early Spring 2738
AGE: 35 as of Early Spring 2773
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Rider
WING: Nocturne Wing

APPEARANCE
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Black
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'3", soft
PLAY-BY: Picrew by malachitinous
FULL APPEARANCE:
A little shorter than average, made of soft curves, and prone to wearing dresses finer than the occasion really calls for, Pevara doesn't always look the part of a rider. She's rarely without at least some jewelry outside of drills and Threadfall, and she takes a great deal of pride in her halo of extremely curly black hair. Pulled straight it reaches her waist, but curled it barely brushes past her shoulders, and she rarely restrains it when she's not flying. One could easily mistake her for a lady of the Blood, save that her clothing isn't quite fine enough, and her jewelry more often has polished glass or colored stones than actual gems.

Her skin is a dark, warm, walnut brown, and her large eyes are a slightly lighter chestnut shade. There's a dark mole on her right cheek, out of place on an otherwise freckle-less face.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
On first impression, Pevara is a social butterfly of a woman. She's cheerful and outgoing, striving to make friends with almost everyone she meets. Around men she often can be downright flirtatious, and she more than enjoys their company. Very much a morning person, she's frequently chipper to an excessive degree in the early hours of the day, and she has a bad habit of being intentionally and obnoxiously cheerful toward those who aren't morning people. She knows it's annoying, but she just enjoys doing it far too much.

She enjoys luxuries in life: fine clothing, jewelry, good wine, culinary delicacies. After all, she's a rider now, and she believes that entitles her to enjoying herself now and again. The fact that she has less access to nice things in Semaca isn't something she's particularly pleased about, and she's more than happy to support the pirates--whether or not they're actually reformed--in order to get what she wants. She hates klah, not even liking to be around the smell of it when she can help it.

Stubborn to a fault, Pevara hates admitting when she's wrong and will doggedly cling to a belief long past the point of reason. Trying to use logic to sway her is futile, because once she knows someone is trying to convince her of something she just digs her heels in even more, regardless of how irrational it is to do so. This is exemplified by her long-standing, absolute hatred of bronzeriders. She blames them for all of High Reaches' issues, as multiple Weyrleaders failed to rein in Golre's excesses; while Golre was a single aberration, bronzeriders repeatedly did nothing at all to stop her. She doesn't hold the dragons themselves at fault, but believes whole-heartedly that they tend to choose fundamentally flawed individuals. Ergo, no bronzerider can ever be trusted, because they were chosen by a bronze and this speaks volumes about their character.

HISTORY
FAMILY:
Mother, Aoinde of Green Kygnoth
Father, Gun'fi of Green Pawhath
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None
BIRTHPLACE: High Reaches Weyr
HISTORY:
For as long as she can remember, Pevara knew she was born to do one thing: to become a rider. Growing up in the creche, it was all she could talk about to just about anyone who would listen--that she was going to grow up to be a greenrider just like her parents. As she grew older, she started to become aware that things at High Reaches weren't as good as they could be for some riders, but she didn't care. She became a Candidate as soon as she turned fifteen, and never looked back.

It was then that she started to really understand what things were like for green and blue riders. The things a part of her knew her parents must have gone through, but it was far too late for her to really have second thoughts. She'd decided what she wanted to be, and nothing was going to change her mind. It was just what was meant to happen. She did, however, look for someone to blame for the things she was certain she had to look forward to; she blamed bronzeriders.

When she was least expecting it though, convinced that Golre was at the height of her power, the goldrider fell. For the first time in many Turns, Pevara had a choice in matters; she could choose to leave Candidacy, or leave High Reaches. The former wasn't remotely an option, despite everything that had happened over the past several Turns. The latter, however, had become attractive. Sure, things were changing, but there was no guarantee that they'd change for the better... and Telgar's Weyrleader rode a blue.

So she transferred to Telgar. She didn't have long left before she aged out, but it was still worth going. If she was going to end up Weyrfolk, maybe it would be better if she was somewhere else. Being in a new place was strange, but she slowly adjusted.

And then a very strange dragon hatched and looked straight up at her and, in a no-nonsense voice, told her she was hers. Ajahth wasn't always easy to get along with, and it took some time for Pevara to come to terms with the idea that one of the weird garnets had chosen her, but things stayed fairly stable once they graduated to the wings. The pair stayed out of trouble for the most part.

As the Turns went by though, a worry started to take root. Sure, the Weyrleader was a bluerider now, but there was always the possibility that might change. Pevara didn't want to live where a bronzerider was in charge. Reaching a decision took some time, but she eventually settled on Semaca. After all, with infrequent changes of power and no bronzes currently in office, it was unlikely to happen any time in the foreseeable future. It would do.
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AJAHTH

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NAME: Ajahth
BIRTHDATE Early Spring 2762
AGE: 11 as of Late Spring 2773

CLUTCHING
CLUTCHING: Yes (partho only)
RUNS/FLIGHTS: < 1

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: 42.5 ft
HEIGHT: 10.75 ft
WINGSPAN: 66 ft
COLOR: Garnet
HEX CODE: #9a5051
FULL APPEARANCE:
Slightly on the larger side of average and rather stocky in build, Ajahth is a dragon more than capable of using her size to her advantage. She looms when she wants to, at least over humans. She is significantly less bright in shade than many of her color. Her hide is a range from coral pinks on top to paler peach below. Running down her body from neck to the base of her tail are narrow, thread-like stripes in a dark brick red.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Ajahth is a rather intense dragon, always needing to do something purposeful. She's devoted to whatever causes she decides to pursue, and often tries to push her rider into doing the same, though the specific causes she champions change as often as the weather. Generally it's for the "greater good" in some capacity, though her ideas of right and wrong can sometimes be a little skewed. The few are never as important as the many, and she has no compunctions about risking others' safety in the name of what she thinks is good. She's snippy and short-tempered, and has little patience for those who stand between her and her goals.

Ajahth has an irrational hatred of men--regardless of species. Human, dragon, wher, she doesn't care; she hates them all and forsk anyone who tries to question her on her reasoning for it. She barely tolerates their presence in her wing, and that only because she really has no other choice. When she rises they're not tolerated at all. Any men her rider gets involved with are the target of her open scorn.

When not trying to push her rider to act, Ajahth has a great deal of sisterly affection for her. She does truly like her rider; even if others inevitably have some fault or other in her eyes, Pevara is near perfect.
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