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Ilayria of Gold Astoth = 8B6508
Ph'in of Brown Jasderth = 603311
Yshan, Ruatha Runner Trainer

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Name: Ilayria
Rank: Sr. Weyrwoman
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Hetero
Wing: Gold Wing

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Appearance:
Ilayria is tall for a woman, standing close to six foot tall, with a figure that is both curvy and muscular. She is not some slim stick creature who would break if spoken to harshly but neither is she an overweight herd beast someone would want to slaughter. I wouldn’t call her overly curvaceous either, but you can definitely tell she is a woman and one who prides herself on being in shape. She is a classic beauty with high cheekbones set in a round face with large blue eyes and a cute nose. She has a very stubborn chin and kissable lips, especially when she smiles, because then you can see her dimples. She has very blonde hair that is a light strawberry blonde in the sunlight, cut short and close to her head to allow for her riding helmet. It makes her seem pixie-like and cute, except when she is angry, in which case she just looks beautifully angry.

She’s well muscled from sword practice, she’s accounted a good sword, the practice gives her a sort of grace to her walk. A walk that says do not mess with me, I will cut your head off. She’s also an incredible dancer which comes from her sword practice as well. You can usually find her in pants and tailored shirts in boots that give her a tiny bit of extra height. She rarely wears dresses and gowns deciding to go with the more traditional rider look, than the respectful Weyrwoman look. She is also the type of person whose personality can be seen in whatever she is wearing. If she’s angry she’ll be in dark reds and browns, if she’s happy light greens and blues.

Personality:
Ilayria is the daughter of a holder’s daughter and a dragonrider. So while she was brought up in the Weyr she tends to have the more conservative holder values. She is a friendly flirt, what girl isn’t, but she’s never really serious. Astoth would never let her get serious with any man except the rider of the dragon Astoth was attached to. Raised to be responsible and to take care of her responsibilities, she would do anything to get the Weyrleadership. Now that she is the Senior Weyrwoman she is trying hard to cut back on her flirting and increase her responsibilities.

Ilayria has never been a warmonger, but she isn’t afraid to fight when she must. She wants her dragon safe which is her biggest concern. Next to that she wants her dragon to be happy and then she’ll look to her own happiness. Ilayria is definitely a strong-willed woman, she’s not quiet, calm or a background person. She will tell you her opinions up front and in your face. Talking about someone behind their back is not her style. She believes in being completely honest about a person but she won’t hesitate to lie about a situation.

She has faults though, besides the above, she can be incredibly selfish at times, all about herself and you can go to between. Ilayria can have a rough tongue on her as well at times, especially when she is annoyed and upset with herself she can lash out at others. She’s not purposefully malicious but she will take advantage of a situation if it suits her. She’s intelligent and witty which can overwhelm some people who aren’t used to her brand of humor or anger. Entirely to serious by half, Ilayria needs someone to loosen her up. She really needs to fall in love but after her previous two flights she thinks that is impossible. Plus Astoth has never been happy with any single dragon for long and if Ilayria doesn’t listen to her dragon her life becomes one big mess.

History:
Ilayria’s mother was kidnapped from Ista Hold because her father took a fancy to her. The mother wasn’t against the idea, since she was going to be married to someone she didn’t like, and settled in happily at the Weyr. Within time Ilayria was born and the pair couldn’t have been happier. As a young child her actions were restricted to the Weyr since she was a prime candidate for kidnapping. Her father came from a long line of riders and most assumed Ilayria would Impress a dragon at some point in her life. As a matter of fact she was kidnapped when she was four, but the kidnapper was caught before he could clear the Northern Weyr. Since that time she always had one rider following her around for protections.

As she entered her teenage turns she began to chafe at the restrictions imposed on her by her father. She began hanging around with the Lower Cavern workers and candidates, using her looks to get the men to do things for her. Such things included her chores and other things that had long since been her responsibility. Her father was not happy when he found out. He threatened to send her to Ista where she would be quickly married and never allowed to Stand. That just drove her actions into hiding. With his death she shaped up though and began to fly right.

At seventeen she Impressed Astoth, the last gold egg that would be safely laid at Northern. She was a good Weyrwoman though she could be a bit temperamental. It got worse after her first flight, the man who won claimed he loved her and she believed him right up until she found him in bed with a pair of goldriders. Astoth had long since kicked his bronze out so Ilayria had only herself to blame. The second flight ended embarrassingly because her first flight’s winner came to win her back only to find himself in a fight with her second flight’s winner. Ilayria had them both removed from the Weyr and has since sworn off men. With Astoth happily mated to Brennanth, Ilayria is now finding it hard to trust B’oone who has been nothing but kind and sweet to her.

-Parents: T'rek and Silara, both deceased.
-Siblings: Ph'in, 28 Weyrlingmaster.

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Name: Astoth
Color: Gold
Appearance:
Astoth is a long lithe gold with a well proportioned body. She's a rich dark honey in color, an even shade all over with a few dark places under her jaws, around her eyes and across her stomach. Some claw marks mar her hide around her back legs from where she was caught and sliced by an enemy green but Astoth got the little bugger back by breaking her wing.

Personality: Astoth is a flirt and she'll be the first one to let you know it. She's also bloodthirsty and vicious and isn't scared to play one dragon off another. She is just as power hungry as her rider though she tends to hide better. Astoth does abuse her powers though, usually claiming the best spot on the heights for herself or chasing everyone from the grounds while she feeds.

History:
Astoth hatched near the middle of her Hatching, and managed to kill a girl and maim another before Ilayria got control of her. Even at Hatching she was a vicious creature but the Weyr thought it boded well for her offspring which would be superb fighters in the air. Ilayria was proud to Impress gold, it meant never being kidnapped again, though she was risking death.

She passed through her Weyrling training quickly and with ease since she had practically been raised from birth to it. Her first flight happened a bit early but yielded a great many fighting dragons, most of which were just as bloodthirsty as their dam. Astoth has the distinction of being one of the better gold breeders at Northern since her offspring all tend to be more aggressive than normal.
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Name: Yshan
Rank: Runner Trainer
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Hetero

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Appearance: Handsome would be the first word that springs to mind when Yshan comes into view. Tall, with broad shoulders, he has a figure that makes most girls swoon at his feet. Black hair worn longer than usually found among the working noble class, has a faint curl in it. His eyes are a pale molten gold with a deep black pupil that stand out in stark relief. These are the eyes of a hunter and make no mistake about it, Yshan is a hunter. A few pale white scars thread across his back from beatings as a child, and a few others decorate his hands from his fencing practices. A deep black goatee and mustache give him a rakish air and lend a certain charm to his looks.

Yshan can often be found in various shades of brown and black. His clothes are always impeccably tailored, he is one of the few men who is very vain about his appearance. He’s not obsessed about it, but if he has the means he prefers to be clean-shaven and well-dressed. Nothing wrong with that.

Personality:
Yshan was raised to be a dragonrider. The Honor Code of Riding was literally beaten into his hide as such he grew up trying to rebel against the harsher tenements of the Code. He is a rebel through and through, he doesn’t like anyone telling him what to do and he refuses to follow any orders of any type. He took banishment to the North over being married to a respectable young woman, simply because it was something his father wanted. Yshan will go out of his way to annoy his father.

Yshan tends to have his own code of honor, a code that has evolved over the Turns. Harm no one, have fun, and enjoy life. Those three things sum up his entire personality. A skilled swordsman, Yshan doesn’t fight in battle because he doesn’t care to be that backwards. He doesn’t have to prove anything by sticking a sharp object into another person. Have fun is what helped get him banished from the North. He couldn’t help but sleep with every girl who crossed his path or drain every wineskin he saw. That also falls under enjoying life.

In the two turns he has been in the north, he’s changed. He’s no longer as reckless and disrespectful as he once was, nor as fun-loving either. You could say he has the itch to finally settle down. Except he’s too finicky to actually get married, what woman would have him? What woman is woman enough to keep him? He needs a strong woman who can wrap him around her finger.

History:
The third son of a prosperous runner breeder, Yshan grew up training to be an avid rider of both runners and a dragon. As a child the Rider’s Code was beat into his hide so that he would never forget it, his father thought that would insure the boy would Impress. While they waited for a Search dragon, Yshan was allowed to have free rein in the runner stables as well as do as he pleased. Which amounted to sleeping around, drinking and rebelling against his father.

When he never successfully Searched, his father was furious and beat him unmercifully. Yshan was twenty-two at the time. When he healed from the beating, his father told him he was getting married. Yshan refused the marriage and his father had him banished from the Hold, then went to Lidal’s Lord Holder and had him banish Yshan from the Southern Continent. To spite his father Yshan boarded a boat for Ista and never looked back.

In the North he did odd jobs until he managed to win a young runner colt in a game of cards. He trained the runner and even began to win a few races with the colt. Those races gave him enough in winnings to bring get him to Ruatha where he got a job in the stable. He still races the runner when he can which is one of his sole incomes. He’s eased off his sleeping around and drinking, trying to conserve what few tradable items he has. He hopes to get a few runner mares and bred his own string.

-Parents: Holder Dallac, Gerio
-Siblings: Heir Dallo, Frantin, Harria and Lisia
-Firelizards: Brown Grub

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Name: Ph’in
Rank: Northern Weyrlingmaster
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Hetero
Wing: No Wing

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Appearance: Ph’in easily tops six foot six inches and could have been a Smith had he wanted. Wide shoulders, musculature that Master Smiths cried over and a physical bearing that made women throw themselves at him, or they would have except for his face. He had Ilayria’s large blue eyes and strawberry blonde hair but that was where all resemblance ended. Ph’in should have been handsome, he had all the genetic markers and if his sister was any indication, he should have been a woman slayer. Fate was not kind to the man though, as a child he had caught himself between a gold wher and her clutch and had been mauled nearly to death. Scars from her teeth and claws covered his face, throat and upper chest. It came him a fearsome appearance for those not used to it. When he frowned, well many people often turned away before they could see his frowns. Women rarely go near him afraid his face is a symptom of some sickness that will affect them.

Personality: Never had a man been more prepared to be a Weyrlingmaster. Ph’in had all the qualities a person would want in a Weyrlingmaster. Calm, authoritative, knowledgeable, intelligent, fair and without prejudice. He’s never been one to overreact to anything even when he was mauled he was stoic about the pain. He is the man you want to go when there is a problem since he’ll obviously have a solution for you.

Authoritative, no one is going to question Ph’in. No one would try to question a man his height with his face, it’s like inviting death to kill you. Knowledgeable he was always after some bit of knowledge or other, always had his nose in the records looking for some way to improve himself as a rider. Highly intelligent it would take a smarter person to outwit Ph’in, who has travelled all over Pern and knows a lot more than he tends to let on. He tries his best to listen to both sides of a story and will always judge fairly, or judge fairly as he sees it. He has no prejudices, everyone is treated the same in his eyes, from his sister the Senior Weyrwoman to the Weyrleader to the drudge who cleans his weyr.

But Ph’in has a dark side. He can be abrasive and coarse, especially to women. He doesn’t exactly hate women but at this point in his life women are only good for two things: sex and doing his laundry. He’s been hurt by every woman in his life, but Ilayria, and doesn’t like any of them any more than he has to. He can be belligerent in his drink and he doesn’t particularly care for kids but for the most part he’s a good man. Loyal to his dragon, Weyr and friends.

Ph’in thinks the war has a purpose though he doesn’t want to destroy Southern Weyr. He thinks the Weyr needs help in throwing off their Southern Overholder. Since he will not fight Southern Forces, as a conscientious objector, he was relegated to watch duty. Now though he has been promoted to Weyrlingmaster.

History:
He was born nine months after his mother was kidnapped from Ista by his father and it didn’t surprise anyone. As a child he was serious and very introverted, though at a young age girls followed him around constantly. On a trading trip to Telgar when he was eight, he got too close to a Wher’s nest and was attacked. She mauled his face, neck and upper torso and almost killed him. It was too dangerous to take him between so he wound up staying at Telgar. When he healed he was taken back to the Weyr but no one would have anything to do with him. His father, worried for his son’s sanity, sent him to Benden to see what they could do with him.

He was ten turns old when he arrived at Benden, incredibly shy and indrawn. One Master took pity on him and began to have him carry things about. Eventually he broke through Phinal’s exterior and started him playing music. He couldn’t really sing but he could play well-enough and was a valuable researcher as he liked to look through the records. He attained his Apprentice knots at sixteen, he had started earlier than his fellows, and went on to get his Journeyman knots at twenty. For the next four turns he traveled Pern, both North and South.

He has studied Southern culture intensively but cannot talk them into throwing out Lidal. So he came back North to see his Sister Impress Astoth. Two Turns ago he was writing a song about his sister during a Hatching when a large brown dragonet stumbled from an egg shell and Impressed him. As a weyrling he studied night and day, becoming his wing’s Wingleader. If it had been written about Weyrling training he had read it and probably improved on it. When the old Weyrlingmaster had retired it only made sense for him to be promoted to the place.

-Parents: T'rek and Silara, both deceased.
-Siblings: Senior Weyrwoman Ilayria, 24.


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Name: Jasderth
Color: Brown
Appearance: Jasderth is a large chocolaty brown who is quite as large as a small bronze. Very young he still has a gangliness to him when he moves, like his limbs are in a hurry and his body is not. He still has some bulking up to do but once done he’ll have a frame that would make any dragon envious.
Personality: Jasderth is convinced he is always right, which is a lot like his rider. He rarely concedes any points, even to his rider, and never asks permission. He is as full of authority as his rider and he’s not afraid to challenge an older dragon. Secretly he wishes Ph’in would let him fight but he understands Ph’in reluctance to fight.
History: Jasderth came stumbling out of his shell and literally fell right into Ph’in’s lap where he was sitting. By the time the two beins got sorted out, the brown had Impressed his rider. Ph’in had thought he was too old to Impress had never given a thought to it but when Jasderth had looked at him, he was gone.
As Weyrlings they were top of their class, always studying or practicing something. Ph’in was made his class’s Wingleader and it was the most successful class to date. He spent his turn on wing duty and hated every minute of patrols and errands. He graduated top of his class as well, though he nearly failed his exam because he wouldn’t order Jasderth to attack a tiny green.

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