Post by Katlyn on Nov 15, 2010 18:30:07 GMT -5
Last Updated - 15Nov2010
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Birthplace: Fort Weyr
Family: Father - Kadon (49, whereabouts unknown),
Mother - Lynthia (47, whereabouts also unknown);
Weyrmate - D'verado of Brown Outlath (27, Igen Weyr)
Kids - Adolynn (3, Igen)
Appearance: Katlyn is a short girl, standing at around 5'1". Despite that, she is well built and athletic looking. Her mid-back length, glossy hair is a pure black with a slight amount of a dark midnight blue and brown hue to it in extreme sun. Her eyes are brown and normally playful. Her skin is a tan color. She prefers to wear full breeches and a loose tunic over a tighter shirt. The breeches are normally brown, the tunic an earth green and the shirt a white. On normal days, her hair will be pulled back with a simple black ribbon off her neck.
For gathers, Katlyn tends to get...well, she stays as colorful as she is on a normal day. Her dress, for she never wears a full gown, is normally a golden brown with some sort of dark green embroidery at the cuffs of the sleeves, the color, and the foot of the skirt. She normally wears a darker brown set of slippers to go with the outfit. Her long, black hair will normally be tied back in a braid with dark green and gold ribbons strung through and a brown ribbon to tie off.
A recent accident has caused new features to appear. She has scars ranging from the middle of her chest to the back of her left arm, all across her back, and four pit mark like scars on the lower half of her right leg right about her ankle.
Personality: She normally does know when to keep her mouth shut, but that doesn't always apply. She's been known to talk at times so much that it would drive anyone crazy. Other times, she's too silent and it's almost like she is plotting something almost...evil. She's mischievous, playful, and rarely self-centered. She never snaps, for the art form is unknown to her, and she rarely scolds. She tends to be very caring towards the younger people she meets, trying to give them a friendship they would value for Turns to come. She'll cling to her closest friend for life, and gives a high amount of loyalty to those deserving in her eyes. Respect she gives out to those who she feels deserves it, and, of course, on the mandatory occasion.
She loves swimming, sun bathing, and dolphins. Dragons gain the most respect from her, and perhaps the most loyalty and love as well. She's not fond of tunnel snakes or runners, but she tolerates them. Normally, it's best if she's kept working, something she enjoys doing but not overly as much that she would be considered odd by the normal adolescent.
History: Born the 5th day of the 6th month, Katlyn had two Fortian weyrfolk as her initial parents. But like every child born in a Weyr, she quickly became everyone's child, being disciplined here and there by those who felt it necessary. There wasn't a person in the Weyr who Katlyn didn't like and most seemed to get along with her just fine...in her younger years.
But as children sometimes do, Katlyn soon grew mischievous and troublesome. She would skip chores and lessons on the occasion. This particular habit was ended quickly by a few firm women of the lower caverns and her father. She was, as he put it, setting a bad example for the younger children of the Weyr, jeopardizing her own status in society later on, and breaking her mother's heart. While she didn't care for the first reason that much, the last was enough to set her straight. She attended every lesson after then, did every chore early and well, and after a few months of working on a new routine.
By ten, Katlyn was back at her adorable, the whole Weyr loved her, stage. She was one of the top students in her classes, learning the harder things soon after. She briefly shipped off to the Halls down at Fort Hold, learning a bit of harpering and healing after she turned twelve but eventually when she got bored there, she returned to Fort Weyr to stand. Upon her return, her parents presented her with a black canine pup who she named Peace, for the peaceful feeling she got when around her.
Shortly after her 15th turnday, she impressed to blue Delkth, from one of Josiath’s clutches. After that, she wasn’t able to see her canine as much as she’d like, but she learned to deal with it. Instead, she focused all her attention on the pint-sized blue that she’d impressed to. Soon after impression, she met and took to one of her fellow weyrlings, D’verado. Delkth had apparently developed a health problem that the healers couldn’t figure out. No matter how much the little blue sunned during the day, he would always end up shivering violently a few hours after the sun had gone down and the weather had cooled off. It was worse on cloudy days when he couldn’t sun at all and would even shiver during the day sometimes. However, Delkth had also taken a great liking to his brown brother, Outlath. A few months went by, and time made them realize that as long as Delkth was close to Outlath, he didn’t get cold so quickly.
The healers arranged to have a special sleeping arrangement created for them, for the dragonet’s sake. But then, the plague struck. The pairs were only just starting to learn to between and both were terrified of the possibilities that they could be next. Des near about paniced and Katlyn, not being one to let them get off far, followed them when they disappeared from the Weyr shortly after Shayna and Josiath disappeared. The pair betweened out of Fort and eventually ended up flying to the southern continent where Des’s family had taken settlement.
Her initial meeting with the raider family was shakey at best, but with Des there, she was eventually accepted. Delkth had a bit of a scare when Outlath got sick, but the three of them, plus good southern weather, let him make a recovery. As time went on, Katlyn found herself more accepted amongst the raiders and even started learning things from them. She learned better how to fight, how to walk quietly…the sorts of things that Raiders needed to know, but being that she was neither a raider nor starting that sort of training early on in life, she never got as good as them. Put in a fight with one, they would always beat her.
Eventually, though, the pair felt that it was necessary to return north. Each said goodbye to the raiders before they would fly straight back north, not trusting themselves to between there properly. Once they got to Ista Island, they had a bit of a run-in with the raiders who were plaguing the Weyr. They’d separated, looking for various things, when Katlyn was attacked. After they escaped, it was revealed that Katlyn had been badly injured. Sick and holding on for dear life, the only thing that insured her survival was the riders of TriStar finding them and getting her to the healers there.
Soon after she made a recovery, Des and Katlyn officially mated. They’d been together for so many turns, and her near death experience had proven to each how much they loved eachother. After a bit of a romp, Katlyn found out she’d become pregnant, but Des not being sure if he was ready to be a father, she tried betweening it. A month later, it was revealed that the attempt had failed. Both were estatic.
When T’jas became Weyrleader and moved her to the high altitude wing, she rebelled. She’d been with the raiders too long to handle it properly, instead doing what she thought would work. Instead, it resulted in a confrontation. Des was confined to his quarters and she to the infirmary, due to the fact that she’d passed out. As time went on, though, and the Weyrleader started visiting her, she got a better understanding of him. Where she’d once been ticked off and annoyed, she was more wanting to help. Now, she tries to find out what she can do for him and awaits the birth of her child.
Which she miscarried just months before it was due to be born. And only months before the crisis that sent them to Igen, and then to Izuko happened, she found out she was pregnant again. More to come on that though.
~~
Dragon Information
Name: Delkth
Age: 11 Turns
Color: Blue
Birthhome: Fort Weyr
Dam/Sire: Josiath/?
Personality: Delkth’s actually a bit of a shy fellow. His medical issue, whatever it is, makes him dependent on other dragons, but he only trusts Outlath. Being that he’s spent most of his turns away from dragons, he doesn’t know quite what to make of them yet and is still relearning draconic socializations. He’s still sweet though and certainly has a playful side to him.
Description: Delkth is possibly the smallest blue at TriStar Weyr, smaller than even some of the greens. He’s a light river blue color with lighter shades around his hips and tail. He’s also rather skinny, though certainly not underweight or underfed. When he gets his coldspells, his hide greys up a bit, but still is a rather healthy blue.
~~
Pet Information
Name: Peace
Age: 8-9, give or take
Type: Canine
Colour: Black
Appearance: One black female canine, Peace, who comes up to her hips. Peace is entirely black, with bright blue intelligent eyes. Despite the fact that she’s an older dog, she hasn’t started graying yet.
Personality: She’s extremely loyal to Katlyn and Des both, and would defend them if anything were to happen to them. At the same time, she's also a loving playful canine and would make a good guard-dog for anyone. She especially loves watching over little children.
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Birthplace: Fort Weyr
Family: Father - Kadon (49, whereabouts unknown),
Mother - Lynthia (47, whereabouts also unknown);
Weyrmate - D'verado of Brown Outlath (27, Igen Weyr)
Kids - Adolynn (3, Igen)
Appearance: Katlyn is a short girl, standing at around 5'1". Despite that, she is well built and athletic looking. Her mid-back length, glossy hair is a pure black with a slight amount of a dark midnight blue and brown hue to it in extreme sun. Her eyes are brown and normally playful. Her skin is a tan color. She prefers to wear full breeches and a loose tunic over a tighter shirt. The breeches are normally brown, the tunic an earth green and the shirt a white. On normal days, her hair will be pulled back with a simple black ribbon off her neck.
For gathers, Katlyn tends to get...well, she stays as colorful as she is on a normal day. Her dress, for she never wears a full gown, is normally a golden brown with some sort of dark green embroidery at the cuffs of the sleeves, the color, and the foot of the skirt. She normally wears a darker brown set of slippers to go with the outfit. Her long, black hair will normally be tied back in a braid with dark green and gold ribbons strung through and a brown ribbon to tie off.
A recent accident has caused new features to appear. She has scars ranging from the middle of her chest to the back of her left arm, all across her back, and four pit mark like scars on the lower half of her right leg right about her ankle.
Personality: She normally does know when to keep her mouth shut, but that doesn't always apply. She's been known to talk at times so much that it would drive anyone crazy. Other times, she's too silent and it's almost like she is plotting something almost...evil. She's mischievous, playful, and rarely self-centered. She never snaps, for the art form is unknown to her, and she rarely scolds. She tends to be very caring towards the younger people she meets, trying to give them a friendship they would value for Turns to come. She'll cling to her closest friend for life, and gives a high amount of loyalty to those deserving in her eyes. Respect she gives out to those who she feels deserves it, and, of course, on the mandatory occasion.
She loves swimming, sun bathing, and dolphins. Dragons gain the most respect from her, and perhaps the most loyalty and love as well. She's not fond of tunnel snakes or runners, but she tolerates them. Normally, it's best if she's kept working, something she enjoys doing but not overly as much that she would be considered odd by the normal adolescent.
History: Born the 5th day of the 6th month, Katlyn had two Fortian weyrfolk as her initial parents. But like every child born in a Weyr, she quickly became everyone's child, being disciplined here and there by those who felt it necessary. There wasn't a person in the Weyr who Katlyn didn't like and most seemed to get along with her just fine...in her younger years.
But as children sometimes do, Katlyn soon grew mischievous and troublesome. She would skip chores and lessons on the occasion. This particular habit was ended quickly by a few firm women of the lower caverns and her father. She was, as he put it, setting a bad example for the younger children of the Weyr, jeopardizing her own status in society later on, and breaking her mother's heart. While she didn't care for the first reason that much, the last was enough to set her straight. She attended every lesson after then, did every chore early and well, and after a few months of working on a new routine.
By ten, Katlyn was back at her adorable, the whole Weyr loved her, stage. She was one of the top students in her classes, learning the harder things soon after. She briefly shipped off to the Halls down at Fort Hold, learning a bit of harpering and healing after she turned twelve but eventually when she got bored there, she returned to Fort Weyr to stand. Upon her return, her parents presented her with a black canine pup who she named Peace, for the peaceful feeling she got when around her.
Shortly after her 15th turnday, she impressed to blue Delkth, from one of Josiath’s clutches. After that, she wasn’t able to see her canine as much as she’d like, but she learned to deal with it. Instead, she focused all her attention on the pint-sized blue that she’d impressed to. Soon after impression, she met and took to one of her fellow weyrlings, D’verado. Delkth had apparently developed a health problem that the healers couldn’t figure out. No matter how much the little blue sunned during the day, he would always end up shivering violently a few hours after the sun had gone down and the weather had cooled off. It was worse on cloudy days when he couldn’t sun at all and would even shiver during the day sometimes. However, Delkth had also taken a great liking to his brown brother, Outlath. A few months went by, and time made them realize that as long as Delkth was close to Outlath, he didn’t get cold so quickly.
The healers arranged to have a special sleeping arrangement created for them, for the dragonet’s sake. But then, the plague struck. The pairs were only just starting to learn to between and both were terrified of the possibilities that they could be next. Des near about paniced and Katlyn, not being one to let them get off far, followed them when they disappeared from the Weyr shortly after Shayna and Josiath disappeared. The pair betweened out of Fort and eventually ended up flying to the southern continent where Des’s family had taken settlement.
Her initial meeting with the raider family was shakey at best, but with Des there, she was eventually accepted. Delkth had a bit of a scare when Outlath got sick, but the three of them, plus good southern weather, let him make a recovery. As time went on, Katlyn found herself more accepted amongst the raiders and even started learning things from them. She learned better how to fight, how to walk quietly…the sorts of things that Raiders needed to know, but being that she was neither a raider nor starting that sort of training early on in life, she never got as good as them. Put in a fight with one, they would always beat her.
Eventually, though, the pair felt that it was necessary to return north. Each said goodbye to the raiders before they would fly straight back north, not trusting themselves to between there properly. Once they got to Ista Island, they had a bit of a run-in with the raiders who were plaguing the Weyr. They’d separated, looking for various things, when Katlyn was attacked. After they escaped, it was revealed that Katlyn had been badly injured. Sick and holding on for dear life, the only thing that insured her survival was the riders of TriStar finding them and getting her to the healers there.
Soon after she made a recovery, Des and Katlyn officially mated. They’d been together for so many turns, and her near death experience had proven to each how much they loved eachother. After a bit of a romp, Katlyn found out she’d become pregnant, but Des not being sure if he was ready to be a father, she tried betweening it. A month later, it was revealed that the attempt had failed. Both were estatic.
When T’jas became Weyrleader and moved her to the high altitude wing, she rebelled. She’d been with the raiders too long to handle it properly, instead doing what she thought would work. Instead, it resulted in a confrontation. Des was confined to his quarters and she to the infirmary, due to the fact that she’d passed out. As time went on, though, and the Weyrleader started visiting her, she got a better understanding of him. Where she’d once been ticked off and annoyed, she was more wanting to help. Now, she tries to find out what she can do for him and awaits the birth of her child.
Which she miscarried just months before it was due to be born. And only months before the crisis that sent them to Igen, and then to Izuko happened, she found out she was pregnant again. More to come on that though.
~~
Dragon Information
Name: Delkth
Age: 11 Turns
Color: Blue
Birthhome: Fort Weyr
Dam/Sire: Josiath/?
Personality: Delkth’s actually a bit of a shy fellow. His medical issue, whatever it is, makes him dependent on other dragons, but he only trusts Outlath. Being that he’s spent most of his turns away from dragons, he doesn’t know quite what to make of them yet and is still relearning draconic socializations. He’s still sweet though and certainly has a playful side to him.
Description: Delkth is possibly the smallest blue at TriStar Weyr, smaller than even some of the greens. He’s a light river blue color with lighter shades around his hips and tail. He’s also rather skinny, though certainly not underweight or underfed. When he gets his coldspells, his hide greys up a bit, but still is a rather healthy blue.
~~
Pet Information
Name: Peace
Age: 8-9, give or take
Type: Canine
Colour: Black
Appearance: One black female canine, Peace, who comes up to her hips. Peace is entirely black, with bright blue intelligent eyes. Despite the fact that she’s an older dog, she hasn’t started graying yet.
Personality: She’s extremely loyal to Katlyn and Des both, and would defend them if anything were to happen to them. At the same time, she's also a loving playful canine and would make a good guard-dog for anyone. She especially loves watching over little children.
