Post by shadowreine on Feb 24, 2009 17:08:56 GMT -5
Name: Teonie
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (prefers women)
Rank: Candidate
Family: Father, Teonar, estranged. Mother, Soffie. Brothers Sofnar (estranged) and Teolien.
Pets: None
Physical Appearance:
Teonie has dark brown hair which is stubbornly curly. She generally keeps it short, forming a mop of curls framing her slightly round face. Her eyes are a slightly lighter brown, her brows somewhat heavy and her lips full.
Of slightly above average height, she is somewhat 'boyish' in form, with small breasts and narrow hips...from a distance when wearing work clothes she is often mistaken for a young man. And given she almost never wears skirts... Her voice is a pleasant alto, and its tones are sometimes the only thing that gives away her true gender. She dresses simply, wearing skirts and jewelry only for Gathers and such.
Personality:
The first impression Teonie gives is not pleasant. She has a tendency to grow prickles to keep herself at a distance from others. Often, she will use banter and insults to enforce the separation, although anyone who gives as good as he or she gets will earn her respect. She enjoys a 'friendly' argument or a debate, after all.
This is, though, a defense mechanism to protect somebody who has, in her life, been deeply hurt. She does, sometimes, let people past to see the quite sensitive and caring woman within. Most often her friends and confidantes are women, for she has a deep mistrust of men. In fact, she might be accused of having 'become a lesbian in disgust'...although she is attracted to men as well as women, she avoids entanglements with them.
She is, despite that, honest and reliable. She doesn't mind a bit of hard, physical work, especially if it includes an opportunity to prove herself as good as any man.
History:
Teonie is the second child and only daughter of a cotholder. His land is poor, at the edge of the Igen desert. She should have grown up to work that land, marry a neighbor, produce children.
To that destiny her father did his best to raise and shape her, but Teonie was a tomboy from day one. Her mother's instruction...and the too-liberal use of her father's belt...did not much change her, and both despaired of their rebellious daughter.
They determined to marry her off at the first opportunity. A baby would fix things, her mother thought. But somebody else was even more frustrated with Teonie.
Teonie's older brother, Sofnar, was not a pleasant young man. He was the kind of sadist who drowned feline kits and tortured tunnelsnakes. He also enjoyed tormenting his sister. At first verbal, the torment then became physical bullying...
...and Teonie hit back. The two became involved in a series of fights that were at first equal, but Soflan was a man and growing. The day he won, he did with his sister what he really wanted to do...he raped her.
Faced with disbelief from her parents, Teonie took clothing and supplies and fled in the direction of Igen Hold. She might not have survived had she not encountered a trader caravan.
Torn between taking her in and sending her home, the trader clan leader eventually decided to take her to Igen Hold.
There, she lied about why she had left home and ended up working as a stablehand, most assuming her to be a boy. Even as she developed she could maintain that illusion.
Her father found her two years later, at a Gather. He attempted to force her to return home with him. She hit him, knocking him cold.
It was likely that the Guards would have sent her back with him, had there not been a dragonrider there...and a dragon that sensed potential in the girl.
That dragonrider was one of those who went to Allride with Kelyna, and he took Teonie with him, intending for her to be a Candidate.
Teonie, though, had other ideas. Not caring much for the idea of riding a dragon, she took work at Renegade Hold. Who wanted a dragon? Oh, sure, they were attractive and flew, but they were soft creatures, really.
So when somebody suggested that she could bond a wher...well, now, that was a different proposition. A wher would *eat* anyone who ever tried to beat her or hurt her again...
Mercury Russet
Handler: Teonie
Name: Teosk
Predicted adult size: 4’11’’
Appearance: This wher seems insidious, and aggressive from the outset, he walks like a hunting feline and snaps his head around suddenly at any movement, as if he might spring at the source. Physically he will grow quite tall and be second to only a few bronzes in sheer bulk.
Sharing more than deadly grace with southern felines this wher has a dull orange brown base colour with gloss black spots and streaks very similar to the most common feline markings.
Personality: He’s vicious and spiteful, surrounding himself with the same aura of fear that he used to drive people away from his egg, he delights in terror and intimidation and particularly enjoys filling in his idle hours by worming his way into people’s minds and casting fears at them to see what scares them most. The life of the mercury russet’s handler will not always be comfortable but it will be interesting.
It had to be said this wher is none too bright, actually in any matter but manipulation a green could probably think rings around him, also he has a phobia of his own, the very thought of between terrifies him and he will never travel that way no matter what the other choices are.
Colour code: b85614
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (prefers women)
Rank: Candidate
Family: Father, Teonar, estranged. Mother, Soffie. Brothers Sofnar (estranged) and Teolien.
Pets: None
Physical Appearance:
Teonie has dark brown hair which is stubbornly curly. She generally keeps it short, forming a mop of curls framing her slightly round face. Her eyes are a slightly lighter brown, her brows somewhat heavy and her lips full.
Of slightly above average height, she is somewhat 'boyish' in form, with small breasts and narrow hips...from a distance when wearing work clothes she is often mistaken for a young man. And given she almost never wears skirts... Her voice is a pleasant alto, and its tones are sometimes the only thing that gives away her true gender. She dresses simply, wearing skirts and jewelry only for Gathers and such.
Personality:
The first impression Teonie gives is not pleasant. She has a tendency to grow prickles to keep herself at a distance from others. Often, she will use banter and insults to enforce the separation, although anyone who gives as good as he or she gets will earn her respect. She enjoys a 'friendly' argument or a debate, after all.
This is, though, a defense mechanism to protect somebody who has, in her life, been deeply hurt. She does, sometimes, let people past to see the quite sensitive and caring woman within. Most often her friends and confidantes are women, for she has a deep mistrust of men. In fact, she might be accused of having 'become a lesbian in disgust'...although she is attracted to men as well as women, she avoids entanglements with them.
She is, despite that, honest and reliable. She doesn't mind a bit of hard, physical work, especially if it includes an opportunity to prove herself as good as any man.
History:
Teonie is the second child and only daughter of a cotholder. His land is poor, at the edge of the Igen desert. She should have grown up to work that land, marry a neighbor, produce children.
To that destiny her father did his best to raise and shape her, but Teonie was a tomboy from day one. Her mother's instruction...and the too-liberal use of her father's belt...did not much change her, and both despaired of their rebellious daughter.
They determined to marry her off at the first opportunity. A baby would fix things, her mother thought. But somebody else was even more frustrated with Teonie.
Teonie's older brother, Sofnar, was not a pleasant young man. He was the kind of sadist who drowned feline kits and tortured tunnelsnakes. He also enjoyed tormenting his sister. At first verbal, the torment then became physical bullying...
...and Teonie hit back. The two became involved in a series of fights that were at first equal, but Soflan was a man and growing. The day he won, he did with his sister what he really wanted to do...he raped her.
Faced with disbelief from her parents, Teonie took clothing and supplies and fled in the direction of Igen Hold. She might not have survived had she not encountered a trader caravan.
Torn between taking her in and sending her home, the trader clan leader eventually decided to take her to Igen Hold.
There, she lied about why she had left home and ended up working as a stablehand, most assuming her to be a boy. Even as she developed she could maintain that illusion.
Her father found her two years later, at a Gather. He attempted to force her to return home with him. She hit him, knocking him cold.
It was likely that the Guards would have sent her back with him, had there not been a dragonrider there...and a dragon that sensed potential in the girl.
That dragonrider was one of those who went to Allride with Kelyna, and he took Teonie with him, intending for her to be a Candidate.
Teonie, though, had other ideas. Not caring much for the idea of riding a dragon, she took work at Renegade Hold. Who wanted a dragon? Oh, sure, they were attractive and flew, but they were soft creatures, really.
So when somebody suggested that she could bond a wher...well, now, that was a different proposition. A wher would *eat* anyone who ever tried to beat her or hurt her again...
Mercury Russet
Handler: Teonie
Name: Teosk
Predicted adult size: 4’11’’
Appearance: This wher seems insidious, and aggressive from the outset, he walks like a hunting feline and snaps his head around suddenly at any movement, as if he might spring at the source. Physically he will grow quite tall and be second to only a few bronzes in sheer bulk.
Sharing more than deadly grace with southern felines this wher has a dull orange brown base colour with gloss black spots and streaks very similar to the most common feline markings.
Personality: He’s vicious and spiteful, surrounding himself with the same aura of fear that he used to drive people away from his egg, he delights in terror and intimidation and particularly enjoys filling in his idle hours by worming his way into people’s minds and casting fears at them to see what scares them most. The life of the mercury russet’s handler will not always be comfortable but it will be interesting.
It had to be said this wher is none too bright, actually in any matter but manipulation a green could probably think rings around him, also he has a phobia of his own, the very thought of between terrifies him and he will never travel that way no matter what the other choices are.
Colour code: b85614
