Weyrling Riasa and Grass Myth

[fyrai]

The Person

Name: Riasa
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Rank: Weyrling

About the Person:

Physical Appearance: Riasa has a kind of edgy beauty. Messy brown hair, streaked with gold and red highlights frames a sharply angled face. Her eyes are odd, one a clear royal blue, the other a dull black-blue shade. Her nose is sharp and regal, and her mouth is delicate, full lipped and often pulled into a sarcastic half-smile.

Her skin is pale, and in the sun she doesn't tan or freckle. Instead she burns slightly, and that's it. Lean and strong, Riasa is the epitome of feline grace. Many who meet her don't immediately register her curved figure, which is very feminine. Instead they first notice her boldly direct gaze. She's not in the least self concious about her odd eyes, and in fact, they are her favorite feature.

She usually wears blacks or dark blues to emphasize her eyes, but with Myth now entering into the picture, deep greens may come to dominate her wardrobe. Standing at just under five foot Riasa is not the tallest of the weyrlings, in fact she's one of the shortest, if not the shortest. She weighs in at about 105 pounds, her weight fluctuating a bit around that.

Being the youngest of the weyrlings, a just turned 13, Riasa has a lot of time to grow. When she's adult Riasa will have men panting at her heels. Right now she's just a pretty girl, but when she's grown up she'll likely be tall, with a sensually curved figure.

Personality: Riasa isn't exactly unaware of her looks, she knows she's pretty, she just doesn't quite get why boys get nervous around her. Having not yet discovered boys, she isn't yet leaving a trail of broken hearts around her.

Riasa is a bold girl, with a temper to be feared. It's easy to set her off into a short rage, for she's quick to anger and quick to cool. But if you abuse any trust or friendship she offers you, she can carry a grudge for years. She knows it's a bad trait, but she can't help it. She's unpredictable, but usually she can keep her cool.

Ria is a great friend when you earn her trust. She's loyal and funny and she'll hurt anyone who hurts her friends. An acid tongue and a lack of respect for anyone tends to make it hard for her to make friends, but she's always been an outcast. She doesn't make many friends, but those she does make are a tight knit group and they tend to have a plethora of inside jokes.

She has a facination for the night sky and often stays up nights to watch stars and find constellations. She's rather good at it, her father taught her and Karios to find most constellations and stars.

Historical Facts:

Family: Father: Andriaos, 42
Mother: Karisa, 38
Siblings: Ankar,18; Driasa, 17; Sai, 16; Risidra, 15; Iosa, 14; Karios, 13

Pets: Cody, runt canine
Taever, Mineral fire lizard
History: Riasa grew up with a fairly normal life, though her eldest brother Ankar was the bane of her and her twin's existance. She's the younger twin by about five minutes, and the two of them are very close. She misses him at the weyr, but Myth keeps her from going home.

When she was nine she found Cody, the only survivor of his litter after his mother and siblings were stoned by the boys at the hold. She fell in love with the puppy, and while he's a runt of a canine he's smart and he's sweet. She's had him ever since

She impressed Taever with a little less foresight. A lot less actually. A Waterfall flit who belonged to a hold girl had clutched, and the hatching was going on. Ria was just walking by when the Mineral hatched, and he practically threw himself at the twelve turn old and wouldn't be disattached. She had no choice but to keep him.

A few sevendays after she turned thirteen, a searchdragon came to her hold, searching for candidates for Sunshine Lilith's clutch. The rider was skeptical about taking a just barely thirteen girl, but the Sea was emphatic, and Riasa was taken to the weyr, canine and all.

At the hatching, she stood for a while until her grass Myth hatched. The grass ran wildly towards the candidates then fell and somersaulted over. Riasa invuluntarily reached out towards the slender grass, and the hatchling walked right over to her, saying, Riasa, wanting to help the little Myth are you, Rias? I am grateful yes; but I find my stomach does not agree. Food is the only thing that will content me.

With that odd introduction, Riasa found herself lifemate to a very odd grass.

For Dragonriders:

Name of Dragon: Myth
Meaning: A myth is like a legend or fairy-tale, something that is believed but not true
Age of Dragon: Hatchling
Color of Dragon: Grass
Appearance of Dragon: Myth has a slightly darker hide than the average Grass, but it still much too light to be counted as a small Forest . Her hide is basically the same color throughout, although her feet darken in a Terran kangaroo-ish way, so that they are practically black. This darkening of color starts not far above her ankle and occurs very quickly. There is also a dark lining around her eyes, often making their color stand out a lot. She is a large Grass at just over 24 meters in length.
Personality of Dragon: Myth has a surprisingly mysterious personality (for a Grass, at least). Although talkative and always acting like she has had an overload of energy drinks, there is always an air of non-truth about her actions and she is very good at confusing people. Riddles, odd stories, and oxymoron’s seem to always inhabit her speech. Sometimes Myth can even leave her rider wondering about what the dragon just said.
Color Code: 208036
Other: Packtail

[Sparrow]

Accepted as Grassrider/Weyrling