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Zoreena to Blue
Neroth
Name: Zoreena Played by: Carah Pronounced: Zor-EE-nah Nickname: Reena Sex: Female Rank: Bluerider Age: 22 Birthplace: Southern Boll Hold Mother's Name, rank, location: Zrisa, masterhealer, Healer Hall, Fort Hold Father's Name, rank, location: Nomas, masterhealer, Healer Hall, Fort Hold Siblings: None Significant others: None Children: Currently pregnant Height: 5'7" Build: Slim and tall, Reena has long legs and a shorter body. She doesn't gain weight easily, and is a light eater. Hair color/style: She keeps her very light, straight brown hair about shoulder length and general plaited down her back. Eyes: Reena's eyes are exactly the same shade of light brown as her hair. Complexion: Somewhat pale and she will burn in the sun. She has a large concentration of very pale freckles across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Anything you feel would help describe your persona better: Reena has a scar across her upper arm, that travels back across her shoulder blade. Habits: Gazing through people when she's thinking Hobbies: None Personality: Reena is quiet and reflective. As a child, she'd been bubbly and vivacious, but has matured much too quickly. With the constant exposure to pain and suffering, she had become a very compassionate individual. Background: Reena was born at Southern Boll Hold when her mother was there on a visit to her home hold. She actually grew up at the main Healer Hall inside the Harper Hall at Fort Hold. She had a happy, if brief childhood. As both her parents were masterhealers, Reena was quickly immersed in the every day occurrences of bites, breaks, cuts and illnesses. As her father was more into the researching of illnesses, and not to be disturbed, she followed her mother around. Zrisa's more practical approach to healing appealed to Reena and she became quite adept at taking care of the smaller accidents and illnesses, while her mother took care of the more complicated ones. Her early teen years saw her apprenticed, though not to her parents. Her father did not take on apprentices, working instead with the senior journeyman. Her mother was a practicing healer and did not teach. She had many masters and learned quickly. At sixteen, she was at the Harper Hall setting an apprentice's broken leg (the boy had fled down the stairs at full speed and slipped on the last step) when a dragon from Fort Weyr came on search. Reena was not much interested in the blue, but became awed at his obvious interest in her. Reluctantly, and with many misgivings, she accepted search.
When she reached the Weyr,
however, she was overwhelmed with a multitude of emotions, none of which
appeared to be her own. Happiness, sadness, anger, lust. The whole gambit of
emotions assaulted her. She reeled from the impact, the bluerider worrying
if /between/ had been too much for the young girl. When his blue dragon
crooned at her, she was pierced with overwhelming concern, coming from that
same blue. It was found later, after the hatching in which she did not
impress, that Reena was able to feel all the dragon's emotions. The
weyrlingmaster was concerned that it would affect her being a dragonrider
and sent her home. Back at the Healer Hall, Reena dismissed the unusual
ability and continued with her apprenticeship. She had just walked the
tables to Journeywoman when the Weyrleader and Weyrwoman, themselves,
arrived at the Hall. They requested an audience with her parents, in which
she was not included. When they emerged from her parent's apartments, she
was told she would be returning to the Weyr. Now, at almost seventeen, she
again, made the trip to Fort Weyr.
She hadn't learned how to
block the emotions of the dragons from her mind since she hadn't expected to
come back. Again, she was assaulted, this time with the result that she
fainted. A blessing to be sure. When she awoke, in a small room in the lower
cavern, the emotions were not quite so intense. She was told by the resident
healer, that he had given her fellis and that it would help with the
constant pressure. At least until she learned to block such invasions. The
hatching was not for another sevenday, so Reena applied herself to
controlling her mind, imagining an invisible wall that blocked out any
intrusion. The result was she could block out the emotions of the dragons,
to a point, but tended to subdue her own as well. Many people began to think
she was a cold hearted wherry's behind for it. For her sanity's sake, Reena
ignored such sentiments.
The Weyrlingmaster, Auika,
as before, was not happy that she was to be presented to the eggs, but the
Weyrwoman had insisted. As the hatching approached, Reena's resolve fumbled
and she could distinctly feel the high anticipation coming from the
multitude of dragons. When they began to hum, the hatching imminent, her
head nearly exploded in pain. Determined to impress this time, and, as it
was her birthingday, she said nothing, not allowing anyone to know how much
she hurt. She stood, reeling from the pain and heat, her eyes stinging as
sweat poured into them. She blinked several times and as her eyes cleared,
she distinctly heard a voice in her head. {{ What has upset you so?}}
She turned, trying to identify who had spoken to her. She lost her balance,
her head pounding and fell into a heap on the hot sands. She was suddenly
enveloped in a blue haze as a small dragonet crooned gently at her. {{
Here, let me help you. My name is Neroth and you are my chosen one. Do
you know where the food is, for my stomach is very empty.}} As Reena
sat in the hot sands, her legs and backside sizzling, she stared at the
small royal blue dragonet. The only emotion she could feel was the gut
wrenching, hollow emptiness of a shriveled belly that was in desperate need
of food.
Weyrlinghood was interesting
for the pair, to say the least. Neroth learned to help his lifemate block
the emotions of the other dragons, though he never quite got the hang of
blocking his own. Many were the embarrassing moments when Neroth's
overwhelming love of his lifemate made for some awkward incidences in
Reena's life.
Graduation!! Finally, Reena
was able to take her blue from the Weyr to escape for a while. It was on one
such occasion that the destruction of Fort Weyr happened. A free day for
Reena, she and Neroth had been at Southern Boll, visiting her grandmother.
Even so far away, Reena's eyes glazed over, her body went taunt and she
collapsed. She did not awake for three days. Neroth had nearly torn the hold
apart trying to get to his lifemate. The Lord Holder, a wise man, moved the
unconscious girl to an area where her blue could keep on eye on her. When
Reena finally regain consciousness, she was told what happened. Her grief at
the death of so many, including her parents, was too overwhelming. Reena
secluded herself, spending time with only Neroth. But it was soon apparent,
that they could not stay there. It wasn't meant for a dragon to live in a
hold, she'd been told by the Lord Holder. Besides, Reena was finding it
increasingly difficult to tolerate her grandmother's constant grief over her
mother and the never ending stream of obscenities directed at her father.
Late one night, a small pack
full of what she thought she would need, Reena left the Hold. She and Neroth
traveled. Mostly in outlying areas where the devastation was the worst.
Reena was a healer, the calling strong in her, so she did what she could to
help. It was soon apparent, that something was not right. She'd come across
several holdings in the north and been literally stoned out of the villages
the moment the people caught sight of Neroth. Reena had never come across
anyone who didn't revere the large beasts and was puzzled at the villagers
attitude. But, as a precaution, she had Neroth stay hidden when she came
across any cotholds or small crafthalls. The hardest part of their existence
was when thread fell. It took every ounce of Reena's energy to keep her blue
on the ground, hidden under some protection or another. Neroth would not
speak to her for days after each fall. But she couldn't risk her blue. He
had no firestone, and couldn't fight thread by himself anyway. She tried to
reason with him, but he was a dragon, through and through.
It was on one such
expedition to a hold to offer healing that Reena was attacked. Three men,
burly, stinking of wine, and filthy with grime grabbed her and had their way
with her. She had screamed into the night, but had forced her blue to stay
away. The men had long knives and Reena didn't want Neroth getting hurt.
Once they were done with her, she had grabbed her tattered clothing and made
a run for it, but not before one of the men made a swipe at her, his blade
cutting her from the outside of her left arm to across her left shoulder
blade. Lucky for her, it was a long, but shallow cut. Being a healer, she
was well able to take care of it, even it it was awkward to reach. They had
been steadily moving east and soon they were within sight of another Weyr.
Reena could already feel the dragons, though they were far enough away for
the emotions to be subdued.
She had been debating for
more than a month, that they needed to get back to a Weyr. She had visited
High Reaches, but had avoided Fort all together. She couldn't face seeing
what had become of her home. What had taken everything she knew away from
her. She had seen that both Igen and Telgar Weyrs were no more. She had no
desire to cross the ocean and see if Ista was still functioning. That left
Free Falling Weyr. She was tired, worn out and depressed. She was worried
for her blue....and she was nine months pregnant. Now, she stood just
outside the Weyr walls, the dragons within pounding her with their constant
emotional tirade.
Dragon Information Name: Neroth Age:5 turns Color: Neroth is a deep royal blue. He has some slightly darker navy blue along his neck ridges. He's average size, if a bit thicker in the body than most. He has more stamina than most blues, probably from the straight flying he and his bonded do. Sire/Dame: Bronze Tunoth/ Gold Atyth Personality: Neroth is a very caring dragon. He has a huge heart. He is helpful and kind. He can be friendly, but reserves his love for his lifemate. He is fiercely protective of her. Wing: Sea Breeze Wing Weyr Impressed at: Fort Weyr PET Information: Name: Age: Color: (Description, shade etc) Species: Personality: HOLD or CRAFT Information: Hold or Hall name: Craft: Time spent in Craft: Rank achieved:
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