Jehniu, Candidate at Healing Den's Old School green Sak/Curi
Status: Rider Born (parents: green riding mother Vaijeh and brown riding father N'ski)
Age: 14
Gender: female
Siblings: several half siblings on either side of their family, typical of Weyr riders
Born: last
Legitimacy: born before their parents could marry
Childhood Health: frail child
Adult Height: a moderately tall person
Adult Build: lithe but muscled
Skin Tone: rich brown
Hair Color: black with brown streaks
Hair Style: dredlocks
Hair Length: high back
Eye Color: rich red-brown
Literacy Level: are able to read and write reasonably well
Politeness Level: everyone knows them as a rude person
Focus: if focus had a name, this character's would be it
They are attractive
They will rarely share with anyone
Values and Goals
Passionately hates: their appearance (it distracts other people, she doesn't like being stared at!)
Values: Busy Cotholds
Average goal: prove themselves to their family
Extremely strong fear: open spaces
Very weak dislike: Bustling cities
Feels Moderately in favor of being a dragonrider like parent(s)
Skill most often practiced: cooking staff
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She'd always been around dragons, so it was really not much of a surprise when she'd been searched. But Jehniu was still trembling a bit while she stood on the sands at the Healing Den. It was not cold, hardly - in fact it was so much hotter than she'd ever expected it to be. But she wasn't alone in her excitement, she knew that everyone else had the butterflies and the spinning head. Her own head-spinny came to an abrupt peak, when she looked into the eyes of a bright green dragonet.
"**..." she whispered. She wanted to shout, to tell the whole world, but ** merely wanted some food and scratching, and to some day see the world from above. |