Character Description:

Re'a is small for her age, standing barely a few inches over 5 feet. Her skin
 is tanned from spending lots of time outdoors, making her unusual eyes stand
 out even more in her small face. Unusual you say? How so? Well, the right eye
 is blue while the left is green.  A petite nose and a rosebud mouth finishes
 the look. She  sports a new haircut, the once long locks having been sheared
 to the nape of the neck, leaving a riot of honey blond curls behind, the
 front just barely able to be tucked behind small ears. She is no raving
 beauty, but her gentle and soft-spoken ways endure her to most all who meet
 her. Around her neck, usually half hidden within her clothing is a necklace,
 given as a gift.
Jade green and kingfisher blue marble wherhide in a fashion only a skilled
 weaver could engineer, fitted to the greenrider like a second skin; her
 curves on display for all to see. Knee high black boots are glossy in their
 shine, and cuffed with warm white fur, matching that which can be seen at her
 collar in defiance against the cold of ::between::. A plain white shirt can
 be seen when the jacket lies open, and a functional black belt encircles a
 slender waist, the silver buckle finely crafted into a music note. Gloves and
 cap are tucked into the belt when not worn, all dyed to match the rest of her
 outfit. Around Re'a's neck hangs Tooth Necklace. Proudly affixed to Re'a's
knot is WindDancer Badge.
A complicated knot of white and black tied into a double cord with a triple
 loop and one tassle, all bound with shiny gold thread sits proudly upon her
 shoulder, the forrest green thread twisted through hinting at the color of
 her lifemate while telling all that she's Telgar Weyr's Werylingmaster.
 Meanwhile, a small badge can also be seen to show her status as a
 Journeywoman in the Harpercraft.
 
 

Tooth Necklace:
An odd item it is - Precariously suspended from the top tier of a black
 diamond hangs a single, yet familiar tooth.  A field of grain has been
 carefully etched into the polished enamel to depict the badge of Telgar Weyr.
 The pendant hangs from a sturdy cord of black, dangling from a tiny loop cast
 at the top.

 
WindDancer Badge:

----------------------------  | ========================== |  ||.........WindDancer.......||  ||...........,..,......~~...||  ||......~~...\\ \\...~~.....||  ||....~~....) \\ \\...._p_..||  ||~~....~~..)^\))\))../ *\..||  ||...........\_|| @../ /^`-'||  ||..__.......-\ \\|-/ /.....||  ||<'..\\___/   ___.\)'......||  \ \....`====\ )___/\\....../ /   \ \........//.....`"..~~./ /    \ \.......\\......~~.../ /     \ \......`"..~~....../ /      \ \.....\..../...../ /       \ \..\......../../ /        \ \============/ /        \ \........../ /        \ \________/ /           \__________/

            Ansii badge made by J'avia of SS
 

View a picture drawn by Teresa of  Re'a and another of Re'a and Ailaeth together.

Character Background:

Resa is from a small crofthold near Greenfields Hold. Her parents own a small
 farm, growing mainly grain to be exported to other Holds. Being an only
 child, she had a relatively lonely childhood since their farm wasn't near
 enough to any others for Resa to have a playmate. With her parents always
 busy with the farm, Resa was left alone to amuse herself when she wasn't
 called on to help in some small way. When she was about 8 turns, bad weather
 had a harper knocking on their door and staying for a few nights till he
 could get on his way again. In payment for food and lodging, the harper sang
 and played music for the family long into the night.... and Resa was soon
 enthralled. On the day the harper was to leave, he presented her with a set
 of panpipes he had made for her. From that day, Resa was never without the
 pipes and her music could always be heard around the crofthold.

The day that Resa turned 16, her parent gave her the one gift that they knew
 she wanted... their permission to apply to the Harper Hall for teaching if
 she so wished it. After packing her things and making her good-byes, she set
 off in search of her dream of becoming a harper. Upon reaching Crom Hold, she
 was pointed to the Harper Hall where she met with Master Tenya. A short time
 later, Resa is the proud owner of a set of apprentice knots and is making
 herself at home in the dorms, still amazed to be there at last.

Time has a way of flying when you're having fun, or at least that's what Resa
 begins to think.  She finds friends aplenty in the dorms, and a special one
 in Strethan, a holder's son who she meets in the 'Wings while he's visiting
 Crom on business. Love is planted and blooms between them even though
 meetings become harder after he joins the Healercraft and spends lots of time
 between Crom and Telgar Weyr.

A strange set of circumstances brings a little girl by the name of Marion into
 her life. Resa meets her for the first time with Amarese and her green,
 Cyvarth, who have brought her to Crom Hold with them after finding the little
 girl at the weyr. For some reason, Marion's parents had brought her there and
 just left! Listening to things said by the little 2 Turn old girl along with
 how she reacts to things that happens around her leads Resa and another
 harper apprentice, Hynavu, into believing that Marion has been mistreated by
 her parents. The two of them decide to hide the little girl out in the dorms,
 helped by the other appies, untill they can figure out just what to do with
 her.  Eventually, as all hidden things must come into light, Marion is found
 out by Master Tenya, but is allowed to stay once Resa and Hynavu explain
 their reason behind secretly hiding her in the dorms.

Resa has some other strange things happen to /her/, the shy country girl.  One
 evening, while at Telgar Weyr, she ends up helping her friend F'dall out of
 the Living Caverns and back to his weyr once she realizes he's too drunk to
 hold himself on his dragon.  After helping him into bed, she returns to
 Gaderith's side for the ride back down to the bowl and is shocked speechless
 when he speaks to her.  Two little words is all it took for this Harper to
 become biten by the dragon bug.  But, she shrugs it off, for why would she
 need a dragon when she has her music?  That lasts untill the day Sh'na's
 green, Zairyth, speaks to her while Resa is introducing Marion to the dragon
 out in Crom's Courtyard. Feeling just a little more confused, she once more
 shrugs it off and continues with her studies in the Harpercraft, only
 dreaming of dragons at night when she sleeps...

The dawn shines bright on the first day of the Jagged Spires Gather, Resa's
 joint Journeyman's Project with Avaly.  Judging contests, dancing, singing
 and playing her pipes fill her days as the week stretches out before her.  By
 this point, Resa had also been transfered to Telgar Weyr so was learning the
 joys of never having enough hours in the day to get everything done as she
 commuted back and forth between Weyr and JS supervising the Gather. Finally,
 the last day arrives and she is free to really enjoy the gather with her
 friends, including F'dall and Gaderith, the proud new papas of the eggs
 gracing Telgar Weyr's Sands. Yes, Fiana's gold, Ceayrth, had truly outdone
 herself with those bright eggs! Offering Gaderith a scritch while talking
 with others, Resa soon finds herself in the middle of a dragon snuggle. Sure,
 he'd let her go.... only if she'd Stand as a Candidate for his eggs! With a
 blink of an eye, Resa finds herself back at the weyr, her things moved from
 the Harper Area to the Candidates Chamber....

Candidancy flies by with one minor irritation, the weyrbrat Arielle, who just loves to torture poor Resa.  Trouble brews between the two, ending when Resa's robe disappears after the group's beach party. Hurried fingers struggle to finish another in time with the help of bluerider Betha.  Before it can be finished, the humming starts, dragons and fire lizards alike, gladly announcing the impending arrival of dragonets.  In the rush to get ready, Resa finds her robe snatch by another candidate and substitued with that ones own robe. Too late to argue, the candidates file out onto the sands, make their bows, and stand waiting as eggs burst and dragonets find lifemates.  Then, /that/ egg moved! Resa tries to hide from the beautiful green which springs from the shards but is lost...

<< We have found one another, my Re'a...  I, am your Ailaeth. >>

Thus, Resa, now Re'a, finds herself with an adoring green lifemate and the trials of weyrlinghood stretches before her and her friends. Dreams do come true it seems... what will happen next?

Ailaeth's Inspiration
 
 

To read what happened next, read page 2 of her history!
*under construction*

Also, check out her Family Tree!!

Son:

Naeris (NPC) - (R'vian)
at 1 Turn...
A tiny baby lays swaddled in a fine sisal blanket of blue. With a head full of
 dark hair already beginning to show signs of curling, he watches the world
 around him with eyes that appear to take after his mother's- one blue and one
 green. Generally good natured, he can often be found laughing and cooing at
 whatever is pleasing him.
Dressed in softest of sisal, he's a happy babe in blue. Delicate green and
 brown dragons are stitched around the neckline of the tiny shirt, echoed on
 the toes of the little booties on his feet.

at 4 Turns...
Happy is this strong little boy as he greets the world with a smile and laugh.
 With a head full of dark hair that curls, much to his father's dismay, he
 watches everything around him with his mother's eyes - one blue and the other
 green. He already shows signs of his father's height and build in length of
 body and legs. When not getting into mischief, he can be found toddling after
 his dragonriding parents - Re'a and R'vian.
He wears a small tunic, it's cheerful yellow covered with dragons of green and
 brown. Navy trous cover his legs, knees faded from crawling along the floor.
 The tiniest of wherhide boots fit his feet, ready to take him places.
 

Fire Lizards:
 
 

Frosty
Icy white runs up his belly and gently melts into light blue hues that splash
 across his eye ridges. His entire form is lightly dusted with 'snow' that
 grows more dense at his wingtips. Dark shades of blue run up from his tail
 and immediately fade into the white. His eyes are ever alert, as if searching
 for something...or someone. His temperament is clingy, cold to strangers, but
 also very sad and easily tired.

Curious
Molten bronze flows over the sturdy body of this flit, from his darkened
 headknobs to the tip of his whip-like tail. Mere hints of copper touch the
 creases of wings and slips and slides along muscles and body, leaving a touch
 of red behind.  Completing the look, shiney black talons curl from his paws.
 Stubbornness and curiousity belie the usual traits of his color, getting him
 into more trouble than he would like to admitt. He can be found getting into
 any and everything, whether it's his business or not.  His only saving grace
 is his charming demeanor which helps to get him out of most trouble when
 simple disappearing doesn't work.

Fairie
A diminutive creature, smaller then small, delicate and fragile, verdant over
 all.  Daisy white tinted green persistently follows the gentle angles of her
 muzzle upwards to meet and mingle with marigold upon her crown which washes
 tangled rivers to her wingblades.  A darker hosta green travels the slender
 lines of her wingbones, only to give way to iridescent rainbows across the
 scanty fabric of her wingsails.  A dress of hinted lilac coloring falls the
 length of her tiny form, though still, overall she is green to sully any
 forest or Summer garden

Synn
Cinnamon melts across chocolate hide, blending softly into caramel across this
 brown's belly. His well-formed wings are much darker, almost black in
 contrast to his pearl-white talons. A ginger tone creaps into his limbs,
 making him a delectable creature indeed!

Zhagtin
Mottled bronze creates a reptilian pattern over an identical pair of
 thinly-membraned wingsails that spring jauntily from his broad back. Colored
 in darker hues -- though copper highlights manifest here and there -- his
 hide is taut over a bulging musculature which makes his oddly dainty head
 seem almost miniscule in comparison. Long and strongly built, he carries
 himself proudly, knowing full well his self-perceived importance in the world.
 

Crazy
Deliriously enraged with utter, convinced spirit, a torrent of debris-infested
 water surges throughout deep, dulled color-choked hide, furiously flinging
 about to every long, wiry limb and the passionate, deranged blue whirlwind
 orbs. Withheld by no blockade, the glittering waters crash and despoil all
 they dare touch, in a twisting, wild style of pure insanity, lithe and
 devious with long, tattering claws; o'er land and through the hills, all are
 swept up in fury, madness, and utter exhilaration.
 

Aurora
From the inquisitive tilt of her head to the lavish sweep of her tail, deep
 amber traverses her entire length, molding about her lithe frame and delicate
 limbs; even ridges refuse to vary in hue as the same honeyed tones shape each
 jagged arch.  Glory is revealed in the elegant sweep of her wings where a
 sultry haze of ruddied-gold, green, and blue play amongst the billowing
 sails, combining along the edges of wingframe into more tarnished hues.
 

  Basic Singing Class
  First meeting with Marion
  Resa helps a friend and gets a surprise!
Ceayrth's maiden flight and Strethan finds a new home with the healers
Marion is found out.. finally!
Last Day of Jagged Spires Gather with fire lizard hatching and...Resa gets Searched!

 

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