Post by ||Rye|| on Oct 10, 2009 21:00:17 GMT -5
Falmas Candidate
Username: Rye
Character Number: Eh, Number Two. I couldn't resist the lure of a hatching. :] Plus, I've a good idea for her...
KYLIAN
Name:
Kylian {kill-E-an}; her father and close friends call her Kyli {KEE-li}
Age:
Sixteen Turns
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Appearance:
If it weren't for her hair, Kylian might pass as just another Candidate. As it is, she tends to turn more than one head whenever she enters the vicinity. The dark chocolate tresses are twisted into dreadlocks which fall to the middle of her back. She keeps them well maintained despite the various interwoven feathers and charms. She'll often sweep them away from her face with a leather cord or, (if the occasion demands) twist several of the 'locks into decorative designs. She'll redo them once every three sevendays or when it rains, and though her father and Vaien have tried on various occasions to get her to let her hair free, she refuses to, if only to show her rebellion.
As far as looks go, she's average. Standing at an even 5'7", she's neither the tallest nor the shortest and her body has found a happy medium with weight. There's a roundness to her face which belies this fact but it does nothing to diminish the hard cast to her features. There's an untrusting edge to Kylian's face, despite the sensuously full lips and unbroken nose. The slender brows have a way of knitting together in a way that makes one feel scrutinized and transparent, and her white-blue eyes always posess a devilish glint, as if she's already thinking of The scars on her hands and legs attest to her willingness to fight should someone come between her and those she considers family, and to the adventures of her childhood during her time with raiders.
Kylian holds herself with pride and tends to walk with her head held high, and though some may attest this to her father's position that is not the case; she's just arrogant and very sure of herself. There's a slight sway to her step, almost feline in its grace, and her clothes are those of practicality. When looking for something to get into, which is her usual task, Kylian favors breeches, boots, and a sturdy jerkin. During the few special occasions, she has a beaded, intricantly woven dress that brings out the startling color of her eyes, but other than that, the dress stays hidden away in her trunk.
As far as her resemblance to her father goes, it really isn't there, save for their eyes. D'ron will tell you she looks exactly like her mother, and Kylian does, but her striking eyes are solely thanks to her father's genes, and it is through these that her heritage is unmistakeable, as few in the weyr have eyes akin to either the Weyrleader's or his daughter's.
Personality:
Full of fiery rebellion, Kylian strives to defy any standards set by those before her, and she means to do it in such a fashion that no one will ever forget her. She cares not what you think of her, or what you say when she leaves a room,and as such she will always let her opinions be known, whether they need to be let out or not. Her brutal honesty is good in the sense that you know she won't lie to you, but it hasn't won her many friends over her sixteen years, either.
She's not vain in the way most girls are; Kylian is more arrogant of her strength, speed, and skill with a sword than her looks, even though she has a pretty face. This "heathen", as she has been dubbed by many who dislike her, also claims the characteristic unyielding will of her father, and as such the pair argue over most everything.
Another trait to add to the list would be Kylian's devilish, mischievious nature, the likes of which has gotten her more lectures and punishment than any of her other personality faults. She loves a good laugh, but it is often at another's expense, and the way she sees it, it's not funny until someone gets hurt. After that, it's hilarious.
Her temper is as wild as her father's can be, but where he gets loud she gets quiet, only her flashing eyes betraying her emotions. Don't be fooled, though, because if you are the object of her anger chances are it won't end well for you... She relishes revenge nearly as much as she enjoys a good prank.
As far as her candidacy goes, Kylian isn't so happy where her prospects are concerned. As a female who's attracted to men rather than women, she knows she's limited to either a green or a gold, and neither really appeal to her. In her opinion, a gold is too self-absorbed and "prissy" for what she wants, and a green is too flirtatious for her liking. If she had her way, she'd impress a big, strong, battle-ready bronze just like Relarventh, her father's bonded. That, though, is out of the question, but since she won't give up on her dream she's obsinately Standing for Durelith's clutch, hoping that something may happen to turn things in her favor.
History:
Born the daughter of D'ron and a traveling raider huntress, Kylian was brought into the world knowing who her father was, but she grew up so far away from where he was, the girl never got a chance to really see him as a child. Her mother was a talented huntress who traveled with a band of raiders, and she had a brief, erm, encounter with Daeron during her stay at that particular weyr, right before he impressed and became D'ron. The huntress was not to know of his luck at the hatching, though, as she was already far, far away, out in the wilds.
Her childhood was uneventful, and she grew up normally, save for the outrageous temper she got whenever someone stood in the way of what she wanted to do. She was raised by her mother and the entire roving band of raiders and hunters, and as such she learned to see the world through many different points o view, but this only served to strengthen her own sense of self, instead of humbling her or making her... calmer.
When she turned 11, though, lots changed. Her mother caught word of D'ron taking over the leadership of Falmas Weyr, and curious to see how he'd changed and determined to introduce Kylian to her father, they broke off from the group and set of for Falmas.
Once there, before either had a chance to meet with D'ron, Kylian fell in love with the dragons, and stayed infatuated with the creatures even after a Shattered attack. In fact, her first encounter with her father, D'ron, was when he swooped down low with Relarventh, yelling at the weyrfolk to get inside while his bronze fought off one of the weaker Shattered queens.
After the excitement had died down, Kylian was anxious to meet the daring, heroic man whom her mother had pointed out, and after a couple of candlemarks she found him, thanks to the giant bronze dragon he was oiling. After the initial introductions, Kylian told her mother she wanted to stay with her father, and though she was uneasy about it the huntress agreed, setting off the next morning for her troop.
Life in the Weyr, though, was not all Kylian thought it would be.
After the initial excitement wore off, Kylian's true colors began to show. It wasn't long before she stopped being so eager-to-please, because once she was sure her father wasn't going to send her back to her mother, what was the point? She turned back to her old, devilish ways, and everyone learned exactly who Kylian was, and the best way to aviod the Weyrleader's ice-eyed daughter.
Sparring conversationally with Relarventh became her favorite pastime, and the happiest part of her day was when the bronze would take her out on a short flight... Nothing lengthy, of course, because though D'ron was confident Relarventh would protect his daughter the Weyrleader wasn't so sure how she could handle the quick manuevers in an attack.
Clutchs were laid and hatched, too, while she was there, and out of the five she stood for she hasn't even been looked at once by a dragonet, but again she obstinately refuses to give up, hoping that one day she will Impress one of the great creatures. Kylian can't help hoping, though, that this next clutch will be her shining moment.
Impression Info
Preference:
If Kylian had her way, she'd get a big, strong bronze... but since that definitely isn't going to happen I guess I'd take a gold or green. My only real preference is that the dragon is arrogant and supremely sure of herself, confident to the point that she doesn't care what others think, just like Kylian. Like said, this can be either green or gold... I don't mind taking either. And... I kind of want a Shattered baby, not that I think it'll really matter in the end :]
