Absin

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Stats
Name: Absin
Age: 30
Gender: Female

Description: Absin is a sturdy woman with long, muscled limbs, and a broad chest. She has slightly curly blond hair and grey eyes. Her skin is pale and doesn't seem to tan much. She has a button nose and noticeable chin. Absin wears the minimalist clothing of her class but covers up with a cloak. Her weapon of preference is the axe as she can use her considerable strength to do a lot of damage. 
Personality: Absin is a straightforward person. She does not like to mill around talking, instead giving her unwavering opinion again and again and again. She can argue even when the others agree but just word it slightly different. The others have learned to just nod and let her have her way unless it's something they don't really want. When in battle or dungeons, Absin usually leads the party so the enemies focus on her and the others can use their skills without being hindered. She is not easily scared and has faith in her strength and endurance.
Family: Absin is married to Wilm (m) and has 3 young children Tühr (m), Fynn (f) and Wut (m).

Class: Barbarian
Role/Position: Tank/Front of Party
Work Ethic: Absin is a precise worker, a leader who won't let others walk all over her.
Pets: -- 
Bond: Snow-winged Jade Neriath (f) from Isla Weyr

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Hatching
Long before the dragons began their reverberating hum, guests were ushered into the sands and candidates were rounded up. As guests were seated and candidates were located, the dragons began their hum that announced the imminent hatching was about to begin. Despite best effort, chaos ensued as people rushed to the sands to get the best seats, or find friends to continue bets with, and candidates quickly joined those waiting. Once (most) of the candidates were gathered they were led onto the sands. Formality was tossed for those that could not fit into an impression robe or who had shown up too late. As long as the attire was simple and not flashy, the official let it slide. 
The eggs were rocking, some tumbling down into other eggs causing loud cracks that made a few people wince with worry. The Geneticist were there, helping and righting potential disasters - there was plenty of room on the sands but as some candidates moved to eggs they had been drawn to during the few egg touching events - room became a luxury.
From the stands, dignitaries and representatives from all over the Nexus watched as the first eggs shattered - and, as if this was the cue - dozens of eggs rocked, cracked and the tiny hatchlings broke free in heaps of limbs, wings and tail. Watching each Impression was soon impossible but for those on the sands beside the rocking, shattering eggs, it was a very different experience...
Absin looked around. Her considerable height meaning she towered over most other candidates. You'd think that that would give her a great view, but most of the action was taking place close to the ground. Still, she refused to squat or crawl around like some of the other candidates seemed to be doing. If her dragon was around, they would find her. So Absin stood motionless, and waited.
The figure that detached itself from the chaos around it had no trouble seeing the one it was looking for. Nimbly, the hatchling of jade and snow colored wings, made its way across the sands and toward the towering figure that looked rather out of place – but for the hatchling, Absin was perfect! If only it could get her attention. 
A boy stood in front of it and the hatchling nipped at him, then scurried under the eager hands of another candidate. Its color was beautiful and to say the baby dragon turned the heads of more than one candidate was an understatement. At last, it wiggled through the crowd – then tripped and tumbled the rest of the way and crashed into Absin’s legs. Ouch…
Absin felt a light pressure on her leg. She looked down and locked eyes with the hatchling and felt a love bloom like the one she held for her three children. A woman of few words, she just picked up the white-green dragon and walked it to safety. 
As Absin carried her off the sands, Neirath crooned and snuggled up against her rider, content.

Stats
Name: Neirath
Gender: Female
Colour: Jade-Snow
Genetic Base: Green
Size: medium-length (suggested height: 6'6", suggested length: 42')
Parents: greenw/ gold Auleth x cream Kaieth
Species: Pernese
Note: from 'Gwyneira' - blessed snow - Welsh
Personality: Loving, determined and quick to act, righteous. 
Abilities: 
     *telepathy: can speak mind-to-mind with other sentient beings
     *teleportation (between): can travel to a different location on the same world instantly (includes time travel)
     *assisted fire-breath: can breath fire after digesting a phosphorous-bearing rock such as firestone
     *telekinesis: can move objects with their mind as per the spell telekinesis

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Weyrling
Neirath and Absin never skipped training - unlike some of the other members of the Rosemary Grove group. In fact they were usually the first ones in and the last ones out of the training grounds. Even outside Absin enjoyed working on skills and tricks. Being bonded to a dragon had made her feel even more powerful and that was a serious feat in it's own right.
"My strength isn't yours though." Neirath said, "It's mine by which I come to your aid."
"Just the knowledge that you have my back makes me stronger." Absin clarified, "It's like courage."
"Or frenzy."
"That is a very respectable barbarian technique." Absin retorted.
"So you say."

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Adult
Absin and Neirath appeared from the cold none-space of Between into the afternoon sky above her hometown. Immediately Absin's heart soared and her chest expanded. Home. She would see her husband and children. It had been years though it wouldn't feel like that to her family. To them she would have only been gone a couple of months.
"Isn't your husband going to notice?" Neirath asked.
"He'll still be older than me so he better not say anything." Absin grinned.
They spiralled down and Absin called the names of her family so that they wouldn't come charging them. Hearing the clang of falling metal pots and pans she knew that had been the right call. She wouldn't have liked buying new kitchen utensils.
"Let me show you my new companion. There'll be no-one to best me now! That is unless you want to get one of your own?"

Continued on Wilm's page

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[STORY] ~'~ [ABSIN] [ESTIVAN] [IELKY] [JACK] [LISBET] [MAY] [NOEMY] [RIKS] [SOPHY] [TONIA] [YORGE]

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Lantessama Isle - Isla Weyr
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