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Weemud
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Portrait Works STATS
Name: Weemud
Age: 58
Gender: Female
Race: Human (long-lived)
Class: Hunter/Archer Description:
Weemud is a diminutive woman. She is short and slight and
can easily slip through small crevices and passageways. She has ash-blond
hair that doesn't show the gray as much and dark brown eyes. Her nose is
quite large and her chin is pronounced. She has a lean musculature that
gives her not so much strength but endurance.
Personality: Weemud often looks back on her life
and ponders about what could have been. She has a melancholic mindset
without being clinically depressed or pessimistic. She is very aware that
every choice limits her future and she takes a long time to decide what
the best course of action should be. She is not a hermit, but she does
enjoy extended periods of being on ehr own, usually out hunting to provide
for herself and others.
Skills: Good eyesight, Markmanship, Survival
Pets: Cloud (m),
a Whippet from Starburst Weyr (by
Molly, now from
Meridian Weyr)
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BOND
Weemud had wandered into Clan Akelara only yesterday but
her timing couldn't have been better. Today she was standing for a clutch
of Myrsilk eggs. The large, stately dragons were mostly tail and slender
shape. But their lilthe bodies were packed with the magic they required to
live. All around, the spectating dragons glowed with their power and their
bonded wore their finery for this joyous event. Weemud might have felt a
bit underdressed in her hunter attire if some of the others present
weren't dressed equally casual. It might not be a bad thing when clothes
could be ripped by wayward talons or rended by clumsy claws.
Her thought hadn't gone cold when one such talon pierced the shell of the
egg that contained it and a bright red female with gold markings pushed
out. When she spread her wings to let them dry, she displayed all the
colours of the sky at sunset from the deep reds and vibrant yellow over
sparkling white and cool teal to mysterious indigo and star-spangled
purple.
Taking her time, Heremya looked the candidates over. There were a few
promising youths. But the one that really caught her eye was quite a bit
older. Still the woman did not look frail nor at the end of her life. She
stood up straight and alert, ready to take action. The look in her eyes
was knowing.
Finally, Heremya moved herself over to Weemud and designated that she'd
made her choice.
"I shall wander away with you, Weemud."
she stated.
"I shall be glad of your company, Heremya." Weemud responded.
Not once would Weemud ever think back and doubt her decision to stand for
the clutch.
Heremya bonded at
Clan Akelara STATS
Name: Heremya'roam
Gender: Female/Riser
Species: Myrsilk
Origin: Nexus Autumn Gather 2024 (Art by
Starfyre)
Personality: Stately and Benevolent.
Description:
*Colour:
Autumn Dusk
*Size:
Quite Large (length 80ft, height 20
ft)
*Strength
Level 6/10
Abilities:
*Telepathy + Verbal speech
(after study with magical aid) + Body Language
*Teleportation
*Absorb free magical
energy from surroundings
*Summon
Spirits (Wind and Earth)
*Summoning
(Autumn aligned beings/spirits)
*Create
fog/frost
*Light
Manipulation (brings light level to about that of an autumn's dusk)
*View/Manipulate
Magic (see and manipulate the magic that other's cast, works best on
wind/earth/autumn relate magic) *-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*
FLIGHT
Heremya had grown... and grown. The well-mannered lady
dragon had a big appetite, both for food and magic and the ability for
Weemud to provide these to her bond was evident in the way the dragoness
shined. Her colouors were bright, her hide sleek and soft and her eyes
were as clear as sprinwater.
"There is no time like the now."
Heremya'd decided.
"What's that you said?" Weemud asked.
"I'm in peak condition. The time for a flight is
now." Heremya explained, "Shall we look for a
place to rise?"
"If you want to. I don't mind setting down temporary roots for a while.
Maybe it's time for me to have some fun as well."
"Planning to raise young?" Heremiya asked.
"Oh no, I don't think I would be a good mother. Although, who knows..." *-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*
Lantessama Isle
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