Name: Luana
Age: 17
Gender: Female

Description: Luana is dark-skinned with wavy black hair, dark brown eyes and a nose that's too big for her face. It's the family nose, but she hates it with a vengeance. She is short and has stout limbs and broad shoulders. She wears bright colours to divert attention from her shortcomings.
Personality: Luana is uncertain and has a lot of complexes. She is a nice girl, trying to compensate and be loved for being friendly and helpful but that doesn't stop her mind from being sharp at times. She has an internal dialogue running that would surprise any who know her (except maybe her little brother)
Hobbies: Preening, spending time in front of the mirror, internal sarcasm
Skills: Acting, colour combination
Family: Eldest daughter in her family, she has two younger siblings, her brother Marak (15) and a baby sister (4)
Pets: Bronze Moi (m) from Dragonhope Weyr


Luana stood in front of a mountain of dresses, skirts, pants, shirts and shawls and felt frustrated. Nothing seemed to fit right today. Or if it fit, it was the wrong colour, or an old design. She let out an exasperated sigh and rolled her eyes, whispering: "Why must it be so difficult to pick clothes?"
Her brother gave her a glare and said: "Just pick the red dress, you know you like it best."
"I didn't ask you." she answered coolly.
Her brother was absolutely impossible. He was always on her case and just generally was annoying. He seemed to have made his goal to make her life difficult. The fact that her mother asked her to keep an eye out for him every time they went somewhere was even worse.
"I'm going for the green dress." she hissed and took the fluttery green dress. 
It was pretty but showed too much shoulder so she randomly paired it with a purple shawl and guessed it didn't even look half bad. The crisis averted, Luana exited and ignored her little brother following her. He wouldn't get into an accident anyway. 
As they reached the large square of the hold proper, Luana's eyes widened for there was a dragon. A deep blue dragon with a veritable dragonrider who looked to be only a little older than her. And just as she was eyeing the dragonrider, he turned and looked her way.
She thought her heart would stop as he motioned her over. Luana forgot all about her brother until the boy asked:
"Are those firelizard eggs?"
"They sure are. We're handing them out at the holds because they'll only go to waste if we don't give them away."
"Don't they just bond each other?" Luana asked, feeling very accomplished that she knew this.
"They do but then they're a pain to care for." the dragonrider, Ef'lem, grinned.
"I want one!" Marak called.
"I'll take one too." Luana answered in a -hopefully- seductive way.
"Coming right up." Ef'lem said and dropped an egg into their waiting hands.
Within seconds the eggs cracked and Marak was holding a green and Luana a bronze firelizard.
"Give them a name, feed them and then they're yours. If you don't care for them, they will just fly off and join a pack anyway." the dragonrider warned them.
"Oh we wouldn't want that." Luana cooed and Marak shook his head.
The dragonrider seemed to pick up on Luana's flirting as he suddenly asked: "Would you like to come and visit the Weyr?"





Lantessama Isle
Lunana is a Candidate at Shigan Weyr