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Tonalia
Location Igen Weyr
Position Jr Weyrling
Wing Mosaic
Dragon Offering to the Darkness brown Xeoluth
Birthplace Igen Weyr
Played By Meg Foster
Player Kiasyth

Description

Golden brown hair has been tied back in a neat plait that falls to the middle of this young woman's back, the unbraided end only about two inches long and curling slightly to the left. Her gray eyes are a little too small and set too far apart in her face for her to be truly beautiful. She is heavily freckled from long hours spent outdoors since she was a small child. She is plump and quite petite, standing roughly five feet tall. Small, soft curls, too short to be tamed by a braid, frame her long, thin face with a few longer locks curling under her ears.


Common Knowledge

  • Tonalia has lived at Igen her entire life.
  • She prefers being called Lia.

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History

Tonalia was born at Igen Weyr, the product of a mating flight. She had an unremarkable childhood, growing up with the other weyrbrats under the supervision of whoever happened to be in charge of the children on that particular day. The only truly memorable thing about her being her height. Or lack there of.

The last few turns have found her wandering aimlessly from one task to another, never really finding anything that she has a true passion for.


Dragon

Offering to the Darkness Brown Xeoluth

What divine designs have made themselves manifest in this dragon, leaving their mark of perfection in their wake? Bistre drapes over this veritable Adonis of a brown like a cloak of yore, masking his inspired proportions through the play of shadows. There is power here, sculpted with a Master's eye and hand; there is nobility in the aristocratic shaping of his muzzle, with pride wrought in the set of his eyes and cant of headknobs. Arrogance or vanity - or both, perhaps - have made their play in march of 'ridges down his powerful neck. The mighty swell of his chest and breadth of his shoulders speak plainly of a dragon meant to rule the air; even the neat taper of his flanks serves to accentuate the flare of mighty haunches meant to cast him heavenward and shed the yoke of the world's embrace. Rich, warm brown rapidly cools to a chilled taupe at his forepaws and hindfeet, the darkness uninterrupted by oversized ebon-grey claws. The cruel whip of his tail is near-constantly in motion, a threat that exists in periphery - well-behaved, yes- until it isn't, as if his maker knew naught what to do with that potential. The final pieces, however, are his wings: ebon-dark spars frame 'sails seemingly smoke-forged, shadow shifting over sheer browns like veils. Trailing edges are doomed to look ever torn, while a few spots are near-translucent and lending hints of what resides behind.


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