Petal-sweet, thorn-sharp.



Some people are just born with that look just begging any aunties or grannies to feed them and Ajral happens to be one such gal. If she had a bit more meat on her bones, the woman's towering height might be imposing but her build leans more towards the wispy side. Dark brown hair that can't hold a curl for the life of her normally cascades down her back and frames a face with well-defined jaw and cheekbones. Her eyebrows are impeccably groomed and highlight her grey-green eyes.


Ajral was born at High Reaches Weyr, where she is presumably the child of someone and also someone else — that being the most she ever knew. She was given to the creche at only days old and raised as any other weyrbrat would be. Bright and curious, she did well enough in Harper classes (though sometimes got bored, or wandered off, or simply forgot to turn up) and seemed utterly devoid of the thrill of dragons that was instilled in most Weyr children. At twelve she was bugging the aunties and the Weyrcrafters alike for someone, anyone to take her on — her lack of specific passion for a single task was what held up her search for a job.

A turn later, Ajral was finally selected as a student by one of the Healers on the merits of her soothing voice and her fine handwriting, something she had long and often worked on. It turned out she was decent at Healing concepts, too, though a class early on after her arrival at the Hall proper had her finding her path rather quickly. While she had to learn the basics of every form and of general practice just as any other Healer apprentice would, it was mindhealing that Ajral took a shine to and showed quick talent for. That soothing voice was one she was able to turn entreating, encouraging or enthralling as needed, and as she grew older and trained more she became a fast hand at defusing or redirecting tense situations. She's lost other skills — while she could do a basic suturing in an emergency, don't ask her to sew a finger back on — but reached that point of being trained enough, old enough and good enough to receive her Journeyman's knot a few months after turning nineteen.

The Hall sent her back to High Reaches first, but Ajral was dissatisfied, bored, and comfortable saying so. She wanted a change of environment. And did they ever get her one, recalling Ajral and sending her down south to the biggest change of environment that had a need: Xanadu Weyr.


  • Ajral loves plants, especially flowering ones. She keeps fresh flowers in her space whenever she can, and also has a tendency to doodle flowers (she's gotten pretty good at it).
  • Chronically just-a-little late for anything that isn't a professional appointment where she's the Healer and not the patient, which is Ajral's greatest shame. She doesn't like being late, but is terrible at lying to herself about things starting earlier.
  • Has an impressive risk-taking streak for someone who represents herself as practical and put together: it's in her nature just to want to find out what's going to happen, even if the answer turns out to be something bad. It's all research into the human condition.


An adorable, enthusiastic puppy who has not been house-trained. We're working on it. The candidate barracks are mostly kept clear from puppy pee. He currently looks like this, but will grow into this.

Tart and Sweet Green Zehun
Light green speckled with white covers the round little body of this firelizard. There's pale freckles on her cheeks, two sprays to either side of her rounded muzzle, and above keen eyes are a pair of slender knobs whose tips fade to drab. Her neck is short, and between her shoulders are speckles of white that sprinkle their way out across two broad sails, freckling the surface of capable wings. Her body tends toward plump in a way that makes it seem as if her hide is just a bit too small for her, the skin taut with a spherical tendency and the curve of stomach enough to make her stance just a bit bow-legged. Her tail is in proportion to that short neck, balancing each other to make all the aspects of a sturdily built little firelizard around the green-apple ball of her body.


Ajral has appeared in 10 posted logs since creation.

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