Ashkeia

Description

Taller than average at a solid 5'11, Ashkeia is a full-figured woman, her curves further softened by being decidedly chubby. Her face is long, oval shaped; her features symmetrical though appearing to be a bit too close-set. Her mouth is shapely, lower lip fuller than upper, set beneath a narrow, somewhat rounded nose. Dark hazel eyes are her most striking feature, framed by long, thick lashes; their faint tilt emphasized by the upward slant of her eyebrows. Her black hair is now short, the natural curls thick and springy, pulling the ends up to be level with her chin, with her heavy bangs also trimmed to rest even with her 'brows.

Her clothing is the sturdy, rough work-a-day garb that can survive the abuses of weyrling training. A simple, long sleeved shirt — frequently with sleeves rolled up to just below her elbows — is worn untucked as often as she can get away with it. Canvas trousers, dull brown, have their cuffs neatly tucked into the heavy, thick soled boots that lace up to just below her calves.

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History

The first child out of four born to Dashal and Keilana, Ashkeia spent the first 13 turns of her life at Windy Ridge, a minor Hold located to the east of Lemos. Nothing much interesting happened during those turns, though nothing much interesting ever seems to happen at Windy Ridge, unless one counts calving as excitement, the Hold being devoted primarily to the breeding and raising of beef and dairy bovines.

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Herself rather uninterested in a farming life, Ashkeia was continually looking to other things as she got older. Possessed of a delicate touch and artist's eye, there was some consideration towards the Harpercraft, but she proved herself to be little more than a mediocre musician and utterly abyssmal at other aspects within that Craft such as law and history — booooRING! It was, surprisingly, the Glasscraft where she discovered she could apply her natural talents, finding the general studies fascinating enough to keep her interest engaged.

Apprenticing at 13, she has spent the last 5 turns at the main Hall learning the basics of the Craft and dedicatedly pursuing the steady improvement of her artistic talents in the painting of designs onto glass and pottery. As she entered into the latter stages of her apprenticeship, she began to look towards expanding her focus somewhat, to learn in more detail the intricacies of glass etching. While it would perhaps seem resonable that the pursuit of such studies would best take place at the Hall itself, what with the delicate nature of working with acids, Ashkeia was to find herself being placed under the practical tutelage of an etcher posted at Xanadu Weyr.

Life at the Weyr turned out to be not all that different to life at the Hall. At least, not for Ashkeia. She still devoted the majority of her time to her work and her lessons, Journeyman Janecin a demanding teacher with high expectations and low patience. She found herself settling into a routine rather swiftly, and before too long it no longer felt odd to think of Xanadu as 'home.' Towards the end of her first turn at the southern Weyr, a change in Weyrleaders brought about a change to one of her favourite aspects of her new home — the gossip rag known as the Newes, suddenly stopped publishing gossip and at the end of a very boring issue there was a small advertisement for anyone able to draw to contact O'ric, writer and publisher of the paper.

Even knowing that Janecin would throw a fit if he discovered her having anything to do with that 'foul piece of libelous garbage not even fit to wipe one's backside with after a trip to the privy,' Ash replied to the ad and, after a meeting with O'ric, secretly became the first illustrator for the Newes. Only O'ric's fellow "journalist" and girlfriend, Nicca, knows of her involvement with the publication. A little while after beginning to supply drawings, Ash found herself summoned to meet with O'ric and Nicca after the latter happened to overhear part of a report being delivered to her mother, Weyrwoman Niva, about the discovery of the Trader ship that had been lost several days earlier. Eager to investigate to provide an article for the paper, and eager to have illustrations to accompany it, the journalist-couple dragged Ash along with to go investigate the site for themselves. What they found, was not at all good, and sent them rushing home again almost immediately to report their findings to Niva.

Ashkeia would have happily returned to the Craft Complex and left the reporting to Nicca and O'ric, but was implored to go along so she could show those sketches she'd managed to do on site as well as confirm the pair's story. It was while trying to figure out a way they could explain her presence that would keep her Journeyman ignorant of her affiliation with the Newes, that O'ric suggested they could just say he'd been Searching her. Oceleth, rather liked that idea. And so it was that Ashkeia found herself agreeing to swap her apprentice knot for a Candidate knot. After all, it'd only be a short interruption of her Craft studies. Right?

Wrong.

Ashkeia applied herself, doing the required chores — though not without complaint — and adhering to the rules, all the while planning and preparing for her return to her proper status as a Glasscraft apprentice. She even had her proposal for her Journeyman project all drafted; it only required submission and approval. But when the day finally came that the eggs began to crack, all her plans for the immediate future were irrevocably upended.

His name was Khaumith, and regardless of her own wish, she was the one he claimed in one overwhelming moment, changing her life forever.

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Family

Name	Relation	Location	Position
Dashal	Father	Windy Ridge Hold	Farmer
Keilana	Mother	Windy Ridge Hold	Farmer
Shalana	Sister	Windy Ridge Hold	Kitchen Help
Dasheil	Brother	Beastcraft Hall	Apprentice
Keisha	Sister	Windy Ridge Hold	Child

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Firelizards

Vengeful Dark Lady Green Malaise
Her hide is a dark, rich green, the color of moss at night. A faint sheen of silver overlays her slender, almost skeletal form, like a haze of moonlight diffused through storm clouds. She's not large, this firelizard, and what there is of her is almost unhealthy in its thinness, as though all but the essentials for life have been stripped from her gangly form. Her fore- and hind-paws are tipped with wicked talons of jet black, and the ridges which march along her spine from head to tail are an unwholesome gray in shade, like gravestones jutting forth from moss-encrusted earth. Her emaciated wedge-shaped head is held proudly high, her deep-set whirling eyes covered in a faint white film - though she can see perfectly.

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Embrace The Shadows Egg
Black, this egg is nearly pitch black, though not entirely so. Along one side, there's a fainty hazy purple splotch that, at first glance, seems like merely a defect of color - though the longer one looks, the more clear it becomes that that splotch is a face - a face smiling in cruel, vicious humor.

Dam: Gold Kassi
Sire: Bronze Kizuka
Credits: Created by: R'owan, Desc'd by: N'shen, Based on: Sylvanas Windrunner - World of Warcraft

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Dragon

Mists and Mysteries Brown Khaumith

The soft, golden-tinged browns of polished pine are carefully pieced together upon this hatchling's form, the darker grains of the wood visible as the lines run along his body, criss-crossing over his solidly built torso, always slipping in the same direction as they go winding down each limb to ebony talons and his tail to the forked tip. The same woody hues darken as they creep up his shortened neck, aging to the more intense shades of walnut, his features roughly carved from his wide, triangular head, headknobs set crookedly upon it, one noticeably larger than the other as they sit askew. Jacobean gathers upon his ridges as they run down his back, each shaped with a hurried hand, lacking any sort of uniformity as they progress along his form, between his large, oversized wings. Lighter sails, like giant cloaks, float between Jacobean spars, more than large enough to shield his body from view, and cast him into shadows.

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Logs

2010

Title	OOC Date	Cast
Poetry in Motion (Meeting Ashkeia)	May 28, 2010	Ashkeia, D'son, Thea
Hitting it Off	June 04, 2010	Ashkeia, K'ael
Felines, Firelizards... Friends	June 12, 2010	Ashkeia, K'ael
Harmony in Opposites	August 04, 2010	Ashkeia, Hisolda
Side-line Gig	August 17, 2010	Ashkeia, O'ric
Accosting a Random Stranger	August 28, 2010	A'di, Ashkeia
Could You Draw A...	August 28, 2010	Ashkeia, Nicca
Discovery and Cover-Up	August 29, 2010	Ashkeia, Nicca, O'ric
Late Lunch and Tuber Peeling	September 03, 2010	Ashkeia, Pora
Hanging Out By The Eggs	September 04, 2010	Ashkeia, Pora, Relion
Of Beauty and Passion (When Two Artists Meet)	September 04, 2010	Ashkeia, Lorenze
Bonfire and Storytelling	September 05, 2010	Amelia, Ashkeia, Hisolda, K'ael, Quila, Relion, Thea
Fondling Dragon Eggs	September 08, 2010	Ashkeia, N'shen, Niva, Relion
Another visit to the Sands	September 14, 2010	Amelia, Ashkeia, Natali, Niva, Relion, Tecoah
Candidates in Space	September 17, 2010	Amelia, Ashkeia, Natali, Relion, Rylavi, Thea
First Night for Weyrlings	September 27, 2010	Ashkeia, E'on