Bethari is slight of frame and lacking in overt feminine curves, both her waist and hips small, and her chest quite flat, making her slender form seem either underdeveloped or simply a straight line from shoulders to feet. More pretty than truly beautiful or classically attractive, she's of a fair complexion, her large eyes a pale blue and her hair a bright red-gold, left to do as it pleases more often than not, falling in uneven waves to her shoulder blades or twisted up in a quick updo. On occasion, a smudge of darker colouring on her lips is used to try and take the sting out of the stronger orange highlights in her hair.

She wears simple, well-tailored clothes from day to day, usually pastel blouses and darker, more sturdy trousers paired with durable ankle boots. Of all that she wears, the permanent feature is the gold collar around her neck, the slim band of metal bearing a neat anchor. Her riding leathers are a soft, rose-brown in colour, snug-fitting in a way that would be provocative, were she to be of a more curvaceous figure.


It could be argued that Bethari’s life has been one long road of mistakes and events born of happenstance, including the girl’s very existence. Her mother was late in her childbearing turns when she fell pregnant with what was to be her last child, and it was only at the request of the childless bronzerider who fathered said child that she was brought to term at all. Her parents had been brought together by the somewhat mindless need of a goldflight, and Bethari was born seemingly by accident into a family where her youngest sibling was still a decade older than she.

Though her mother had time for her, it was her father who took more of an interest in her, and he who became the dominant parental figure in her life. Just what Bethari wanted out of life appeared to change turn by turn as she grew, first interested in this apprenticeship, then that one, with the only common thread being that she demonstrated no desire at all to follow in her father’s footsteps. Literature and stories were her main passion, and so she seemed headed for archive work, then for the Tech Craft, yet ultimately no clear decision was made, and as turns passed with no clear path adopted, Bethari fell into simply working in the caverns, mostly running errands on the days that she was not assigned a department to work in. Much of her time was spent working in the nursery, where she found herself looking after some of her nieces and nephews, whom she came to see more as her siblings than their parents were to her.

As Bethari approached her sixteenth birthday and still showed no sign of choosing a ‘proper’ path for herself, her father decided to ‘subtly’ interfere and plant the idea of Impression in her head, weaving tales for her of the green or blue that would choose her and become the best friend she could ever want. Even when the next clutch appeared on the Sands and his bronze ‘Searched’ her, the thought that she would Impress anything but a green or blue simply did not register with Bethari or her father. And so, when that clutch hatched and gold Risabeth spilled from her shell to choose Bethari, who unwittingly announced her dragon’s name as ‘Beth’, her life was turned upside down. And the teasing started. Beth and Beth. She was not prepared for the life of a goldrider – and didn’t believe herself to be worthy of the decision the young queen had made.

This was made worse when Risabeth rose for her first flight and failed to produce a viable clutch. Though she brooded over a clutch of six for the proper time, and paid her eggs due care and attention, there was to be no happy hatching day.

Further Info

  • Bethari has high functioning ASD (autistic spectrum disorder).
  • She has a form of ADHD that often makes it difficult for her to concentrate for vast stretches of time. Her incessant reading is one way she tries to still her racing mind.
  • She has dyscalculia (number blindness), meaning she has difficulty dealing with numbers and has a habit of reversing them without knowing. She compensates for this in her Tech work by writing numbers as words and making lots of notations.
  • She suffers with anxiety, a condition that took hold shortly after her Impression. Given the choice, she’d much rather spend time at home, and though her job forces her to interact with many people on a daily basis, she otherwise chooses only to keep the company of people who’re important to her.


Name Relation Location Position
Elsbet Mother Telgar Weyr Caverns Worker
N'ari Father Telgar Weyr Bronzerider
Petra Step-mother Telgar Weyr Greenrider
Haaken Weyrmate Rubicon River Hold Master Vintner
Oti Son (L'or) Xanadu Weyr
Arlet Daughter (L'or/Jet) Xanadu Weyr


Take Away the Pain Bronze Ember
He is a nice mid-range bronze: neither too large nor too small and neither bulky nor waif-like. Rather he has just the right amount of lean muscling and length to create a perfectly proportioned form sure to delight the ladies if it were not for his coloring. His is a dark, antique bronze with barely any metallic shine overlaid by a sparse coating of nutmeg brown. What little metallic gleam there is can be found along the points of the clean cut bones and spars. Traces of gold stir in the darkness of his narrow, pointed head and the forward edge of his wingspars. Hints of copper glimmer in the motion of long, limber legs and spring full born within the needle like talons of his powerful paws. Polished brass hints linger in the fluid grace of taut haunches and sharply peaked hip bones. His wings are the biggest contrast: dull nutmeg brown tops but brilliant molten bronze glowing on the undersides but only when exposed to light.

Spotted Water Hemlock Brown Equinox
Almost as large as a smaller bronze, he is hardly imposing despite his size and only being marginally stocky in build. Overall, he's leaner than most of his color but suffers no harm for it. The base of his coloring is a pale, almost cream-colored sandy hue that lightens the very tip of his angular muzzle, all four of his feet and half the length of his well-balanced tail. As the pale hue reaches across his sturdy built frame it begins to darken to a subtle tan brown and only marginally darker beyond that. It leaves him with a 'cloak' like effect, as reddish-browns hold dominion over the top of his head and over the small head-knobs, down the curve of his neck, ridges and back — eventually fading out just above his hips and tail. Visible only when he spreads his broad wings are pale bandings of a truer darker brown, almost ghostly and too faint to see without proper light or close inspection.

The Most Dangerous Green Radiance
This large green firelizard is an exquisite creature, all sleek lines and perilous curves; a cunning construct that carries herself with a grace that’s as intoxicating as it is dangerous. Her features are slightly distorted – elongated, in some way – that lends an alien beauty to something that’s otherwise altogether familiar. Her hide is a smooth blending of lime and emerald, bright without being blinding. Her eyes – tilted slightly as they are – are encircled in a slightly brighter green, a hint of chartreuse smeared artfully around each luminous orb. The bright-medium of her hide transitions to something darker along her headknobs and neckridges, trailing into a dorsal line by the time it terminates over her hips. Her tail is long and whiplike, encircled by a coil of cosmic green that ends in an explosion of too-bright-green at the tips. That luminous, cosmic green manifests on her wingsails as well, flecked throughout with spots of near-white like so many stars caught in strange constellations. Her talons are ink-dark and too-long, dangerous scythes that she knows how to use all too well.


Antique Promises to Keep Gold Risabeth
This candlelight-warm gold is built in long lines, from her slim muzzle, to her well turned out limbs, broad shoulders, narrow hips and slender tail. However, when this could easily make her bulky, her frame remains delicate, her paws small and tipped with fine, starlight-white claws, her ridges soft, unassuming curves. With hide the colour of a warm flame, brighter highlights of copper mingle with richer roseate hue and dapple down the line of her throat, sweeping all the way past her rib-cage to thin flanks and almost to the very end of her tail. The shimmer to her rose-gold colouring helps create a sense of litheness of figure and steadiness of step, and though the former may be plain to see, the latter is certainly a helpful illusion. There is a quiet, watchful intelligence in her bronze-smudged eyes, softened by the manner in which she carries herself.



Dam: Rabbit
Sire: Domino


Logs are located at: Starlight

Title OOC Date Cast
Landmines October 23, 2018 Bethari, Risali
Never The Right Time October 26, 2018 Bethari, Risali
Shattered November 2, 2018 Bethari, Risabeth
Gratitude, and Being Selfish November 5, 2018 Bethari, D'lei
Blame November 6, 2018 Bethari, Risali
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