First Impressions
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Kinzie
Ebony/Black
Grey/Blue
5'5"
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Kizzy
16 Turns
XAW Weyrling
N/A
High Stream Hold
Description
Kinzie is small and slight standing at 5'5'', seeming almost fragile were it not for the slight hint of muscle perhaps from more manual chores. Her dark, ebony black, hair has been tied back with emerald green ribbon. A few loose strands have been left wild and combined with a short fringe her hair seems to frame her face accentuating the colour in her vivid blue, grey eyes. Her features are angular but feminine and her full lips give her an almost childlike appearance.
Kinzie is wearing dark hide riding trousers that fit tightly to her hips and a pair of riding boots that seem to be well worn, her top is a heavy long-sleaved cotton tunic that flows down to her upper thigh and a thick hooded full length jerkin, the tunic has been pulled tight around her waist by a black hide belt with a detailed brass buckle in the shape of a runner and a simple belt knife hangs from the left side in a leather holder. On her shoulder she wears the knot of a Weyrling at Xanadu Weyr.
History
Kinzie was born into a small holding only a few days ride from Ruatha Hold near to Ruatha River, her mother and father dealt in the trade of herdbeasts and runners and Kinzie learnt to ride from a very early age. Kinzie was one of six siblings and has three brothers, all older, and two sisters. Sadly when she was only eight turns old her father died while tending an injured herdbeast, her mother and brothers struggled to make sure the hold continued on and Kinzie learnt much about the day to day care of the animals of her hold.
It wasn't until her mother made the choice to remarry that Kinzie made the choice to leave her home and her hold. She did not agree with her mother's chosen suitor and he disapproved of her most of all as she had always been a rather free spirit, something which her father had encouraged. So now she took her skills and knowledge and decided to look for work on her own, she moved from area to area for a while finding work where she could in the stables of nearby cots and holds and soon she learnt that she had a real gift for racing runners.
Kinzie worked for a racing stables for a while, riding and helping train the new runners, the head stablehand was a kindly man by the name of Biran and she felt she had found herself a home. But as with everything Kinzie seemed to be a magnet for trouble and it wasn't long before her talents were noticed by some of the underbelly of the racing circuit. By a mix of intimidation, threats and bribery they persuaded Kinzie to help them fix races and this continued until she was almost caught at Ruatha Hold slipping weights in to her runners saddle. Kinzie was terrified of leaving incase they threatened Biran or her new found family at the stables but she knew she had to escape before she was caught. With the help of the kindly stablehand she packed all her belongings and as much food and water as she could carry before heading out into the night, she travelled as far as she could before bartering a ride on a trader caravan and then finding passage with a group transporting runners and herdbeasts to Xanadu Weyr.
When she first arrived at Xanadu Weyr Kinzie's plans were short term; find some work, make some marks and move on. Things never quite go the way she plans them and soon she found herself working for C'yr for room and board while working part time as a stablehand at the Weyr stables, she really started to take to weyr life and was just starting to make herself comfortable when yet another suprise catches her off guard and that was being searched by R'owan and Bronze Nyunath for Xanadu's latest clutch.
Family
| Name | Relation | Age | Location | Position |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Trenzien | Father | +30 | Deceased | |
| Kinera | Mother | +28 | High Stream Hold | Holder's Wife |
| Trenera | Brother | +6 | High Stream Hold | Stablemaster |
| Kizien | Brother | +4 | Keroon | Beastcraft Apprentice |
| Reneran | Brother | +1 | Harpercraft Hall | Harpercraft Apprentice |
| Nera | Sister | -1 | High Stream Hold | |
| Enziera | Sister | -3 | High Stream Hold |
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Dragon
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