Jazhira
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Jazhira
Sex Female
Position Junior Weyrwoman
Dragon Gold Szetamirath
Craft Glasscraft
Rank Journeyman
Speciality Glassblowing
Age 25T
Birthplace Somewhere
Home Monaco Bay Weyr

Description

Whiskey-colored eyes dominate her oval face, wide and angular beneath thin, curving brows. Her skin, the color of cream-drenched klah, is relatively flawless; at least, as long as it is properly powdered. Her nose is broad and straight, rounded at the tip, and her thick, cupid's-bow lips curve upwards at the edges in perpetual cheer. A fountain of springy black curls cascades from the crown of her head to just below her shoulders, caught in a runner's tail by a thin band of amber leather. A pair of thick curls fall free to frame her broad, sweet features. Like her face, her form is full, generously curved in all the right places - and maybe a few of the wrong ones. To describe her in a single word: zaftig.

Opting for comfort and efficiency over style as she lives the life of a Candidate, Jazhira has discarded her frothy blouses and swirling skirts in favor of a simple button-down shirt with a broad, floppy collar. The rich kelly-green cotton frames her throat and collarbone, falling open to just above her breasts. It falls loose to her rounded hips, hem brushing the tops of her thighs. The long sleeves are frequently rolled up above her elbows, showing off her burn-scar splattered forearms. Her thick wool pants, colored storm-cloud gray, hug tight to thick thighs and rotund calves before flaring out just above the ankle, the hems of the legs belling out above her sandaled feet. Wrists and ankles still bear strands of beads and bells, the faint, tinkling music accompanying her every movement. Although she still wears her choker with it's glass journeyman's pendant tucked into the hollow of her throat, a new knot decorates her shoulder, pristine white and so new it still squeaks when she moves her arm.


History

Overview

Jazhira can't tell you where she was born or more than the most simple facts about her parents. Her history, as far as she's concerned, starts at Fort Hold's Glasscraft Hall, with her aunt Ashelle and her uncle Deshan. It continues there, too, through childhood and teen turns alike, until she walked the tables and set out on her Journeys across Pern, where chance, happenstance, and an order from her Masters brought her to Monaco Bay Weyr and the current Turn.

Details


Relationships

Family

Name Relation Position Age Difference from Jazhira Status
Ashelle Aunt Glasscraft Master +30T NPC
Deshan Uncle Glasscraft Steward Deceased NPC
Ellira Daughter Weyrbrat -24T 4M NPC

Non-Family

Name Relation Position Status
Kalen Friend Dolphincraft Journeyman PC
Laria Friend Dolphincraft Journeyman PC
Kaitlyn Friend Harper Sr. Journeyman PC
Quinn Friend Asst. Weyrlingmaster PC
Z'tan Baby Daddy Weyrling @ HMW PC

Dragon

Star of the Stage Gold Szetamirath

There is no question as to the color that alights upon this dragon's hide - the pure, bright yellow hue of Rukbat's glow gathers across her broad shoulders, cloaking her solidly built form in light. Brightness continues to sweep over her oversized wings, leaving no spot for shadows to gather upon spar or sail, nor upon the ridges that are settled perfectly down her back. Rich, golden hues brighten her stomach, curling around each of her well-muscled limbs, dancing along her tail, before setting her ablaze in a perpetual spotlight, holding firmly to center stage. Only upon her blunt muzzle does her coloration waver even slightly from the rich yellows, as a touch of amber brushes between wide-set nostrils and over headknobs, like stage makeup carefully applied for a single purpose - to draw attention to those faceted eyes.


Firelizard(s)

Green Surprise

There could be many reactions to this little girl. Everything from: Oh she's so cute to what is that thing? He muzzle is stubby, almost to the point of non-existence. What little muzzle you can make out is tipped in a bright shade of gold, though the lack of muzzle is not her most eye catching feature. She has very large and bright eyes that are set against the vivid electric green of her hide. She has very small headknobs and the dome of her head is rounded. Her neck is short and there are no neck ridges to be seen, her body is smooth from neck to tail. Much like her muzzle what she has of a tail is short and stubby. Her body seems to be all wing even though her wings are long. Covering each of her wings are three bars of black, looking like three dark rivers. Her legs are unsurprisingly short as well and are a shade of white with talons adorning each of her toes.

Bronze Shocker

This little firelizard's molten bronze hide practically shimmers, even in the dimmest of lighting. Traces of coppery highlights pour down his neck and along the tops of his wing, with drips running down the sail membrane along the bone spars, like condensation on a glass. Crystals of bronze seem to dust his outer wings, glinting and shimmering in the light. A silvery, tin-hued gauze envelopes his headnobs, claws and even outlines his muzzle like aged lace, giving the impression that he's turns older than he may actually be. He's a large fellow for a hatchling, especially with his wings outstretched, but his tail is a smidge too short, almost stubby, in proportion to the rest of him.


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