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| Tequoia | |
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| Sex | Female |
| Position | Flame Wingrider/DRH |
| Dragon | Green Ylvath |
| Craft | Weaver Craft |
| Rank | Apprentice |
| Speciality | Dyes |
| Birthplace | Monoco Bay Hold |
| Home | Eastern Weyr |
| Eye Color | Green |
| Hair Color | Red |
Description
Coppery hair flows around an angular face complete with angular nose, creating gentle waves as it reaches for her shoulders. Her eyes are a murky green and flecked with bits of brown and gold and are accentuated by her full lips. Her skin is in a variety of stages ranging from pale and covered in freckles to sunburned and covered in freckles. She is slowly growing into her body, and while she's not as boyish looking, she is certainly in no way considered to be curvacious.
She is dressed dressed in her wing uniform, a simple and utilitarian moss-green jumpsuit. And though there are spots of dye on it, it is clean and serviceable. One her shoulder is a Weavercraft apprentice knot.
History
Tequoia was born at Monaco Bay Hold, the daughter of fisherman and seamstress. From an early age she learned no only how to mend clothing, but nets as well, becoming quite adept at the skill much like anyone who practices for lengthy amounts of time. She also became fairly skilled with the little skiffs most of the kids had access too and could bring in her own share of fish at times.
Like any child she had her dreams, ones that changed almost daily. From being a great cook (despite her ineptness in the kitchens), a brilliant seamstress making the best gather clothes. A Master Seaman sailing the seas and just about anything and everything else. She dreamed large and sometimes those dreams led to mishaps, but as always she bounced back.
However, sometimes those mishaps don't always go so well for other people involved, and a spectacular failed attempt that left the kitchens a mess and several pots made unusable for a time left her poor mother in a dither on what to do. And so stepped in family, Tequoia's oldest brother Simion who was a Journeyman Techcrafter posted at Eastern. He offered to take her in for a time. And so, delighted and dismayed at the same time, Tequoia found herself staying in her brothers hut at Eastern where many new adventures waited for her.
While at Eastern, she not only acquired herself some new friends, Shilan and Kesti amongst others, she also found a canine while she was out checking trap lines. His hind leg caught, it was mangled beyond repair and one of the Weyr healers cut and cauterized it. Feeling responsible for the canine, Teq set out to find the owner since she felt she would like someone to do the same for her. Luck was with her and one of the hunters that lived just outside the Weyr claimed the canine, but since it was crippled he let Teq keep him. She named the little canine Bolt.
Oft times she was underfoot as she tried to make heads or tails of the Techcraft, and though it seemed interesting, her attention would waver from it and off she would be on some other hair-brained idea. Her tendency for mishaps ended her up on the wrong end of a retired Master's temper. And since corporal punishment was frowned upon, she found herself 'conscripted' for helping out with weaver business and a true love was developed for the craft. In particular that aspects of dying. And thus, she found herself apprenticed before too long.
She has been hard at work in the Weaver craft, learning how to dye fabric, and not herself, though there have been a number of mishaps. She is fiercely loyal to her gruff Master and finds herself able to work with him better than Arania, even though Arania is a nice woman. She has taken an interest in helping Gramiard rediscover the correct formula for a brilliant blue dye that his own Master had shown him once upon a time as a Master. Over the last two turns, she has grown more confidant in her craft and has become quiet capable with dying and has been allowed to dye some items without supervision. She is also working on the basics of other aspects of the craft, including weaving and sewing.
While trying to find ways to encourage Shilan into joining a craft, instead of going about his usual vagabond ways, she has formed a relationship with H'tor, one of the Weyrs dragonhealers. She has been amazed at how dragonhealing can depend so much on the Weaver craft and is one reason why she started to work a little harder on her weaving and sewing.
Personality
Tequoia is a fairly easy going person, but a structured one was well. She enjoys life and see's little point in staying stressed out over things and can't always understand why others don't want to be happy. She is almost always bouncy and has a skip in her step and can be found smiling. Except when she's pointedly frowning at someone. It's not often that she feels depressed or out of sorts. However, she does a loyal streak and is apt to speak out if she feels the need to defend someone.
She also has a strong work ethic and this drives her nuts with Shilan who seems to be lazy and lacking initiative in her mind because he's not in a proper craft or have a proper job. Instead she feels his exploration of areas and rescuing of animals a waste of time, mainly because it isn't structured.
She doesn't always get other peoples issues, and feels that they should just be able to get over things if they really wanted to. Nor can she quite understand the hangups that some people have. Mainly because she has never run into any major problems in her life. However, this doesn't stop her from trying to help them, because she really doesn't like to see her friends upset.
She is very much a girl in that she doesn't care to be dirty and feels great pain in not developing quite as fast as some of her friends. She wants to be pretty, or at the very least to look like like a girl. It cuts her to the core when people comment on how flat she is, or how much she lacks looking like a girl.
She has a matchmaking streak in her and likes to try and pair people up together, or at the very least enjoy each others company.
Hopes and Dreams
Tequoia's biggest dream at the moment centers around Shilan. She has a young girls crush and fantasizes about marriage and kids and all that good stuff. In reality she just hopes that she can stay with him always, even if he Impresses a bronze like he wishes.
She does want to excel in her craft and help her Master find the correct formula for the dye and she also wants to create a beautiful dress that shows of her coloring. She wants to become well known for her dying skills and wants Eastern to become well known for the dyes it can provide.
She does want to make her parents proud of her and show them that she can accomplish things without causing too much trouble.
Hangouts
Outside of her time with the weavers, she can often be found with Shilan or some of the other BratPack in the hideout or in the caverns.
She can also be seen hanging out with Fiona or Mihoyan.
She'll favor the jungle over the beach.
She has a hammock hanging on the edge of the clearing where she will spend her free time.
Quirks and Tidbits
- She is prone to mishaps and accidents.
- She loves fruit and is more apt to eat that and ignore most other foods.
- She's head over heels for Shilan and has a tendency to glare at any other girls who make eyes at him.
- She tends to be a happy go lucky person, and doesn't always think about the consequences.
- She loves springtime.
- She loves fritters.
- She adores getting flowers.
Playlist
Family
| Name | Relation | Location | Position | Age |
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| Shindera | Mother | Monaco Bay Hold | Seamstress | + 31 |
| Taconal | Father | Monaco Bay Hold | Fisherman | + 36 |
| Simion | Brother | Eastern Weyr | Jman Techcrafter | +10 |
Pets
Bolt
Bolt is a small black and white canine who is missing one hind leg. Not that this stops the active canine who finds that he can run just as much on three legs as opposed to four. He's completely devoted to Tequoia, but this doesn't stop his inquisitive nature from leading hin all over the Weyr or going off to investigate other canines. Especially one's of the female persuasion.
Firelizards
Brown Mudslide
Full of life's vigor this lanky brown is frequently in motion. Eyes whirl a happy hue as he bobs and weaves on whatever his perch, tail flicking to a rhythm only he can hear. His hide is soft and supple as any of dragons kin is apt to be, but for hue there is a splash of difference from most. Of solid brown he is not. Instead he seems a mix of liquid hues, a shot of brandy here, a splash of whiskey there. The strangest of sort and yet the combination of hues is rather eye pleasing upon an overall brown hide. This strange sort of mixologist on the cutting edge of his craft with the more exotic liqueurs found drizzling off his broad wingsails in a dramatic display in odd runnels of blue, green and a near red.
Blue Spyros
This firelizard is coated in bright lilac and fuchsia. Varying shades of blue and purple (but mostly purple), slide smoothly along his frame. His muzzle is blunter and shorter than most with a bit of wrinkling, as if it was smooshed forcibly. His brow ridges are slightly more pronounced, and all in all his features are broad and blocky. His headknobs are longer than normal, and a pale blue almost as light as white, and they taper to points. His neck and back ridges are large for his frame, and pointy. Stranger still, they're a sharp, pure yellow. His wings are even odder, seemingly too small for his body, insufficient to let him fly, but he can. Even more, they, too, are more yellow than anything, hints of beige intersecting along the wingsails to give them just a little separation from the spars.
Bronze Qiu
Strength defines every edge and limb of this perfectly rosy-hued bronze. A broad swath of pure red engulfs his headknobs and works twining curves around his head and neck, but the rest is pure shimmering bronze. He reeks of power and confidence, no doubt in any of his movements, whether it be a flick of his perfectly proportioned tail or a swipe of his steely grey claws.
Dragon
**Fog-Kissed Forest Night Green Ylvath
Green as dark as night, red stars glimmering against the darkness; this is undoubtably Fenrith's green get. From her large, powerful, and wolf-like head to her too long tail this green is patterned like the darkest bloodstone, near midnight green shot through with pinpricks of shimmering red-bronze as it sprinkles over head and elegant neck. Larger red-bronze droplets shimmer and dance along her back and stomach fading to a nearly translucent wing-sail over strong and promising wings. A silver-grey fog curls sinister-like over the creature's large powerful body, swirling and dancing over the green and red as it snakes out along limbs like ghostly fingers. Powerful 'sails overtaken by the silvery mist, reflecting and refracting light off each little dewdrop of silver. Powerful forelegs are tipped with near black paws, talons articulating away from the darkness in bright mahogany. Likewise the bloodstone deepens across her hind legs, ending in large near-black feet tipped with that same mahogany colour. This deeply coloured green promises strength and stability — as well as a wild side.