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[[Azaylia]]: Seems like a sweet girl. But is that what the weyr really needs? | [[Azaylia]]: Seems like a sweet girl. But is that what the weyr really needs? | ||
| − | [[Barnabas]]: Why, I've | + | [[Barnabas]]: Why, I've '''never'''! |
[[Brieli]]: Strong, confident, well-put-together. But the rumors are troubling. | [[Brieli]]: Strong, confident, well-put-together. But the rumors are troubling. | ||
Revision as of 17:14, 17 February 2013
Description
Creamy skin is fitting contrast to brassy-bright hair, a mane of red spiraling in loose curls to just below slender shoulders dusted lightly with tawny freckles. Blue-green eyes offer a cooling comparison, set slightly wide over arching cheekbones, a pert nose, and a mouth composed with generously-quirked lower lip. Ainslee stands shorter than the average Pernese woman, with a figure that trends to hourglass: curve of hip and bosom mark her as forever undeniably feminine, while lean muscle and a surprisingly long expanse of trim torso show the fruit of hard labor that a life of dragonriding brings.
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Ainslee of green Kalaith: recently arrived at High Reaches, by-way of transfer from all-too-willing Benden.
Her history prior to Benden is murky, though rumors often involves both Crom and Bitra - her accent is Bitran, isn't it?
Things that /are/ known is her previous Benden status as a full dragonhealer, and her background prior to Impression with the Healercraft proper; she's often found in the infirmary and dragon infirmary.
Rumor also has it that she's, er, kind of easy (on the eyes, of course).
History
Ainslee is originally from Crom, the daughter of a miner who grew up and predictably fell in with a rough crowd at an early age (there are other kinds, at Crom?). Her mother sent her to live with her aunt at the main hall at Greystones; instead of the minercraft, however, Ainslee took the first chance to apprentice with the Healercraft and move to the first available posting. This landed her in Bitra, an area left for the most junior (or possibly undesirable) healers, where she lived from the age of fourteen to nineteen.
Naturally vivacious and outgoing, coming to age in Bitra would mark Ainslee for the remainder of her life, in ways obvious and opaque alike - but didn't mark her quite so much as being scooped up by a brownrider hurrying to get out of Bitra in a hurry (something about a bad bet?). Searching Ainslee turned out to not be such a bad bet: the senior apprentice stumbled into Benden, spent a day before the eggs hatched, and found the utterly immovable Kalaith as her lifemate. (Needless to say, the adjustment to the life of a weyrling... was an interesting one.)
Militant Kalaith refused to allow Ainslee to sleep her way through life, and after turns of continuing education made dragonhealer at the age of twenty-six. The latter twenties found Ainslee precariously close to settling down, but that was avoided after a minor personal heartbreak. Unfortunately, that heartbreak ended up being her wingleader not long after, and after a succession of uncomfortable turns spent with a petty-minded man controlling her destiny with progressively poor reports on her performance, Ainslee begged a transfer to distant High Reaches on the suggestion of a healer recently arrived from a posting at High Reaches.
So now she finds herself at High Reaches... for better or for worse.
Relationships
Azaylia: Seems like a sweet girl. But is that what the weyr really needs?
Barnabas: Why, I've never!
Brieli: Strong, confident, well-put-together. But the rumors are troubling.
Ceawlin: He's a cute kid. Someday he'll figure out to not take life too seriously; hopefully it won't be the day he dies.
H'kon: Too soon to tell, really.
H'vier: Dangerous...ly tall. I wonder how he fits, now.
Jo: One of those. It's always fun to see them break, but I have a feeling it won't be from me.
K'del: He doesn't seem as wretched as most bronzeriders I've had the misfortune of knowing... we'll see how the aftermath falls out.
Leova: A solid coworker: life rarely gives such blessings. Kindred soul. A glimpse into the future. Rock amongst sand.
Vienne: It is so very nice to have a friend, even in passing.
Z'ian: I should know by now that pretty-faced bronzeriders are quite bad for me.
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