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Description

For some, it might be difficult to believe that this sprightly girl is actually a Smithcrafter. Literally, she looks up to just about anyone, standing at only 5'2". The evidence is there for those who would recognize it. Strong limbs are well toned, but not to the point of seeming masculine. Old burn scars spatter her arms, the clear lessons of how not to stoke a fire. The thick tangle of hair she possesses is more oft than not streaked with soot and singed in areas, despite being pulled back from her face, and it trails down to about the middle of her back. Thick expressive brows perch above mischievous steel-blue eyes and a delicate nose. Her lips are full, offering a soft femininity to her jaw line and chin. She wears a soft green-grey tunic, over which is cinched a leather corset that enhances the subtle curves of her figure. Warm wool breeches are tucked neatly into her knee-high boots, and a good belt knife hangs at her waist. The knot of Senior Apprentice is tied neatly on her shoulder. Nathalia is roughly 17 turns old.

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Nathalia was transferred to High Reaches only very recently, The Day of the Clutching Party for Iovinath's third clutch to be precise. It was thought she would find High Reaches a 'good fit' given her personality.

History

Some people's lives begin with a choice. In Nathalia's case it was her father Thanael's choice to give up his opportunity for advancement to remain stationed at Igen Weyr. He had fallen hard for Green Rider Nadaea, and they had decided to try and make the relationship work long term, despite the obvious struggles that might arise. Issues did arise, and the day they decided to part ways Nadaea discovered that despite her measures she was with child. Wanting nothing to do with it, Thanael stayed in Igen until his daughter was born.

Early Childhood

Thanael and Nathalia moved to the Smith Craft Hall as soon as Nat was old enough to safely travel. Growing up without her mother did effect Nat deeply, and while it was true most riders were forced by necessity to hand over the duties of raising their progeny, Nadaea never so much as even looked at her daughter. Her father did his best to make up for it by doting on Nathalia and taking her with him everywhere he possibly could. Nat was never an extremely prissy child, she liked dresses and ribbons but also had no qualms about chasing crawlers or hunting tunnel snakes. A scrappy little thing, she took to fighting a little too well for her own good, though she didn't usually start them.

Nat spent most of her time in her father's modest workroom, watching as he would weigh out compounds and check the strengths of various stocks of ore. Her favorite thing was watching him work the forge, the hot sooty smells of the fires filling her with a warm sense of comfort. While others may have been surprised that the girl child had decided to follow in her father's footsteps and go into Smiting proper, it was a natural choice for Nathalia.

Apprenticeship

At the age of twelve, Nathalia began her apprenticeship, and it would be a long and tedious road. While the current Master of the hall was in fact a woman, many of the other Apprentices seemed to be all to happy to forget this fact when it came to 'judging ability." Nat had to work hard, and was often frustrated at the lack of respect she received from her peers. Any advancements she made were tallied under either someone feeling sorry for her, being a teachers pet, or even something more crass. This fact alone is probably what has steered her away from any kind of intimate relationship. She can banter with the best of them, but when it comes to things like kissing and the like, she is completely out of her element.

Needless to say that in part because of the kinds of boys her craft attracts, and in part because of her pride, fighting became a routine in her world. Usually it was some hold bred boy who was angry and embarrassed at being showed up, or just generally a male with a chip on their shoulder, Nat discovered she liked to drink when she had to nurse a particularly nasty set of bruises. She rarely ever lost, and the few times she was close someone would usually intervene. It had started to become a real problem by the time she made senior apprentice. While the Master of the Hall could certainly sympathize, something drastic needed to be done.

High Reaches

Nathalia's placement at high reaches was well thought out and soundly reasoned, even if the girl herself didn't quite understand the thinking. Having one of the best Crafting facilities outside of the hall itself, Nat would be able to finish out her Apprenticeship in an environment more 'suited' to her peculiarities. After her first night there during the Clutching party for Iovinath's third clutch, she started to understand just why the Master craft smith thought it would be a better fit.

It is a winter Evening, Day 19, month 3, turn 26 of Interval 10, Nathalia is searched out for high reaches by bluerider Warucori and Zaxameth.

Relationships

Friends: Elgin | Lirienne

Not So Friendly: Rhaelyn

Acquaintances:

Important Logs

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