Post by Yakura on Feb 11, 2008 19:13:35 GMT -5
General Information
Name: Krii
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Rank: Candidate, Senior Apprentice Healer
Appearance
Hair: Red-gold.
Eyes: Amber.
Height: 5'6"
Over-All: Krii's can only be described as unique in appearance. She stands at a relative height to most, falling into the middle without much contest either way. Her body has already developed the full curves of being a woman, and has been as such for quite awhile. Her skin is lighter than most of Sanctum Weyr, but is also speckled quite liberally with freckles, most of which fall across her shoulders and chest, as well as a few that are sprinkled over the bridge of her nose and upper cheeks.
Her face is delicately boned and heart-shaped, full lips always pulled up in a smile. Her chin is pointed and her nose is somewhat snub, which some people mistake Krii's most unique feature is not her strange, red-gold hair, which is wavy and falls to somewhere around the middle of her back. It is her eyes. Framed by long, dark lashes, her eyes are considered amber in coloring, an off-tone of brown. Her family contested that her eyes were either brown, orange, amber, or gold, while Krii herself personally opted for amber, for she thought the description fit her eyes better, the golden-orange color always warm and flowing.
Krii often wears colors that compliment her hair and eyes, tending to stick to either pastels or bright, springy colors. Such colors often fall into the range of greens, either light lime greens or dark forest greens. Although she prefers brighter colors, she is also known to wear browns and tans. She always wears a smidge of a brighter color with such drab uniform, believing in always being cheery and warm. Along with her bright clothing she also has a single necklace, simple in design. It consists of a bleached leather strip run through a piece of dark wood, with is completely round and smoothed.
Personality
Krii is always the first to laugh and the first to smile. She finds humor in almost any situation, and sometimes inappropriately so. Although she tends to make jokes more of herself than anything, she can poke fun at others in an extremely rude manner, leading to assumptions about her character. Still, she is quick to laugh at almost any situation, as well as smile. She is almost always smiling, a bright, teeth-flashing smile that bespeaks of happier times. She sometimes smiles in situations unbefitting of such emotions, though it is more of a nervous gesture than anything.
Krii enjoys meeting new people a great deal, this only second to flirting, which has become her pass time, it seems. Anyone is a possible friend, from the simple Holdfolk to the musical Journeymen. Flirting ranks almost as high on her scale, for she seems to be enamored with almost anyone. This is a facade, though, for she rarely commits to anyone or anything. The only person or creature she holds allegiance to is Prim, her green firelizard. She values Prim above herself, it seems, and often brags about her complementing flitt.
Krii is fairly calm and composed otherwise, tending to listen and think. She is hardly unintelligent in any manner, actually succeeding quite fairly in any attempts she makes. She does, though, have a fear of larger men, those who resemble her father more than anything. Her father appears to be chief among the few things she fears, and she is deathly afraid of him. Although her calm is rarely broken, extreme cases of fear and terror can do such a thing.
History
Krii was born to a simple family just outside of Sanctum Hold. She was the third girl of four, her only younger sister dying at a young age of causes that were, at the time, unknown to her. Sadly, the coming years worked out a story of there own, one that would sadly be repeated.
Her mother was an over-worked, haggard woman, thin and graying at a young age. Her father, on the other hand, was a tall, robust man, handsome in his early years. Time had led him to go to seed, growing a gut that was hardly what one would consider jolly. Krii's mother, Ilana, had fallen in love with her husband young, fawning over his rippling muscles and chiseled looks. He was hardly anything like that underneath, instead being a cruel man, prone to fits of rage and passionate fury.
Krii's oldest sister was the first to fall to her father's fist. At a young age Krii watched on as her father would beat her sister, blaming the poor girl for everything and anything. His fits of rage increased through time, until it finally fell to include Krii's second sister. Krii's mother was fortunately spared, and for a time life went on as such. Krii's sisters would hide their bruises and cuts beneath long tunics and breeches while Krii herself escaped her father's rage. It was not to continue, though.
One of Krii's elder sisters became pregnant. At the time, Krii did not understand what that meant, for she was only four and had just been apprenticed to a Healer. Her family did not involve itself outside of their own household, leaving only one option - their father. Innocent Krii continued her studies, oblivious. Part of the reason she had become apprenticed to a Healer was to help her sisters, and sometimes her mother, who was often spared from her father's wrath.
Time proceeded and her sister gave birth to a healthy boy. Krii later realized this was what her father had wished for and attempted to create in his own perverse manner, but at the time she merely helped to care for her nephew. Not long after his birth her second-eldest sister mysteriously disappeared. The family thought it likely that she had fled. Bereft of one daughter, beatings for Krii summarily ensued.
Krii spent as little time at home as possible, spending most of her day working, coming home only when she hoped he was asleep or drunk. She still was unable to avoid the majority of the beatings, yet she continued to grow and flourish. Her eldest sister had another child, but this time decided differently from the last child. She took her newborn child and committed suicide, leaping off with the babe clutched to her chest. Krii's mother was heartbroken and began to waste away, doting on her only remaining daughter. All of the beatings fell on Krii, as did the same fate as her elder sister.
Krii somehow managed to escape with the aid of her mother, also escaping pregnancy by. She left behind her mother, father, and nephew when she reached the age of 10. She took up residence in Sanctum Weyr, working in the kitchens and helping to cook. She continued her apprenticeship, though in much smaller intervals, fearful that her father would see her. One day she happened upon a flitt Hatching and was fortunate enough to Impress Prim, who became her stalwart companion, always there whenever she needed her. She worked and studied, attempting to succeed in something, at least, and outlive her father.
Flitters
Name: Prim
Species: Firelizard
Age: 3
Color: Green
Description: Prim is a bright, almost vividly green firelizard. Her body is long and sleek, somewhat thin but strong and healthy nonetheless. Her wings are overlarge, leading to her being clumsy on land, but amazingly graceful and deft in the air.
Personality: Prim is cheery and loud, often chirruping at Krii. She is exceedingly energetic and flighty, often disappearing for periods of time to do whatever it is she does when she's gone. She prefers to sit on Krii's shoulder, though, often weaving herself into Krii's hair and getting thoroughly entangled.
Name: Mister Gallant
Species: Firelizard
Age: Freshly hatched
Color: Brown
Description: If ever there was a graceful flitt, it would be this gorgeous brown. His hide is an amazingly deep brown, close to black, in fact, which makes him appear even more slender. Long, thin limbs and and unnaturally long tail are always in motion, following a slow, graceful pattern. His wing are long but hardly wide at all, which gives him a sleek, stream-lined appearance. Despite his placid nature, Mister Gallant always seems to be in motion in one way or another, be it the subtle undulations of his tail or a fluttering of his wings.
Personality: From the moment he hatched, Mister Gallant was designated to be a peacemaker. He abhors anger in any form and will go out of his way to pacify those who are offensive, often fetching things from incredibly long distances to help calm them. Unlike Prim, he is undeniably pleasant to be around every moment of the day, practically exuding calm form his every little pore. A pacifist if there ever was one, Mister Gallant is never angry or upset and seems to live to please others.
FOR CANDIDATES:
Honorific: -
Preferred Color: Gold, as does everyone. x3
