Vanetin
A fairly short female stands before you, in juxtaposition to the long staff
 she carries, as a walking aid, and as a weapon, if need be. One look at her
 tells you she is not one to fool around with. She carries herself with an air
 of unconscious arrogance, daring anyone to cross her. As her friends will
 attest, though, once one meets her, she is not nearly as forbidding. Her face
 is not very noticeable; always an alert expression, and it is unusual to see
 a smile there for long. She has a dark complexion, either a tan or her skin
 color, you can't be sure which. She has dark brown hair streaming half-way
 down her back, held tightly back in a braid by a long leather thong which
 continues down her back a few more inches, thin wisps escaping to frame her
 face. Her piercing brown eyes hide everything and nothing, showing her mood
 only when she allows them.
She dons a cloak of wher-hide made from many different skins, all dyed
 different colors as they fade into one another, made for the weather one can
 often find in climates like that of the Telgar region of Pern.  Under this
 she wears a nondescript black tunic, more wherhide, and a pair of slightly
 loose grey breeches.  Leather boots cover her feet, and a leather belt
 completes the ensemble.  A bronze pendant, her only show of jewelry, is an
 intricate design composed of a dragon and a dolphin coming together to form a
 loop.  Perched on her belt is a slightly longer-than-normal belt knife, the
 hilt a slightly lighter shade than the rest, showing much use.
She looks to be about 15 Turns, 8 months and 4 days old.
She is awake and looks alert.
Carrying:
 Long Staff                             Nimbus
 Belt Knife                              Malik
 Pendant
Staring with awe at her newest baby blue! And reserving an admiring gaze for
 the elder, as well.
 

Vanetin lived in Ruatha until she was ten Turns old.  Her father, her last
 living relative in the West, died shortly after her tenth Turnday.  Her only
 memory of him, a bronze pendant, stays around her neck at all times.  Her
 uncle had her fostered to Telgar Weyr after five Turns, saying that he
 couldn't handle having a child around.  Forced to make her way there on her
 own, with only her runner, Crian, as company, she learned the hard way how to
 care for herself, living out of doors for months at a time and learning new
 things along the way.  She became an expert with her trusty belt knife, and
 her demeanor was changed from an open and trusting one to a quiet,
 thoughtful, and alert pose at all times.  One of the only things she allows
 herself to immerse in is music.

Long Staff
Held by Vanetin, this staff looks to be about six feet tall, standing a foot
 taller than its owner. It is made of dark Skybroom wood, but the bottom shows
 wear nevertheless, as it has been used as a walking aid, and as a weapon from
 time to time. It has an intricately carved line of chasing firelizards
 circling it down to the base, each firelizard different and expertly shaped.
 Vanetin is very proud of her staff, and is ever reluctant to leave it
 anywhere that she isn't near.

Belt Knife
This belt knife has a grip made of steel, which nevertheless is lighter than
 the rest of the knife where it has obviously been gripped, showing much use.
 The blade is kept to a well-honed edge, ready for use at any time that it may
 be needed.

Pendant
You lean forward to take a closer look at the pendant that Vanetin wears. This
 bronze pendant, Vanetin's only jewelry, is very special, given to her by her
 father shortly before he died. It shows a dragon and a dolphin, coming
 together to form a loop, handicrafted by her uncle, a smithcrafter.
 Originally, it was made to be her handfasting gift, but her father wanted her
 to have it if he was to die before that day.

Malik, Vanetin's pride and joy :)
This firelizard is a spritely creature. A streak of cobalt blue whips it's way
 down his back, joined by a breezy sky blue. His head is covered with a dark
 violet-blue that is joined by a whisp of light, billowing blue. It flows down
 his neck to merge with the cobalt. His feet are bright voilet with streaks of
 ocean blue-grey and navy. His tail is swirls of all colors of blue, mixed
 together.
This blue is a wild one, preferring the wildness of the winds to
 the captivity of inside. He loves flying whereverer the winds will take him,
 a mountain, perhaps. Or a forest. It doesn't matter to this blue. He is a sly
 one, too. Able to flit in quitely, acting as if he hasn't a care in the
 world, inching over to some unsuspectiong person... Who me? I never even came
 /close/ to your meat! Still, he may be wild, but his bond with his lifemate
 will always bring him home.
Malik is 8 Months and 15 Days old.
in awe of his newly-hatched humanpet.

Nimbus, Van's /other/ pride and joy. ;)
Bad to the bone in an penguin suit of navy blue is this fire lizard. A
 lengthened muzzle sticks beakishly out below darkened headknobs of the
 midnight sky, elongating his silvered form. Stumpy wings and stubs of legs
 add waddling to the repetoire of the odd man out, but only strengthen
 talent-- mischief.
Nimbus is 10 Days old.
 

She lives in Telgar Weyr, as a Harper CraftHelper.  Thread has just started falling, marking the beginning of a new 50-year Pass.

The StarStones page is probably better at explaining than I could ever be.

The connection to StarStones is telnet://mserv1.wizvax.net:9999 but I /really/ don't suggest using Raw Telnet unless you are very desperate.  If you press the 'Back' button on your browser, you will find at the bottom of the page a link to something called SimpleMu, which is just the very best way that I've found to link onto M**s.