Walking slowly into the first beams of dawn, you stretchs and continue on your way through the weyrbowl. Huge Weyr, you think, scanning the openings against the sides of the old Volcano. One opening in particular catches your eye, it's small, almost perfectly round in shape and set further back than the rest of the openings. Interesting..you think, yawning, and stretching again.

You walk further, searching for a way up to te small weyr. You spot an old, hanging rope latter going to the weyr, and decide to climb it. It's not that far, you think, trying to calm your fears. Looking down, which you know you shouldn't have, you realize that, in fact, you are very high up now. You keep climbing, determined not to fall. Once at the top, you breath a sigh of relief, looking over the edge of the ledge. A tall young man creeps out of the weyr enterance, his lean figure hunched and sleep in his eyes. Turning to face you, a slight blush coveres the bridge of his nose. "Umm.. hello traveller. Don't mind me, I'm just leaving." he says in a low voice, blushing a bit more. He hurries down the long rope latter before disappearing in the bowl below. Strange guy, you think.

"SANNA! Now stoop tha', ya silly thin'! Ah told ya ta stop playin' in tha woter a'long tame agoo! Now get b'for Ah Coom in ther' and maak ya leave!" you hear a shrill voice yell just inside the weyr opening. You poke your head in curiously, looking over the small but bright weyr. Large tapestries take over the walls, showing their beautiful and colorful scenes of long past adventures. A small, very messy human bed sits in the corning on the other end of the weyr, it's furs thrown this way and that on the floor, looking as if whomever lives here didn't sleep at all last night. A small young woman stands at the entrance to another part of the weyr, hands on hips, looknig sternly to whatever it is she was yelling at. "Ah tol' ya Sanna, geet out a ther' now! Don' maak me coom in ther' ya pesky set o'wings!" she yells again. With that, a squawking blue firelizard bolts out of the room, flying past you and nearly knocking you over. "Tha' pesky 'lizard, Ah tell ya he's tha most trooble Ah've 'ad in ages!" she says to herself, turning to show you her short, auburn hair and matching light brown eyes. Her short stature is compensated by her thin and pretty figure. "An' jus' wha' do ya think ya'r doin' in 'ere?!" she asks when she notices you.

You smile at her rish accent, trying to hold back laughter. "So, ya'r gooin' ta laugh at me too, are ya? Well yoo can jus' get out if tha's wha' ya'r plannin' on doin'! OUT!" she yells, throwing a wet cloth at you. You stumble backwards, mumbling you're very sorry and turn to leave. "Ah'm sorry travellar, Ah guess I'm a lille testy righ' now, tha's all. Ma name's Cristana, an' the blue ther' is Sanna. Ma worthless set o'wing ther' was playi'n in tha water and gettin' everthin' all messy. Ah.. that man that came out a bit earlier? Oh, well, 'e's jus' someone tha' lives in tha weyr b'low this one, tha's al." she says, grinning broadly. "Ah was born an raised at Sapphire 'old, ma sister is tha beast 'erder ther'. Ah, she was jealous when she foond out tha' Ah was searched! A'coorse, tha 'hold is only a short way a'ways from 'ere, so either oof us could'a been searched. Ma papa was a great beast 'erder in 'is day, but 'e was killed by one oof tha mighty beasts ah short while a'goo. Ma mother was a dragoon rider 'ere at the weyr, but she did so love ma pa. Ah miss him, Ah do. But ma sister took 'is place as beast 'erder an' Ah just 'elped 'er til one oof the search dragoons stopped 'ere. Ah'm sorry, am Ah ramblin' too much for ya?" she asks and stands, yawning slightly.

"Well, if'n ya want moor excitment, than maybe ya'd like ta see ma beau'y?" she asks, grinning widely. You nod, and follow her out to the open weyr ledge. The sun has now fully risen, streaking the emerald grass below a soft golden color. Cristana points out in the direction of the open fields next to the Weyr stalls, saying, "Ther's cen' ya see 'er? Ma lovely Star Fire, she's tha loveliest runner 'ere at Sapphire!" she tells you, directing your vision to a lone runner nibbling on the warm grass.



"'her full name is Star Fire's Eternal Love. She's ma pride an' joy, ma sister's runner's sister. Strange, isn' it?" she asks, grinning as the beautiful runner bursts into a full gallop, racing across the field. "Ah'm sorry if Ah scared ya earlier traveller, and Ah'm sorry if Ah talked ya'r ear oof. Ah get like that soomtimes, real talkative like. But Ah'm just so happ.y The Weyrwoman Said Ah could try for candidacy at ma favorite Weyr, Black Stone Weyr. Ah jus' haven' gotten much sleep latly, an' Ah really should. Ah guess ya should be goin' then traveller, Ah 'ave a long sday a'ead oof me. But do promise to coom back, I want you here ta see if Ah get a dragon!" she smiles brightly before turning back around and leaving you alone on the sunning ledge. Wat a strange girl, you think, sheilding the bright morning sun.

Cristanna's Stats

Name	Cristanna
Rank	Candidate
Age	17
Sex	Female
Hair	Auburn
Eyes	Light Brown
Mate	"heh.. Don' go askin' tha' now traveller!"
Dragon Name	---
Parents	Jana, Crolut
Siblings	Julanna
Children	---
Place Of Birth	Sapphire Hold

Name: Star Fire's Eternal Love
Sex: Mare
Dam: N/A
Sire: N/A
Markings: White Golden Socks/ White Golden mask
Strengths: Wild, fast, great personality, free spirited
Faults: Tends to be protective of her owner, doesn't like baths except mud baths
Personality: This strong, yet gentle mare is the embodyment of wildness. She will only let her owner and jockey handle her, and even then she likes to ride fast and strong with them on her back!






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