quamilia

Quamilia

You enter the weyr, uncertian if this one has already been taken or not. However, no one appears, so you gently sit down on the bed. Almost immediately, two blurs divebomb your head, screeching furiously. After taking the pillow and holding it up on your head to help avoid the attacks, a girl strides in, calling angrily to the two blurs, which you now recognize as a bronze and green firelizard, both probably still close to hatchlings.. "Honestly, Zekari, Eyrmal, can't someone come in without you screeching and attacking them?" The two firelizards settle contentedly on her should, crooning softly. "Excuse me for my bronze Zek and green Eyr, but they're both very protective of me, because they're jealous of all of those dragons and flits that I've treated. You see, I'm a dragonhealer. I am Quamilia."
You tell her your name, and she smiles, brushing her red hair out of her light green eyes.
"I am still fixing up my weyr to where it looks nice, and there's nothing to do other than read my journal, if you wish, so you should probably try back again later. I'm sorry."
Suddenly, you hear a gentle voice in your head that startles you deeply. Hello, traveler, and welcome to my weyr.
"What was that?" You ask quickly, looking around for something somewhere. "Someone just said 'welcome to my weyr,' but it couldn't of been you..."
"That was Anaketh," Quamilia laughs. "She's my dragon, whom I recently Impressed. Well, not recently, she's a weyrling, but it seems like yesterday." Her eyes fill with joy and a smile splits her face. You qiuckly realize all of the tell-tale signs of the dragonet, including the oil and new flight gear. "She's back in her wallow, if you'd like to see her," Quamilia adds, and gestures to the wallow.

Do you want to:
Return to Dawn Sister's Weyr
Read Quamilia's Journal
See Anaketh

Name: Quamilia
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Physical Appearance: Red hair, tends more towards the light side. Slightly lighter-than-average green eyes, and fair skin that burns easily. Only has a spattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose. She might be considered "pretty" by some, but more along the lines of "decent" by most. Is by far not the most beautiful girl in the weyr.
History: Born at the weyr, and was raised as a slight tomboy. She was apprenticed to the dragon healer craft at the age of 12, not thinking that she wanted to be a dragonrider. Earned her Junior Apprentice knots at the age of 15, and her Senior at the age of 17. Also at seventeen Quamilia decided that she did, indeed, want to be a dragonrider, and after standing, Impressed the green Anaketh.
Personality: A little shy to start out with, but will soon be discovered to be flirtatious and loves to bat her eyes at the male Candidates, especially those that are holdbred and easily emabressed. She is a loyal friend, and cares nothing for gossip of any sort. Her main fault is her fliratiousness, and also how quickly she's hurt by an insult of any kind. Has a strong, deep love for the healing of dragons and firelizards.

Pets:

Name: Zekari
Species: Firelizard
Color: Bronze
Appearance: Has a rich, antique bronze coloration to him. Small, quicky, and speedy. Not one of those bronzes that catches the first queen it rises for, and will most likely never catch one.
Personality: Very protective of Quamilia already, and very jealous of all of the firelizards and dragons that she heals. Thinks nothing of dive-bombing an "attacker" whom he thinks will attack Quamilia.

Name: Eyrmal
Species: Firelizard
Color: Green
Appearance: A rich, deep, pine-green shade. The underside of her wings is an average pine green coloration. Average size and ablities for a green.
Personlaity: Not as protective of Quamilia as Zekari is, but is still a bit jeanous. Tends to be the follower of the bronze, and helps him on many "attacks."