Victory Weyr
Rae
Name: Rae
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Rank: Drudge
Main Location: Victory Weyr

Physical Description: Rae has long mahogany hair that is kept in a long neat braid down her back, and is always shining from wash, and always smelling of sweetsand. The woman's eyes are a true harper blue, and set directly above a row of light brown freckles that are splattered across her nose and cheeks. The woman's nose is small and up-turned, and situated just above an 'up-side' down mouth that rarely quirks into a smile.
Not covered by her braids are Rae's ears, which most people find fascinating. They are flat, and have no curl whatsoever, and they tend to stick out slightly, not marring her looks, but giving her a since of orginality the ears are one of Rae's favorite things about herself.
The woman's tall and slim body is mostly hidden in the baggy garb that most Istanian people wear. The drudge favors drab colors, and simple things. The thing that frightens her most is drawing male attention to herself.

Emotional Description: Rae was physically, mentally and sexually abused by her father and then her husband, destroying every shread of self-esteem and hope. On her way to the South after being thrown from her home by her husband's mistress, she came to the firm belief that she brought harm to any near her that helped her or seemed to care. It's not surprising that she is incredibly suicidal. While her first attempt failed, she waits for the next opportunity to present itself.

Abilities/Strengths/Weaknesses: She's a good organiser of people and supplies, always knowing what's needed where and when. When she putsher mind to it, she can be a very caring person, who goes out of her way to give advice where needed. She doesn't take critism all that well, she tends to glare at them, then just walks away. Unless she has to, she prefers not to talk to anyone. If confronted about something, and shes's in a tight courner, she has beenknown to speak out in her defence, rather harshly. Being the perfectionist, she prefers do most of the work herself, and doesn't delegate as much as she should.

Brief History: Her mother dead before Rae had a chance to know her, Rae was physically, mentally and sexually abused by her father. Handfasted to Holder Gatin at the age of 13 Turns, the abuse continued by the cruel 31 Turn old, destroying what little self-esteem and hope remained, his mistress eagerly joining in the cruel fun. When her son was still born and she was told it was unlikely she could ever bare another, she was relieved, grateful not to bring another into the life she lived. As soon as the Healer left, Gatin had his mistress throw Rae from the Hold at the age of 20. Somewhere in her abused mind, she realized the South might prove different.
However her journey there only caused Rae to come tothe realization that she brought harm to any near her that helped her or seemed to care. A kind family with a mother, father and three younglings, found her on her way to the sea to find a ship and made her a part of their group, their hearts aching for the obviousl y abused woman.
On their journey across the sea a storm brutally rackedthe ship, sending the father overboard lost to the ocean’s angry waves. Rae knew that once again her bad luck at struck causing this poor family to loose their father, and the woman to lose her husband.
When the ship landed on the Southern Continent Raegratefully left the ship and the family behind. Only to be found by a caravan of merchants. Rae hesitantly followed the group, and was amazed when they pulled into the Weyrbowl of Victory Weyr. Feeling that she had finallyfound a place Rae quickly found the Headwoman and began work as a drudge.



Written by: Heather

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