Post by Darwin on Sept 4, 2018 8:30:02 GMT -7
Character Number: 12th
Name of Character: Nohalis
Age: 23 Turns
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetero
Location: Darwin's Hold
Status: Healthy and Fit
Rank: Crimson Handler
Appearance: Nohalis has black hair with light brown, almost amber eyes. She stands at 5'4" and weighs about 137. Her hair reaches to just below her waist. She generally keeps it up off her neck in a runner's tail. Though she will also put it in a braid. She has filled out somewhat. Her hips are curved just to be temptation, and her chest area is ample. Not eye catching but enough to make a man look. She wears dark colors that add to her olive complexion really well. She has a nice simple chin that moves up to high cheekbones. She has thin wide lips and thin eyebrows. She has a small birthmark on her lower back to the left side. She is mostly seen in a tunic and pants. Nohalis doesn't usually dress up unless it is for a Gather or some other occasion. She has a nice red dress that she keeps at the bottom of her clothes press and wears that dress for those occasions.
Personality: Tenacious, outgoing, romantic, domineering. Nohalis is a very tenacious person when it comes to things that she has a deep involvement in. Especially when it comes to Whers. She loves whers and her beautiful red Nohask. She would do anything for the Red Wher. She has a deep mindset when she is going about her duties, and does not tolerate any foolishness or fooling around. She has a business-like manner when dealing with anyone of a high rank. She is not the first one to relax and kick back when things are done, making sure everything is as it should be before she’ll allow herself to even think about relaxing. She is a very outgoing person, she’ll always greet people with a sincere smile and handshake. She is very friendly and likes to spend time with her friends if her duties will allow. Her favorite thing to do in her spare time is go for a hike with her friends. Nohalis is a highly romantic woman, and dreams of meeting the perfect male Wherhandler to be her mate. Though if you try and tell her there is no such thing as the Perfect Male Wherhandler, she’ll start to cry and say that that isn’t true. And then you will get an earful of ‘how there is the perfect mate on Pern for every person’, and not to mention that ‘I just haven’t found him yet’, and don’t forget the ‘that’s no excuse for me to not be looking and hoping’. Yes, she is a highly hopeless romantic. Though some might name her as an airhead when it comes to romance with Nohalis. But when it comes to the training of Wherlings, Nohalis is domineering and her business-like mannerism is back in full swing. She has a specific way when it comes to training Wherling Handlers. If she were on Earth, she’d be in the military. She has a quick mind and a flashing temper that bodes ill for anyone when she loses it.
Family
Mother: Sallis of Green Sallisk, Telgar Hold
Father: Thain of Brown Thaisk, Telgar Hold
Thallis, m, 34, Journeyman Smith, Moonlight Hold
Sallain, m, 29, Journeyman Tanner, Telgar Hold
Thailla, f, 26, of Copper Thaillask, Darwin Hold
Children: None as of yet.
Weyrmates: Kalan of Brown Kalask, Darwin Hold
Ex-Lovers: Feris of Onyx Male Ferisk (dec)
History: Whers were all Nohalis knew as a young girl. Both of her parents were handlers, her mother, Sallis of green Sallisk and her father, Thain of brown Thaisk, at Telgar Hold. She had heard many rumors about living in a Weyr, growing up around Whers, but she never gave any of the rumors any credit. She ran with the other holdbrats, causing trouble, and taking the punishment for sticking that dead tunnelsnake there, and dumping that boiling pot of fresh made klah on that boy’s head. The usual feats of young children. She even shared the fighting as well with the bullies, even had one of her front teeth knocked out during a scuffle with a mean girl. The girl ended up with a black eye and a busted lip from Nohalis. It paid to have two older brothers to learn how to fight from. As well as having their fair share of bruises and cuts from their own sibling rivalry. She learned to roll with the punches and make sure she got some in before the fight got broken up.
Nohalis was about thirteen when her oldest brother, Thallis, had purchased a firelizard egg and gave it to her as a late birthing day gift when he arrived back at the Hold. Thallis had been sent to the Smith Hall not long after he’d apprenticed to the craft and was now a Journeyman. He’d managed to save most of his earned marks to buy a firelizard egg. The egg hatched a few days later. It was a cute gold firelizard. Nohalis fed the gold hungry firelizard and named her Spirit for how spirited the gold was. Even when the she had a clutch, she was courageous. Nohalis came into her room a turn later to find a small number of eggs and a tunnelsnake about to devour one. Spirit appeared suddenly and killed the tunnelsnake before it got close enough to eat her eggs. At the age of 15, Nohalis was searched for a dragon clutch of the Weyr. She accepted but she was left standing.
She stayed as a Candidate, standing for dragon and wher clutches, but she was always left standing. She was teased by another girl that had also been left standing after the Senior Queen’s eighth clutch that Nohalis had been left standing at. Nohalis hated that other girl but tolerated her in the hopes that she would finally impress and the other girl would not. Turns passed and Nohalis turned 20. She was standing for another clutch, but a wher clutch, a large clutch of twelve eggs. One precious egg sat in the claws of it’s dam. It was the last egg to hatch. A red, glistening body fell to the sand with a startled squawk. The dam didn’t do anything, but she was waiting. The little red wher righted herself from the sand and stood looking at her mother before chirping and turning to look at the only two Candidates left. Nohalis and the other girl. The other girl grinned in triumph, not even thinking that Nohalis had a shot at the beautiful Red. The red wherling had other plans. She walked up gingerly to the other girl and sniffed her. She then turned to Nohalis and sniffed her. She sat down and looked up at Nohalis adoringly.
Nohalis is Nohask's!
There was a scream of rage and anger from the other girl. “She is mine!” The other girl made to lunge at Nohalis with her own dagger drawn. Before anyone could react, the red wher growled and lunged at the other girl, sinking her teeth into the girl’s arm that held the dagger and the red shook her head violently. The other girl screamed in sheer panic and fear. Because the other girl tried to attack Nohalis, the girl was taken out of Candidacy and sent home. Nohalis was not in the least bit surprised at what the red wher had done to the other girl, she’d been raised around Whers to know what to expect, especially with a red wherling. For the bonded pair, Wherling Training was a blur, but fill with many happy and sad memories. And then, Nohask ran for the first time. Nohask was caught by a tame wher, black Ferisk of handler Feris. Nohalis and Feris were friends and became closer after the run. The resulting clutch was a large clutch of nine eggs. Nohalis and Nohask were very proud. As well as Feris and Ferisk. And then the eggs hatched. Nohalis loved the experience and enjoyed it while she could.
A few months after Nohask’s first clutch hatched, tragedy happened. During the time that Nohalis and Feris were together, Feris had become possessive and verbally abusive. But once the eggs had hatched, Feris lost it. He saw Nohalis talking to another male Wher handler by the faint light of a glowbasket and went to speak with her when she was alone. He started yelling at her. And then he hit her, and he kept on hitting her, even as she pleaded for him to stop. Before anyone could intervene, a red blur came out of no where. It was Nohask! The Red lunged at Feris and knocked him to the ground. She clawed and mauled him to death. His wher went wild and went after Nohask, but she killed the bronze wher too. Nohalis fell to her knees in tears. She didn’t want to stay any longer and she and her red wher packed their things that night and fled from the only home she and Nohask knew. They headed right for Black Rock WherHold. Once arrived, she never told anyone the real reason why she’d left her home Weyr. Ever since two turns ago, Nohask has had her usual runs and clutches. Though Nohalis clings to the hope that she will one day find the perfect mate.
Pets
Name: Spirit
Species: Gold Flitter
Hex Code: ffd700
Age: 10 Turns
Sex: Female
Appearance: •49 inches in length, with large wings
•robust body frame with a long, whip-like tail
•long legs
•small scar on her back leg from when she hatched
•26 inches in height at the shoulders
Personality: •spunky
•adventurous
•bold
•cunning
•energetic
•fearless
•meticulous about appearance
•intelligent
•motherly
•sassy
Wher Template
Name: Nohask
Color: Crimson [c3010c]
Age: 4 Turns
Ground Grew: Darwin's Hold
Status: Healthy and Fit
Appearance: Nohask is by far the largest Crimson Wher. She stands exactly seven and a half feet long and by four feet high at the shoulders. Her hide is a dark blood red color, with lighter red on her wings, legs, and belly. Her tail is unusually long for her body but not a hindrance. Her legs are a bit long as well but allow for her to gain incredibly quick on her prey or any attacker. She is lithe and quite agile. Despite her looks, she is quite graceful. Her headnobs are a lighter shade of red, like her wings, legs, and stomach. Nohask’s mindvoice is very soft and mellow. It gets a biting quality when she’s angry or otherwise upset about something. Her mindvoice is like a velvety drink of chocolate milk or a smooth and creamy cup of klah, like a hint of mint was added just to be soothing. There is a lilt to her mindvoice as she speaks. It is very smooth and soft when she is being sarcastic or if she’s in a dangerous mood that only her handler is aware of.
Personality: As far as Nohask is concerned, Nohask is in charge, and will snap at any Wher that does not do what she tells them to. She is not above biting or nipping to get her point across, but she is careful to now make it deadly or draw ichor. She is a force to be reckoned with when she has a clutch on the sands. If you want a chance to bond with one of her sons or daughters, the best thing to do is grovel and give her lots and LOTS of praise. And hope she’s in a good mood. Otherwise, come back closer to Hatching. She is very forceful and demanding when she is doing her duty of protecting the Weyr at night. And she takes it very seriously. Nohask is a completely different wher when she is with her handler. She is almost like a little puppy just brought home. She is bouncy and full of energy and gets excited about every thing so easily. Though there are some things that frighten her. She hates screaming, any type of loud noise. Mainly because she doesn’t know what it is, she’ll get scared by it. If you threaten or harm her handler, she will react first and analyze later. She is a wild predator when it comes to defending her handler. And she will not hesitate to kill to make sure her handler will be safe. And that goes double for her clutches. She would give her life without pause for her handler and any of her clutches. She’s killed one predator, she’ll do it again if she feels she has to.
Name: Noask
Color: Albino Teal [82bba1]
Age: 2 Turns
Ground Grew: Darwin's Hold
Status: Healthy and Fit
Appearance: Noask is a very small albino teal female. She is much smaller than her twin Halcysk. She is the albino white which also has the silvery tint to her hide. Her wing sails are a very pale teal coloring. She has a small silver heart on her left shoulder. Her wings are on the larger side, and her tail is longer and much leaner than most whers tails are. She will be fast but not so much more than her twin, but she will have more stamina than most teal whers do.
Personality: Noask is a sweety. She’s nice and friendly and loves to be around others. She’s very talkative. One thing she can’t stand is people breaking the rules or avoiding justice. She’s very shy when it come to other males besides her twin or siblings. She will be caring towards her offspring but prefers her mate to protect her and the littles.
Name of Character: Nohalis
Age: 23 Turns
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetero
Location: Darwin's Hold
Status: Healthy and Fit
Rank: Crimson Handler
Appearance: Nohalis has black hair with light brown, almost amber eyes. She stands at 5'4" and weighs about 137. Her hair reaches to just below her waist. She generally keeps it up off her neck in a runner's tail. Though she will also put it in a braid. She has filled out somewhat. Her hips are curved just to be temptation, and her chest area is ample. Not eye catching but enough to make a man look. She wears dark colors that add to her olive complexion really well. She has a nice simple chin that moves up to high cheekbones. She has thin wide lips and thin eyebrows. She has a small birthmark on her lower back to the left side. She is mostly seen in a tunic and pants. Nohalis doesn't usually dress up unless it is for a Gather or some other occasion. She has a nice red dress that she keeps at the bottom of her clothes press and wears that dress for those occasions.
Personality: Tenacious, outgoing, romantic, domineering. Nohalis is a very tenacious person when it comes to things that she has a deep involvement in. Especially when it comes to Whers. She loves whers and her beautiful red Nohask. She would do anything for the Red Wher. She has a deep mindset when she is going about her duties, and does not tolerate any foolishness or fooling around. She has a business-like manner when dealing with anyone of a high rank. She is not the first one to relax and kick back when things are done, making sure everything is as it should be before she’ll allow herself to even think about relaxing. She is a very outgoing person, she’ll always greet people with a sincere smile and handshake. She is very friendly and likes to spend time with her friends if her duties will allow. Her favorite thing to do in her spare time is go for a hike with her friends. Nohalis is a highly romantic woman, and dreams of meeting the perfect male Wherhandler to be her mate. Though if you try and tell her there is no such thing as the Perfect Male Wherhandler, she’ll start to cry and say that that isn’t true. And then you will get an earful of ‘how there is the perfect mate on Pern for every person’, and not to mention that ‘I just haven’t found him yet’, and don’t forget the ‘that’s no excuse for me to not be looking and hoping’. Yes, she is a highly hopeless romantic. Though some might name her as an airhead when it comes to romance with Nohalis. But when it comes to the training of Wherlings, Nohalis is domineering and her business-like mannerism is back in full swing. She has a specific way when it comes to training Wherling Handlers. If she were on Earth, she’d be in the military. She has a quick mind and a flashing temper that bodes ill for anyone when she loses it.
Family
Mother: Sallis of Green Sallisk, Telgar Hold
Father: Thain of Brown Thaisk, Telgar Hold
Thallis, m, 34, Journeyman Smith, Moonlight Hold
Sallain, m, 29, Journeyman Tanner, Telgar Hold
Thailla, f, 26, of Copper Thaillask, Darwin Hold
Children: None as of yet.
Weyrmates: Kalan of Brown Kalask, Darwin Hold
Ex-Lovers: Feris of Onyx Male Ferisk (dec)
History: Whers were all Nohalis knew as a young girl. Both of her parents were handlers, her mother, Sallis of green Sallisk and her father, Thain of brown Thaisk, at Telgar Hold. She had heard many rumors about living in a Weyr, growing up around Whers, but she never gave any of the rumors any credit. She ran with the other holdbrats, causing trouble, and taking the punishment for sticking that dead tunnelsnake there, and dumping that boiling pot of fresh made klah on that boy’s head. The usual feats of young children. She even shared the fighting as well with the bullies, even had one of her front teeth knocked out during a scuffle with a mean girl. The girl ended up with a black eye and a busted lip from Nohalis. It paid to have two older brothers to learn how to fight from. As well as having their fair share of bruises and cuts from their own sibling rivalry. She learned to roll with the punches and make sure she got some in before the fight got broken up.
Nohalis was about thirteen when her oldest brother, Thallis, had purchased a firelizard egg and gave it to her as a late birthing day gift when he arrived back at the Hold. Thallis had been sent to the Smith Hall not long after he’d apprenticed to the craft and was now a Journeyman. He’d managed to save most of his earned marks to buy a firelizard egg. The egg hatched a few days later. It was a cute gold firelizard. Nohalis fed the gold hungry firelizard and named her Spirit for how spirited the gold was. Even when the she had a clutch, she was courageous. Nohalis came into her room a turn later to find a small number of eggs and a tunnelsnake about to devour one. Spirit appeared suddenly and killed the tunnelsnake before it got close enough to eat her eggs. At the age of 15, Nohalis was searched for a dragon clutch of the Weyr. She accepted but she was left standing.
She stayed as a Candidate, standing for dragon and wher clutches, but she was always left standing. She was teased by another girl that had also been left standing after the Senior Queen’s eighth clutch that Nohalis had been left standing at. Nohalis hated that other girl but tolerated her in the hopes that she would finally impress and the other girl would not. Turns passed and Nohalis turned 20. She was standing for another clutch, but a wher clutch, a large clutch of twelve eggs. One precious egg sat in the claws of it’s dam. It was the last egg to hatch. A red, glistening body fell to the sand with a startled squawk. The dam didn’t do anything, but she was waiting. The little red wher righted herself from the sand and stood looking at her mother before chirping and turning to look at the only two Candidates left. Nohalis and the other girl. The other girl grinned in triumph, not even thinking that Nohalis had a shot at the beautiful Red. The red wherling had other plans. She walked up gingerly to the other girl and sniffed her. She then turned to Nohalis and sniffed her. She sat down and looked up at Nohalis adoringly.
Nohalis is Nohask's!
There was a scream of rage and anger from the other girl. “She is mine!” The other girl made to lunge at Nohalis with her own dagger drawn. Before anyone could react, the red wher growled and lunged at the other girl, sinking her teeth into the girl’s arm that held the dagger and the red shook her head violently. The other girl screamed in sheer panic and fear. Because the other girl tried to attack Nohalis, the girl was taken out of Candidacy and sent home. Nohalis was not in the least bit surprised at what the red wher had done to the other girl, she’d been raised around Whers to know what to expect, especially with a red wherling. For the bonded pair, Wherling Training was a blur, but fill with many happy and sad memories. And then, Nohask ran for the first time. Nohask was caught by a tame wher, black Ferisk of handler Feris. Nohalis and Feris were friends and became closer after the run. The resulting clutch was a large clutch of nine eggs. Nohalis and Nohask were very proud. As well as Feris and Ferisk. And then the eggs hatched. Nohalis loved the experience and enjoyed it while she could.
A few months after Nohask’s first clutch hatched, tragedy happened. During the time that Nohalis and Feris were together, Feris had become possessive and verbally abusive. But once the eggs had hatched, Feris lost it. He saw Nohalis talking to another male Wher handler by the faint light of a glowbasket and went to speak with her when she was alone. He started yelling at her. And then he hit her, and he kept on hitting her, even as she pleaded for him to stop. Before anyone could intervene, a red blur came out of no where. It was Nohask! The Red lunged at Feris and knocked him to the ground. She clawed and mauled him to death. His wher went wild and went after Nohask, but she killed the bronze wher too. Nohalis fell to her knees in tears. She didn’t want to stay any longer and she and her red wher packed their things that night and fled from the only home she and Nohask knew. They headed right for Black Rock WherHold. Once arrived, she never told anyone the real reason why she’d left her home Weyr. Ever since two turns ago, Nohask has had her usual runs and clutches. Though Nohalis clings to the hope that she will one day find the perfect mate.
Pets
Name: Spirit
Species: Gold Flitter
Hex Code: ffd700
Age: 10 Turns
Sex: Female
Appearance: •49 inches in length, with large wings
•robust body frame with a long, whip-like tail
•long legs
•small scar on her back leg from when she hatched
•26 inches in height at the shoulders
Personality: •spunky
•adventurous
•bold
•cunning
•energetic
•fearless
•meticulous about appearance
•intelligent
•motherly
•sassy
Wher Template
Name: Nohask
Color: Crimson [c3010c]
Age: 4 Turns
Ground Grew: Darwin's Hold
Status: Healthy and Fit
Appearance: Nohask is by far the largest Crimson Wher. She stands exactly seven and a half feet long and by four feet high at the shoulders. Her hide is a dark blood red color, with lighter red on her wings, legs, and belly. Her tail is unusually long for her body but not a hindrance. Her legs are a bit long as well but allow for her to gain incredibly quick on her prey or any attacker. She is lithe and quite agile. Despite her looks, she is quite graceful. Her headnobs are a lighter shade of red, like her wings, legs, and stomach. Nohask’s mindvoice is very soft and mellow. It gets a biting quality when she’s angry or otherwise upset about something. Her mindvoice is like a velvety drink of chocolate milk or a smooth and creamy cup of klah, like a hint of mint was added just to be soothing. There is a lilt to her mindvoice as she speaks. It is very smooth and soft when she is being sarcastic or if she’s in a dangerous mood that only her handler is aware of.
Personality: As far as Nohask is concerned, Nohask is in charge, and will snap at any Wher that does not do what she tells them to. She is not above biting or nipping to get her point across, but she is careful to now make it deadly or draw ichor. She is a force to be reckoned with when she has a clutch on the sands. If you want a chance to bond with one of her sons or daughters, the best thing to do is grovel and give her lots and LOTS of praise. And hope she’s in a good mood. Otherwise, come back closer to Hatching. She is very forceful and demanding when she is doing her duty of protecting the Weyr at night. And she takes it very seriously. Nohask is a completely different wher when she is with her handler. She is almost like a little puppy just brought home. She is bouncy and full of energy and gets excited about every thing so easily. Though there are some things that frighten her. She hates screaming, any type of loud noise. Mainly because she doesn’t know what it is, she’ll get scared by it. If you threaten or harm her handler, she will react first and analyze later. She is a wild predator when it comes to defending her handler. And she will not hesitate to kill to make sure her handler will be safe. And that goes double for her clutches. She would give her life without pause for her handler and any of her clutches. She’s killed one predator, she’ll do it again if she feels she has to.
Name: Noask
Color: Albino Teal [82bba1]
Age: 2 Turns
Ground Grew: Darwin's Hold
Status: Healthy and Fit
Appearance: Noask is a very small albino teal female. She is much smaller than her twin Halcysk. She is the albino white which also has the silvery tint to her hide. Her wing sails are a very pale teal coloring. She has a small silver heart on her left shoulder. Her wings are on the larger side, and her tail is longer and much leaner than most whers tails are. She will be fast but not so much more than her twin, but she will have more stamina than most teal whers do.
Personality: Noask is a sweety. She’s nice and friendly and loves to be around others. She’s very talkative. One thing she can’t stand is people breaking the rules or avoiding justice. She’s very shy when it come to other males besides her twin or siblings. She will be caring towards her offspring but prefers her mate to protect her and the littles.