Name: Dsael  (De-SAIL)

Gender: Female

Age: 17 turns

Appearance: She is relatively short, standing at five foot three; her eyes are clay brown, much like her brothers. Her hair is a deep dirty blond, to the state where it is practically brown, it’s very long, and half is bound up usually. Her eyes are larger than most, and slightly almond shaped she wears mainly skirts, with boots, also in colours like purple, and deep magenta, rarely varying from it.

She carries a staff when she is venturing from the weyr, and also wears a cape, though only a half length cape, mainly to keep the wind of her back, when flying.

Personality: She is a firm disbeliever in love. Love in general, and especially romance and love at first sight, she is very, very sceptical and cynical about this subject, many believe she is bitter perhaps over it, but she is not, she is just generally sceptical. This is because she doesn’t want to believe in it, she wants nothing to break her exterior so much to make her want. Aside from affairs of the heart, she is weary, and cautious, but she is still a happy chirpy person, rarely letting anything get her down. She is extremely well organised and a good leader. She is able to find her way in life, generally undisturbed, but if something begins to throw her plans awry, she can get flustered easily, and not know what to do, and then she needs someone calm to step in and sort her out. When she knows you, and has befriended you, but mainly trusts you, she cherishes it, and her friendship knows no bounds. She is one person who would give her heart if you asked it of her. Dsael’s emotions run deep, they always will, rarely will something hurt her, but when it does, it hurts her deep.

History: She was born in the Harper hall with all of her brothers, and sisters, raised till the age of seven there, when she was taken to the tanner hall. She learnt many ways of tanning leather and other materials to be different colours. When she turned fourteen she was thrown out, over an incident of cheating in a test, when it was the counterpart who had cheated and lied extremely well. When she failed to return to the Harper hall, she moved to a nearby hold, Lemos, and there she grew for another year, until being searched at fifteen turns.

She later impressed her Faded, Iliryth. She grew into her weyrling training, getting to know her dear Iliryth

Family:

Mother - Falian
Father -Zelas
Siblings- Z’ren (M), Lorlon (M), Berlain(F) Faliath(M) Veiani(f)
 
Pets: Black Ice flitter Dorvalo

Appearance: His hide is completely black all overhi body, tail and limbs, the blue streaks only overhis face. Finding hues of Cyan and cerulean blue lining his face, under the eyes, and over the snout mainly. They weave a small, delicate and intricate pattern over him. He has spines to, of a light sky blue, also defining his as a black ice, all his talons are also of this colour.He is actually quite small for his kind, probably the size of a canon brown flitter.

Personality: He is a subdued flitt around people, bu he often disappears to hunto ver lakes, or seas, finding this the most pleasurable pass time, this also helps Dseal not to have to feed the beast, for he has an awful hunger when it strikes. And little will stop him. He is an agile flier, and is more than capable of any task set to him for his determination is something to be admired. For one so little his skill in hunting ,and his determination exceed him.

Rank: Faded rider

Dragon:Female Faded - Iliryth

Appearance: She is a faded purple, often fading out completely to an almost white, her colouring mostly all over is of an orchid colour, shifting down to that of a thistle for example on her shoulders, perhaps even to the faintest taint of purple on a base, when it gets down to her tail. She has spines, triangular in shape, and of soft flesh, that harden as they go down her tail, these are the darkest part of her, graduating to an almost violet, the odd one being blue. These spines harden as they go down her self, finding themselves hardest at her tail, leaving a blue triangular blade on her tail. From head to tail, she is about sixty nine and a half feet from head to tail, and roughly is the owner of a hundred and thirty nine foot wingspan.

Personality: Iliryth is quiet in general, though is deeply a happy soul. She is one who rarely will give her trust, and generally distrusts most other than her mine. But she does trust her mine, more than anyone, and takes her word as gospel, no one has ever known why, but she always has. Iliryth has an irrational fear of HAD’s, when in a room with one, she will not think, or speak to her mine, for she believes that if another has entrance to her thoughts and feelings other than her mine, she would not talk to save her life if they were present. She is not scared to easily in general, and is quite fearless (out of the company of HAD’s) she dares to do anything, often to much that her rider cannot handle; she loves to fly and do death defying stunts.

History: Hatched to the golden Myrith's clutch, she grew quickly, reaching her current length and hieght within three months.

She has not risen yet, she is considered slow for that, even amongst Faded’s.