Post by Kouga on Sept 4, 2006 5:40:19 GMT -5
Basic Information
Name: B'ne (formerly Besne)
Rank: Junior Weyrling
Age: 12 (13.13.2234)
Gender: Female, passing as male
Sexuality: Unknown
Mother: Besalona, deceased, Cook
Father: Veone, deceased, Journeyman Harper
Description: Besne takes mainly after her mother in most aspects of her looks. She is about 5’ tall and weighs about 110 pounds. Her hair is the same red color that her mother sported and is nearly shaved off; her eyes mirror her mother’s icy blue color; and her skin hold no tan what so ever, but does like to burn if she is not careful.
Personality: Besne is very much ‘one of the guys’ as it were. She likes to hunt, fish, wrestle with the other hold boys, and any thing else along those lines. She started doing these things originally because it made her father happy, and it seamed to make him more comfortable around her, but now she enjoys them and even uses the fact that she does these things and dresses as she does to pass her self off as a boy. She likes to fight, and this also originally started to help improve her ‘boy image’, but now as her other habits she has grown to actually like it.
The only other thing this girl has against her is her memory, ever since she was little she had always had memory problems, and it even gets so bad at times that she can barely remember what she did or had for dinner the day before. It is usually not to much of a problem for her, but at times it does cause problems now and again, like when the others are talking about something they, or she, did the day before and she can no remember it; but then she is asked questions about what they are talking about and is not able to give very good answers as she can’t actually remember it her self.
Though she is constantly working on improving her ‘boy image’ this girl still has doubts at times that she should be doing this anymore. She is not 4 turns old any more, and it just does not seam like so much of a game anymore as it did several turns ago when she started it. Though she does have those thoughts now and again, she never acts on them more then a brief fleeting thought, though those brief thoughts have started to follow her a bit more over the past turn.
History: Besne was born in the Healer hall to Journeyman Veone and Cook Besalona, but her mother died birthing her and it was left to her father to raise her. She doesn’t remember much about her first couple of turns, but what she does remember is a very sad and acquired Veone trying to care for his daughter. She remembers some about her second home in the cot hold near Ista, but not much and what she does remember is her father and some woman who would look after her now and again.
She does remember the healer hall well after their return, she had lots of fun playing with some of the hall boys. This is when a four turn old Besne came up with an idea, it seamed great to the young child and she thought it would be a fun game. She acquired some shorts, a sleeveless vest, ankle boots, a belt from the Headwoman saying she needed new clothes, and ‘borrowed’ her father’s belt knife; after dressing her self in them all she headed about the hold in search of some one who would cut her hair, which took her some time but she did eventually find someone and had them nearly shave it off. After she was ‘all dressed up’ she went and found her dad whom though he recognized her had to look twice to be sure he was seeing who he thought he was “What have you done Besne?” he asked fiercely. “I was playing” she had replied shying away from him. Veone had sighed and shook his head “Well that is certainly a new look, but I will need my knife back. If you want one I will get you one of your own, but I want you to leave mine alone” he had said before going back to his work. Besne had returned the borrowed knife before going back out to play with her friends, some of whom took a few minutes to recognize her.
When she followed her father on his second posting to Crom Hold she was introduced as “This is my child Besne” and Besne still ‘playing’ her ‘fun game’ just let the residents go on thinking she was a guy. At a gather later in the turn her father true to his word got her her own belt knife, but only under the condition that he would keep it until she was older, and she started to attend ‘classes’ with the other hold boys to learn to use it along with a bow, and a fishing line, and other things boys around her age were supposed to be learning though some of it was only taught and couldn’t be practiced, like fishing, but most the group practiced. When her father’s contract was up there she was sad to leave, but was happy to see her old friends back at the hall.
After a turn at the hall she was glad when her father got another assignment, the hall was rather stuffy after the semi freedom she had had at Crom, and happily packed up her things and headed out with him to Igen Hold.
Not long after she arrived her father passed away on her in the disease that was ravaging the adult population of the planet. For a while she was distraught, but in the turn since it happened she has managed to get past it.
She is now twelve and while it has been hard to be with out both of her parents this past turn she has kept her cover of being a boy and kept up with her life.
Pet – 1
Name: Ginger
Species: Male Runner
Age: 3
Description: He is ginger in coloring, stands a good 21 hands tall, and has the build of a good racing runner.
Personality: He is a rather ill mannered boy. He was actually sold to her because of his lack of manners. He bites, kicks, and refuses to let anyone ride him. The Weyr was actually rather reluctant to keep him in the stables at first, but Besne’s promise to help in the stables and with all the runners as much as she could.
Dragonrider
Name: Yasashiith – Japanese for ‘Easy’
Age: Hatchling
Colour: Green
Rank: Junior Weyrlings
Egg: Clustered close to it's twin, this dark brown egg is reminiscent of the midnight sky. Dotted with white, almost luminescent spots, the dark surface of this egg is as a void, matte and deep. Constellations might be found in the pattern of "stars" upon it's shell, and it's hard to discern if this egg is solid, or an infinity of space. (Egg Five of Vergath’s Clutch)
Appearance: Was there a green in there someplace? Well if she stands just right, ooh yep there it is. With hide so dark it looks nearly black she could easily be lost as night if she were outside, but if you look close enough while she is in the sun you can see that green in there. She is not a very large thing just now, buts he isn’t exactly small either actually she and her ‘twin’ are the same size in reality so maybe she is truly a large green or is it that he is a small blue? (“Black Speck” Hatchling)
Personality: Not a very strung out little thing this girl is rather easy going for the most part. Unlike her ‘twin’ Tenshith or chosen she doesn’t mind just still and having some fun, but she will protect him with her very life if he ever needs it. He is her other half and while despite her rather good memory for a green she will still almost let B’ne’s secrete out at times it is him who reminds her not to as the blue is the only one who knows her rider’s secrete. That however is the only thing not open for discussion with her, anything else and she doesn’t care she will tell it all.
Weyr of Origin: Rosuto Weyr (Igen Weyr)
Name: B'ne (formerly Besne)
Rank: Junior Weyrling
Age: 12 (13.13.2234)
Gender: Female, passing as male
Sexuality: Unknown
Mother: Besalona, deceased, Cook
Father: Veone, deceased, Journeyman Harper
Description: Besne takes mainly after her mother in most aspects of her looks. She is about 5’ tall and weighs about 110 pounds. Her hair is the same red color that her mother sported and is nearly shaved off; her eyes mirror her mother’s icy blue color; and her skin hold no tan what so ever, but does like to burn if she is not careful.
Personality: Besne is very much ‘one of the guys’ as it were. She likes to hunt, fish, wrestle with the other hold boys, and any thing else along those lines. She started doing these things originally because it made her father happy, and it seamed to make him more comfortable around her, but now she enjoys them and even uses the fact that she does these things and dresses as she does to pass her self off as a boy. She likes to fight, and this also originally started to help improve her ‘boy image’, but now as her other habits she has grown to actually like it.
The only other thing this girl has against her is her memory, ever since she was little she had always had memory problems, and it even gets so bad at times that she can barely remember what she did or had for dinner the day before. It is usually not to much of a problem for her, but at times it does cause problems now and again, like when the others are talking about something they, or she, did the day before and she can no remember it; but then she is asked questions about what they are talking about and is not able to give very good answers as she can’t actually remember it her self.
Though she is constantly working on improving her ‘boy image’ this girl still has doubts at times that she should be doing this anymore. She is not 4 turns old any more, and it just does not seam like so much of a game anymore as it did several turns ago when she started it. Though she does have those thoughts now and again, she never acts on them more then a brief fleeting thought, though those brief thoughts have started to follow her a bit more over the past turn.
History: Besne was born in the Healer hall to Journeyman Veone and Cook Besalona, but her mother died birthing her and it was left to her father to raise her. She doesn’t remember much about her first couple of turns, but what she does remember is a very sad and acquired Veone trying to care for his daughter. She remembers some about her second home in the cot hold near Ista, but not much and what she does remember is her father and some woman who would look after her now and again.
She does remember the healer hall well after their return, she had lots of fun playing with some of the hall boys. This is when a four turn old Besne came up with an idea, it seamed great to the young child and she thought it would be a fun game. She acquired some shorts, a sleeveless vest, ankle boots, a belt from the Headwoman saying she needed new clothes, and ‘borrowed’ her father’s belt knife; after dressing her self in them all she headed about the hold in search of some one who would cut her hair, which took her some time but she did eventually find someone and had them nearly shave it off. After she was ‘all dressed up’ she went and found her dad whom though he recognized her had to look twice to be sure he was seeing who he thought he was “What have you done Besne?” he asked fiercely. “I was playing” she had replied shying away from him. Veone had sighed and shook his head “Well that is certainly a new look, but I will need my knife back. If you want one I will get you one of your own, but I want you to leave mine alone” he had said before going back to his work. Besne had returned the borrowed knife before going back out to play with her friends, some of whom took a few minutes to recognize her.
When she followed her father on his second posting to Crom Hold she was introduced as “This is my child Besne” and Besne still ‘playing’ her ‘fun game’ just let the residents go on thinking she was a guy. At a gather later in the turn her father true to his word got her her own belt knife, but only under the condition that he would keep it until she was older, and she started to attend ‘classes’ with the other hold boys to learn to use it along with a bow, and a fishing line, and other things boys around her age were supposed to be learning though some of it was only taught and couldn’t be practiced, like fishing, but most the group practiced. When her father’s contract was up there she was sad to leave, but was happy to see her old friends back at the hall.
After a turn at the hall she was glad when her father got another assignment, the hall was rather stuffy after the semi freedom she had had at Crom, and happily packed up her things and headed out with him to Igen Hold.
Not long after she arrived her father passed away on her in the disease that was ravaging the adult population of the planet. For a while she was distraught, but in the turn since it happened she has managed to get past it.
She is now twelve and while it has been hard to be with out both of her parents this past turn she has kept her cover of being a boy and kept up with her life.
Pet – 1
Name: Ginger
Species: Male Runner
Age: 3
Description: He is ginger in coloring, stands a good 21 hands tall, and has the build of a good racing runner.
Personality: He is a rather ill mannered boy. He was actually sold to her because of his lack of manners. He bites, kicks, and refuses to let anyone ride him. The Weyr was actually rather reluctant to keep him in the stables at first, but Besne’s promise to help in the stables and with all the runners as much as she could.
Dragonrider
Name: Yasashiith – Japanese for ‘Easy’
Age: Hatchling
Colour: Green
Rank: Junior Weyrlings
Egg: Clustered close to it's twin, this dark brown egg is reminiscent of the midnight sky. Dotted with white, almost luminescent spots, the dark surface of this egg is as a void, matte and deep. Constellations might be found in the pattern of "stars" upon it's shell, and it's hard to discern if this egg is solid, or an infinity of space. (Egg Five of Vergath’s Clutch)
Appearance: Was there a green in there someplace? Well if she stands just right, ooh yep there it is. With hide so dark it looks nearly black she could easily be lost as night if she were outside, but if you look close enough while she is in the sun you can see that green in there. She is not a very large thing just now, buts he isn’t exactly small either actually she and her ‘twin’ are the same size in reality so maybe she is truly a large green or is it that he is a small blue? (“Black Speck” Hatchling)
Personality: Not a very strung out little thing this girl is rather easy going for the most part. Unlike her ‘twin’ Tenshith or chosen she doesn’t mind just still and having some fun, but she will protect him with her very life if he ever needs it. He is her other half and while despite her rather good memory for a green she will still almost let B’ne’s secrete out at times it is him who reminds her not to as the blue is the only one who knows her rider’s secrete. That however is the only thing not open for discussion with her, anything else and she doesn’t care she will tell it all.
Weyr of Origin: Rosuto Weyr (Igen Weyr)