Post by neeuqtar on Nov 25, 2007 21:18:17 GMT -5
Killed in Siege of Selenitas
Name: Varrana
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Sexuality: Homosexual
Appearance: Varrana carries the looks of her mother. Lovely auburn hair would fall in loose waves if she let it, but Varrana keeps her hair cropped near as short as a man's. Her blade-like nose has clearly been broken before, and inky eyes are under high-arched brows and long red lashes, near invisible. Her hands, with delicate fingers, could have been the hands of a harper once, but are decorated with burn-scars and callous and recent cuts that clearly came from a knife.
Tall for a woman, perhaps at 5'11", Varrana has perfect posture and is quite willing to stare down her nose at any living creature.. Unlike most glasscrafters, Varrana works with bare feet, which can be extremely dangerous. But the glasscrafter has never dropped a gather or shattered a piece and is more confident with stone and soil beneath her than wood and leather. Her slim figure, mostly muscle and with small breasts, is usually flaunted with attractive clothing, even in the glassforge, and she enjoys dressing nicely—though don’t mention it if you are even remotely male!
Personality: A vivacious and independent woman, Varrana loves her work with a passion, and has a keen eye to detail. She is passionate and artistic, with a flair for the dramatic, and enjoys intrigue and puzzles. It is no wonder that she is a second-level journeyman at a mere twenty years, once her artistry in glass is seen! She lives the glass, breathing life and form into it, and specifically prefers blowing glass to pulling or molding glass (though she can do that, too).
Extremely prejudiced against men, she usually will have nothing to do with any male creature, becoming extremely militant whenever any man seeks to express dominance over her. Her relationships are always with women, and she is fiercely protective over those who she loves… and women in general. In any argument, she will always take the side of the woman, no matter how blatantly in the wrong she may be.
History: A bastard child to a prostitute mother, nothing was expected of Varrana, save that she become a prostitute like her mother. Raised in a brothel frequented by miners, cattle-drovers, and gamblers from the Bitran houses, Varrana saw the darkest side of life. Her mother tried to raise her well and to get out, putting aside as many marks as she could, but to no avail. A pair of gamblers, hard men and killers, saw Renarri one day, and decided they could have none other than the vixen with the flame-hair curling about her waist.
But she was off-duty, and told them as much. The pair left, and Renarri thought herself safe, but they came back with "friends." The woman was gang-raped and left dead, though Varrana did not see, coming only to find her mother dead. She had nowhere to stay, but couldn't stay in that place. Taking the money Renarri had saved up and abandoning her elder sister, Varrana fled, buying passage south and an apprenticeship to a Master Glasscrafter, a handsome young woman by name of Rhallan.
She taught her the art, and how to trust people once again. By 19, she was a second-level journeywoman in her own right, working with Rhallan and talking of setting up her own glassforge. But it was not to be. Rhallan's other apprentice, a sour lad called Gekk, decided that the uppity female who flaunted her pretty looks and stole Rhallan's attention needed to be taught a lesson. Following Varrana home one night, he caught her on the road to her little home, dragging her into the jungle.
He kept her tied up for days, before stripping her naked, raping her, and cutting her hands to the bone with the intent that she should never hold a blowpipe again. Varrana crawled to a roadway and was picked up by a Selenitas rider, who took her to the Weyr and got her proper care for her injuries. Furious at Gekk and at herself, but helpless to change anything, Varrana took control of the empty glassforge at Selenitas, cleaning it and stocking it, making it into her place. Her image of men, tarnished already by the fate of her mother and the life at Bitra, was soured forever. She would hate them without thought.
Family
Father: Vannen, male, died at 36, would be 47. Miner.
Mother: Renarri, female, died at 27, would be 39. Bitran prostitute.
Siblings:
Rishana (half-sister by mother), female, 26. Bitran prostitute.
Uu'n (half-brother by father), male, 17. Weyrling to blue Adith.
Pets
None
Name: Varrana
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Sexuality: Homosexual
Appearance: Varrana carries the looks of her mother. Lovely auburn hair would fall in loose waves if she let it, but Varrana keeps her hair cropped near as short as a man's. Her blade-like nose has clearly been broken before, and inky eyes are under high-arched brows and long red lashes, near invisible. Her hands, with delicate fingers, could have been the hands of a harper once, but are decorated with burn-scars and callous and recent cuts that clearly came from a knife.
Tall for a woman, perhaps at 5'11", Varrana has perfect posture and is quite willing to stare down her nose at any living creature.. Unlike most glasscrafters, Varrana works with bare feet, which can be extremely dangerous. But the glasscrafter has never dropped a gather or shattered a piece and is more confident with stone and soil beneath her than wood and leather. Her slim figure, mostly muscle and with small breasts, is usually flaunted with attractive clothing, even in the glassforge, and she enjoys dressing nicely—though don’t mention it if you are even remotely male!
Personality: A vivacious and independent woman, Varrana loves her work with a passion, and has a keen eye to detail. She is passionate and artistic, with a flair for the dramatic, and enjoys intrigue and puzzles. It is no wonder that she is a second-level journeyman at a mere twenty years, once her artistry in glass is seen! She lives the glass, breathing life and form into it, and specifically prefers blowing glass to pulling or molding glass (though she can do that, too).
Extremely prejudiced against men, she usually will have nothing to do with any male creature, becoming extremely militant whenever any man seeks to express dominance over her. Her relationships are always with women, and she is fiercely protective over those who she loves… and women in general. In any argument, she will always take the side of the woman, no matter how blatantly in the wrong she may be.
History: A bastard child to a prostitute mother, nothing was expected of Varrana, save that she become a prostitute like her mother. Raised in a brothel frequented by miners, cattle-drovers, and gamblers from the Bitran houses, Varrana saw the darkest side of life. Her mother tried to raise her well and to get out, putting aside as many marks as she could, but to no avail. A pair of gamblers, hard men and killers, saw Renarri one day, and decided they could have none other than the vixen with the flame-hair curling about her waist.
But she was off-duty, and told them as much. The pair left, and Renarri thought herself safe, but they came back with "friends." The woman was gang-raped and left dead, though Varrana did not see, coming only to find her mother dead. She had nowhere to stay, but couldn't stay in that place. Taking the money Renarri had saved up and abandoning her elder sister, Varrana fled, buying passage south and an apprenticeship to a Master Glasscrafter, a handsome young woman by name of Rhallan.
She taught her the art, and how to trust people once again. By 19, she was a second-level journeywoman in her own right, working with Rhallan and talking of setting up her own glassforge. But it was not to be. Rhallan's other apprentice, a sour lad called Gekk, decided that the uppity female who flaunted her pretty looks and stole Rhallan's attention needed to be taught a lesson. Following Varrana home one night, he caught her on the road to her little home, dragging her into the jungle.
He kept her tied up for days, before stripping her naked, raping her, and cutting her hands to the bone with the intent that she should never hold a blowpipe again. Varrana crawled to a roadway and was picked up by a Selenitas rider, who took her to the Weyr and got her proper care for her injuries. Furious at Gekk and at herself, but helpless to change anything, Varrana took control of the empty glassforge at Selenitas, cleaning it and stocking it, making it into her place. Her image of men, tarnished already by the fate of her mother and the life at Bitra, was soured forever. She would hate them without thought.
Family
Father: Vannen, male, died at 36, would be 47. Miner.
Mother: Renarri, female, died at 27, would be 39. Bitran prostitute.
Siblings:
Rishana (half-sister by mother), female, 26. Bitran prostitute.
Uu'n (half-brother by father), male, 17. Weyrling to blue Adith.
Pets
None
