ASSISTANT WEYRLINGMISTRESS BLENISSA

Persona : Blenissa
Writing Status : NPC/Free
Age : 46
Gender : Female
Rank/Craft : Assistant Weyrlingmistress Class 37-1
Residence : Ierne Island Weyr

Physical Description : Blenissa has silver shot brown hair cut in a neat bob. Her eyes are an unexceptional blue grey and her skin was fair, but is now a mix of sun freckles and ash scars. Blenissa also bears a thread score across her left bicep and shoulder. Despite that she's lean and active. She's tall for a woman, nearly six feet of rangy muscle. Blenissa will never be considered pretty. She's a battlescarred old soldier and she knows it.

Personality : Her major personality quirk is having what D'lent calls an odd start in her passion for caving. She has a rich catching laugh and a dry sense of humor. When there's a party you can bet Blenissa will be there from start to finish. Never drunk, but never quite sober or serious either. She enjoys life to it's fullest. Often attracting men with her sheer force of personality. She had a weyrmate once and when he was killed in threadfall vowed to never again. That didn't mean she stopped enjoying mating flights and 'companionship', she just stopped letting anything go beyound a mild flirtation. Blenissa remembers clearly her heartache when Z'av died and has no wish to inflict that kind of sorrow on anyone else. She has a firm no nonsense style in class, but can be approachable and very sympathic in the face of any problem. She's the type of person you want around during an emergency. Nothing seems to ruffle her, Blenissa is the type of person you find yourself confessing your deepest fears to without quite knowing why. She'll listen quietly and only speak if nessecary until your done. Then she ask if you want her advice, she won't take offense if you say no, but if you say yes be prepared for a no punches pulled reply. Blenissa caters to no ego and calls a spade a spade without hesitation. That doesn't mean she doesn't know the meaning of tact and can sometimes couch her observations in a more palitable manner. She has no patience with self indulgent people, or ones who use others for their own pleasure or gain. Surprisingly she has endless patience with the less than mentally capaible. Blenissa measures courage by the individual and not the feat. Praise from her is rare, but never unearned.

Life Story : Blenissa grew up a weyrbrat at High Reaches Weyr. She ran thought the lower caverns with little to no thought about what she was going to be when she grew up. She already knew, She was going to be a great beauty like her mother and have all the bronzeriders at her feet. Life has a way of changing your best laid plans of childhood and it changed Blenissa's. For one she grew up looking more like her tall rangy father than her petite pretty mother. For another the Weyrs came forward bringing Blenissa with them. She found herself standing for a clutch, something that she'd never dreamed of before. She impressed Hyrunath from the same clutch as Ramalth. Blenissa adjusted to being a weyrling with more than a few hiccoughs along the way. Competitive and driven, She was determined to be the best rider in her wing. Time and experience have harsh teachers, but Blenissa survived and has learned their leassons well. She still has odd starts at times, just more controled about how and when to break out of the mold. When Thread's End Weyr first openned she transferred south looking for a new adventure. Hoping to find new cave systems to explore as well. She stayed until D'lent came over to petition her to jion him as an assistant Weyrlingmaster at Ierne Island. Having heard about the Weyr's recent hardships, Blenissa wasn't hard to convince. It didn't hurt that she'd known D'lent since childhood either and was a good friend. D'lent was the first rider to ever fly her green. They even tried being weyrmated for a while as many new riders do after their first flight, but quickly decided that it was not for them and parted friends. They've stayed in touch through out the years, a rarity among riders. When taken together they give off the vibe of very old friends moving in tandem like a pair of well seasoned runners.

Dragon's Name : Hyrunath
Dragon's Colour : Green
Dragon's Age : 31
Sire/Dam : Transfer
Rider's Age at Impression : 14

Physical Dragon : Hyrunath is a large green, rangy in build like her rider. Her muzzle is starting to grey at the edges. Hyrunath is thread scored on her mottled dull olive hide along her left sail, and flank with some faint scoring across her chest and muzzle. She is missing one toe on her front right due to an accident as a young dragon out hunting wild wherries. The thin rope caught betweem the webbing of her toes and severed a blood vessel. The Dragonhealers had to amputate it when it healed poorly cutting off the blood supply to the toe.

Dragon's Personality:Hyrunath has a dry somewhat acidic sense of humor. She's confident without being arrogant and awake on all counts. You get the impression this pair has been there, done that and openned a bubbly pie stand to start selling to the people who came after them.

Last updated on 16-Aug-05.