Name: Oliavia
Rank: Clan Born/Wingrider
Gender: Female
Age: 39, 17
at Impression
Family: Parents are Traders
Brother, Terrali
(19)
Oliavia (17)
Sister, Itia (14)
Brother, Seeroan (9)
Sister, Giawen (6)
Weyrmate:
None
Children: Brownrider O'tur,
Greenrider Rendanna
(w/ B'tur)
Likes: Her parents, Her runner, The sea, Dresses and being
ladylike
Dislikes: Being dirty or unstylish, Being alone
Height:
5'8-Above Average
Build: Rail thin
Skin: Red tan
Hair: Black, very
long, natural curl
Eyes: Blue
Appearance: Oliavia is tall and thin,
and is considered by most to be very pretty, and she knows it. Her skin is
reddish tan, her hair is very long, reaching well past her waist, and is
slightly curly. Her eyes are a deep, clear blue. She loves dresses and gowns,
and always dresses stylishly.
Personality: Oliavia is a little conceited when
it comes to her appearance, and loves to flirt. She is very calm and polite, but
has a surprisingly short temper. She loves her runner, Samrili, and hates
traveling with the caravan. She would much rather live in a hold.
Pets:
Female White Chestnut Runner, Samrili
From: Rous Hold
Green fire lizard,
Seeya
Brown fire lizard, Roku
From: Weyr Eriol
Dragon: Green
Rhalelath
From: Darkling Dawn
Oliavia was awoken late at night by a rumbling humming noise. Frowning, she
stood up and looked outside to see what was going on. "Hurry and get your
candidate robe on, the clutch is hatching!" One of the other female candidates
yelled to her as she joined the throng of spectators to the hatching
grounds.
Oliavia gasped and dashed back into her room, pulling the white robe
on before racing back out.
Four dragons had already hatched, and a brown, two
greens, and a blue all looked on impatiently as they searched for their chosens.
The first green bonded to a young, purple-haired woman, and the brown bonded a
half-horselike creature.
The second green and blue watched as two more eggs
cracked, and Oliavia watched with them. One revealed a brown, who refused to
bond right away, and the other yeilded twin greens. Oliavia smiled at the sight
of the squabbling greens, who quickly bonded to their chosen girls.
A dark
green bonded to a young man, who simply sat down in the sand with his young
dragon to watch the rest of hatching as the blue and brown decided not to
bond.
Two more eggs hatched, spilling a pale blue dragon and a green onto the
scalding sand. The green slipped, and landed at the feet of her rider, and the
pale blue moved resolutely to the young man who had bonded a green earlier.
Oliavia watched in surprise and amusement as his two bonds began to fight,
before he calmed them down and left to feed them.
The last three eggs
hatched, a blue and two greens. Oliavia shifted nervously and hoped one of the
green swould choose her. The pale gray-blue male chose the other candidate, a
fox-shapeshifter. The larger of the two greens chose not to bond.
Oliavia
watched the last dragon hopefully, and the green turned to catch her eye. With a
croon, the green dragon trotted over to Oliavia. I'm
glad you're here, Oliavia. My name is Rhalelath.
Oliavia gasped
happily, then smiled down at the green. "So am I, Rhalelath." Rhalelath crooned
as Oliavia took her to the kitchens to join her other
siblings.