Name: Meana

Age: 15

Gender: female

Appearance:
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5'5" (and growing), red-brown hair, blue eyes, lightly brown skin, slender build

Position/Rank Candidate

Weyr: Dovan

Personality: Not much of a talker, Meana tends to be rather quiet and reserved. Once she gets to know someone as a friend, though, she relaxes enough to speak more freely and frequently. If anyone else is around who she's not familiar with, though, she clams up again. If she must speak when she's not comfortable with the situation, or if she attempts to speak too fast, she has a tendency to mangle words- attempting to say two different words at once, she's been known to combine them in odd ways.

She is a very trustworthy and loyal friend, and would never reveal information that should be kept secret. She doesn't like to see her friends upset, and tries to find ways to cheer them up, though it doen't always work. However, given the fact that she's often too shy to talk to many people, she's found it increasingly more difficult to make friends over the Turns, which has left her deeply depressed. With the loss of her best friend, that depression has grown immensely, and threatens to overwhelm her at times. She walks through life with her eyes lowered and sholders bowed, as though weighed down by life.

Short History: Born and raised in a family of runners in Bitra, Meana had been raised around the belief that anywhere worth going could always be reached on her own two feet. Her parents had always assumed that, since they enjoyed the job, that their offspring would too, and never bothered to ask her what she wanted to do with her life. During one of her runs, Meana met Tirlan, a charming apprentice harper of sixteen Turns, while delivering a note to him. She quickly became friends with the lad, and several months later, he bought Elora a set of pipes at a Gather, and made it clear to her that he was interested in being more than just friends. When the Cataclysm struck, she was at Benden Weyr delivering a message, and escaped on dragonback. After things had settled again, she waited for information on Tirlan, only to learn that he had not survived. Distraught, Elora tried to keep her mind occupied by focusing on learning how to play her pipes.

Original home:Bitra

Family Business: Runners

Dragon color preference: anything but blue (can't see her with a male dragon)