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Name: Yangu
Age: 22
Gender: Female at birth, doesnt like identifying by one
Role/rank: Candidate and chef. Yangu likes to work alone though.
Origin: Fort Weyr

Appearance: Yangu is poale, often in pants, an apron, and button up shirt, accompanied by heavy work boots because she HATES women's clothing. By far a somewhat chubby girl, Yangu is tall, about 5'78, large boned under the light padding, and had short, wild brown hair with greengold eyes and a mischievous grin.
Personality:
Topically, Yangu is a friendly little one. Cheery to a fault, Yangu tries to focus on the positives almost aggressively and will usually point out the good in most things with some exception (Like the plague? No way.) She uses this to be a helpful and supportive sort, affording others a warm shoulder to turn to, someone to cry on and talk to, even strangers, and to this end Yangu is great when one is down. Yangu is especially clever AND creative, easily understanding most things handed to her from food creation to tinkering with outside things, followed up by thingas like creating new Taste Sensations, which seems to be a favorite activity in her spare time, or finding new ways to do a chore expeditiously and effectively -- like feeding the chickens with a feed sack tied to a running dog, Mulan style, or herding animals so a hungry dragon need travel less to eat.

Unfortunately, Yangu is also antsy about being inaside so often, and doesn't like being confined, seeking to be F R E E. Often, she slips out to find edible goods despite warnings, or will go out and find herself lost trying to catch wild game. She also has a really hard time focusing on the present, easily floating her mind to the past or future quickly, which can make her unfocused when idle and therefor easily startled or easily lost and confused. A tender soul at heart, being startled usually makes Yangu fall into an anxiety attack, leaving her incredibly nervous and prone to rambling or exxagerated movement.

Being a tender soul, Yangu is often gentle with others, putting her own emotions aside breifly to offer a light touch, kind word, or, mind children, all speaking and acting unusually softly, howqqever upon returning to her safe spaces, the gentleness melts into a bundle of stress -- Yangu picks up on others' emotions easily through body language and doesn't like sudden attempts at dominant vehaviour, making her prone to act less kindly than she'd like if worked up.
History: Pre-plague, Yangu was raised as lesser nobility by her parents, especially her eager-to-climb mother, and was in fact very stressed as a child, leading her to stress-snack often. She had few playmates, and, at fifteen, fld, having had enough of bitter verbal abuse. Dissatisfied with life, Yangu joined Fort Weyr and used cooking lessons to help in the kitchens, slowly earning the priviledge of being offered candidacy at 17, older than most, but still present to earn as she seemed as likely a person as any due her warmth towards others.

When the plague arrived, Yangu only began Standing iun the remaining clutches to do her job, fearing for the dragons of Northern -- although the green breeding solution has helped some, and the woman has taken to sneak-testing snacks for the green mothers while sitting on clutches. This has had mixed results/, and testing usually means asking the rider, making the sample options meager.

Other: Yamgu is a sap, and polyamorous, willing to have multiple partners. Technically, they exchew gender, but answers to any pronounds.

Yangu knows how to barbeque meat on a spit or in flames directly, complete with scratch sauces from edible wild plants due to surviving the trip to Fort from her holding. She never discusses home but loves making peoiple barbeque.
Yangu wqears a Pernese binder. They hate their lady chest.