Post by ROOK on Aug 3, 2017 3:47:15 GMT
name: Celiira
sex: Female
age: 21
faceclaim: Thandie Newton (in 1991)
origin: Uther Hold
basic appearance:
primary personality traits:
Calculating: Caliira doesn’t trust. She plans. She has everything figured out down to the moment of her arrival. If it doesn’t go according to plan, but works, she’ll still take credit. She has no qualms about playing both sides of the field, lying, or bribing people as necessary to achieve her goals.
Dominant: Everything that is hers is hers. Everything she’s entitled to by birth or by marriage is hers, including homage and servants. She is controlling and expects obedience. She does not Ask and she does not tolerate shirking or defiance.
Intelligent: Caliira had the best education that her family could provide, and is well-read. She is refined and clever and a suitable mate for an ambitious lordling. (too bad she got Dorvan.) While she respects research, she cannot abide “knowledge for the sake of knowledge.” Knowledge is power, and must be put to use.
Regal: Queenliness is as queenliness does. Celiira is beautiful, and admired. Women want to be her, men want to be with her, and lesbians want both, and she knows it. She tries to be benevolent and kind to others, but some of them are so far below her. Behind her pleasant smile is venom, hornets, and knives. She’s smiling, but is she happy?
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relevant history:
relevant views on current events:
ambitions:
other: Murder No, Maim No, Mild injury ok (do not hurt her face/eyes/hands!)
(If Celiira survives to her 30s, she aspires to be as powerful as Maeve)
sex: Female
age: 21
faceclaim: Thandie Newton (in 1991)
origin: Uther Hold
basic appearance:
primary personality traits:
Calculating: Caliira doesn’t trust. She plans. She has everything figured out down to the moment of her arrival. If it doesn’t go according to plan, but works, she’ll still take credit. She has no qualms about playing both sides of the field, lying, or bribing people as necessary to achieve her goals.
Dominant: Everything that is hers is hers. Everything she’s entitled to by birth or by marriage is hers, including homage and servants. She is controlling and expects obedience. She does not Ask and she does not tolerate shirking or defiance.
Intelligent: Caliira had the best education that her family could provide, and is well-read. She is refined and clever and a suitable mate for an ambitious lordling. (too bad she got Dorvan.) While she respects research, she cannot abide “knowledge for the sake of knowledge.” Knowledge is power, and must be put to use.
Regal: Queenliness is as queenliness does. Celiira is beautiful, and admired. Women want to be her, men want to be with her, and lesbians want both, and she knows it. She tries to be benevolent and kind to others, but some of them are so far below her. Behind her pleasant smile is venom, hornets, and knives. She’s smiling, but is she happy?
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relevant history:
- Betrothed to the younger son of a lesser holding, an arranged marriage to a (slightly) younger man for political reasons. This was as Celiira expected; she had been raised with the expectation that she would marry as her parents directed for the betterment of the Hold. She knew it would not be for love, only for power and prestige.
- She was given the service of maid Feena as a betrothal “gift” when she was 19. She has found the girl to be very helpful, but largely irrelevant because she can dress herself and do her own hair. Adjusting to having someone doting on her and cleaning up after her took some getting used to.
- She was married to Dorvan, a nephew of the Genghis hold clan, in the spring. He was pretty enough to look at, but after their wedding, Celiira found that the man was utterly devoid of ambition. The soft thing just wanted to stay in with his books and research irrelevant things that happened decades before he was born. Celiira was soon very bored with her husband. Her opportunities were limited. Dorvan wasn’t directly in line to become Lord of the holding, small as it was. He wasn’t interested in anything except his books. She had hoped she would grow to like him, eventually, but his lack of interest in anything she even remotely tolerated made it nearly impossible.
- A turn later, with no baby on the way, Celiira found herself face to face with a Searching dragon. He’d come to the hold looking for young women because there was a queen egg, and golds tended to prefer holdbred girls. Celiira thought that was unlikely, but took her maid and stood before the beast. To her surprise, he declared them both fit to be candidates. She convinced her maid that she should go – of course her maid should go, who would do her hair at the Weyr?! – and then sent the excited girl off to pack. Before long, her husband appeared in a rage, declaring that he would not allow her to go. Celiira just smiled at him. Of course she would be going. It was the best way to improve relations with the Weyr. And she would come right home after the hatching, right? She gave the Rider a look over her shoulder that promised retribution if he didn’t agree with that statement. By the time Feena returned with modest bags for them both (Celiira’s much larger), Dorvan was saying that she should go, almost as if it had been his idea in the first place.
relevant views on current events:
- Viewpoints in flux; She had been of the opinion that the Weyr was overstepping its bounds, but if she becomes a permanent part of the Weyr…
ambitions:
- To become a dragonrider.
- To gain and hold personal power.
- To do something about her useless husband.
other: Murder No, Maim No, Mild injury ok (do not hurt her face/eyes/hands!)
(If Celiira survives to her 30s, she aspires to be as powerful as Maeve)
