Name: Dagmara
Age: 20
Nameday: 3557.01.07
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Weyr: High Reaches Weyr
Rider Rank: Junior weyrwoman
Previous Rank/Craft: n/a (was an unofficial apprentice cook)
Physical Description: Dagmara is tiiiiiny. She stands maybe just a bit over 5' tall, petite, but not at all "doll-like" or "delicate". A lifetime of working full-tilt in the kitchens has left her lean and surprisingly strong for her small size; she carries herself with more purpose than grace, quick and with precise, economic motion. Her face is roundish in shape, with large goldish-hazel-brown eyes, an average-size nose, and a slightly fullish mouth graced all too infrequently with a wide, delighted grin. Light golden-brown in complexion, she tends to freckle dark especially across her nose. Her hair completes her somewhat monochromatic colouring, tawny brown with a tendency to bleach golden at the tips from sun exposure. Tightly curly and frizzy, it's just long enough to brush the tops of her shoulders; she prefers to wear it knotted at the nape of her neck, though there are inevitably tufts of stray curly fluff which escape any attempts at control.
Ever practical, Dag dresses for comfort and ease of movement, though she can turn herself out when the occasion calls for it. She's generally seen in trousers and boots and some sort of button-up shirt
Personality: If she'd been left to pursue cooking, Dagmara would have become one of those creative, eccentric chef types who are equal part mad scientist and bodger, coming up with inventive recipes based on whatever is at hand. She still keeps her hand in as a cook, and will sometimes make special treats for the entire Weyr.
Dagmara still feels a bit like an outsider because she hasn't lived her entire life in the Weyr. The crash course in Weyr life and goldrider expectations she got has almost certainly had something to do with that as well. Dag is no delicate wilting little flower, but she feels like she's faking being strong and confident much of the time -- not that she's NOT strong and confident, because she is, very much so. Despite what she might think, Dag really is quite capable and competent. Her instincts are good, and she's at her best when she follows them (and she's getting better about the whole not-thinking, just-doing part).
When she is pissed off, she can be every bit as imperious and intimidating as the most imperious and intimidating master chefs of legend. Fastest way to piss Dagmara off? Be the cause of someone getting hurt. Dag loves the Weyr and its residents, both human and draconic, desperately. She gets the shakes after every Threadfall, taking every loss or injury as her own personal responsibilty/fault. Incompetence is something she will not tolerate (yeah, a bit of transference of her own insecurities and perceived inadequacies).
Positive Trait List strong-willed, competent, fierce, instinctive
Negative Trait List insecure, outsider, lacks confidence, feels inadequate
History: Dagmara is Western Weyr-bred, the daughter of kitchen staff working in the Lower Caverns. She grew up working in the kitchen under the Weyr's Head Cook's assistant, who happened to be her uncle, doing everything from peeling tubers to helping bake pies. Her goal in life was to become a Head Cook herself someday, and with this in mind she worked her way onto the kitchen staff under her uncle's guidance as his unofficial apprentice.
This all changed when she was around 16. There was a Hatching imminent at High Reaches Weyr, and as was customary between High Reaches and Western, there was a Candidate swap -- a number of Western Candidates were being flown over to Stand for the High Reaches clutch on the Sands. Also as was customary, the Western folk brought over some of their staff to assist; her uncle insisted on bringing Dagmara as a guest/apprentice, and that's how Dagmara ended up paying her first ever visit to High Reaches Weyr.
Not that she got to see much of it at first. She ended up under the very watchful scrutiny of Headwoman Padmia, who as one might expect was just tolerant of the assist from Western for the Hatching Feast. At one point, the Assistant Headwoman shooed the girl off to the tiers to at least catch part of the Hatching and enjoy what she could of it. Dagmara went reluctantly, concerned that her pies would be ruined if she didn't keep a watchful eye on them. Making her way to the tiers, she took a seat near the bottom (so she could scamper off if it turned out she wasn't supposed to be there) and watched as the chaos of a Hatching swirled around in front of her...
And then she found herself staring into the rainbow eyes of a glittering hatchling the color of tawny sand who was politely yet insistently asking her -- mentally, in her head -- where the food was; and everything was suddenly all good. Strange and most definitely unexpected, but good.
Along with the standard Weyrling training, Dagmara learned the ways of High Reaches Weyr and the duties of being a goldrider there. High Reaches life was certainly quite different from Western life, and while most of it was (is) awesome, it still took a bit of adjustment. She still takes comfort in occasionally retreating to the environment she knows best, the kitchen. And promptly getting shooed out again by Headwoman Padmia.
Other:
DRAGON
Name: Faeth
Age: 4
Color: Gold
Size: 95'
Physical Description: Faeth is a bit on the large size for a queen. Her hide is a warm tawny gold that almost blends in with the sands of the Hatching Ground. Slightly chubby yet elegant in build, she is especially glittery and sparkly in full sunlight.
Personality: Faeth is a refined lady of a dragon, not aloof or snobbish, but possessed of a certain regal poise and grace in her manner. Intelligent and thoughtful, she knows how to respond in almost any situation, and does so with minimum fuss. She fancies herself something of an advisor and will offer her opinion whether it's wanted or not. She's also a bit of a busybody, especially when it comes to the boys. And she do like her boys. <3
Faeth is fairly vain and fastidious about her appearance and is quite fond of regular, leisurely baths and generous applications of oil. She's also fond of food and will consume maybe more than her shaire of herdbeasts. This gold is not the fastest in the air nor the most agile -- she flies like a bathtub under full sail, in fact; but don't she look gorgeous up there.
In Dagmara she has a partner who can reflect her own regal nature. She's Dag's big sister, sorority mom, and head cheerleader, and gives her the encouragement and confidence she needs. Not that Dag truthfully needs all that much reassurance, despite what she might think.
Dragon Art or Proof of Obtainment: Taste the Rainbow giveaway thread!
