Description
Anali is short for her age at just under five feet tall, but lithe and athletically built. Her muscles are well toned from constant and rigorous use, her skin a golden tan from being outdoors in the sun for long periods of time. Long, wavy charcoal black hair hangs loose to the middle of her back, often flying in a disarray seemingly of its own accord. Her face is rounded, complimenting a small button nose and hazel, almond-shaped eyes that tilt upward at the ends.
Her clothes are nondescript; a simple long-sleeved black cotton chemise that hangs down to her hips with a gray underbust corset to accentuate her small, curvy figure. She wears skin hugging breeches of the same color, although faded and worn in places. Scuffed and mud-covered, black calf-high boots encase her small feet, a small wooden heel giving the extra boost she needs to reach a full five feet in height.
History
Born at a small cothold near Fort Hold, Anali is the youngest of seven children — her older siblings all being boys. Her parents operated a goat farm, and her father's cothold operated as something of a trading post for passing caravans; where they could stop and refuel for the night before continuing on their way.
Childhood was an uneventful time for Anali. She had wonderful parents who doted on her when they could, though they were usually busy at work. Her seven older brothers took to raising her like bees to honey; they taught her everything a boy should learn how to climb trees, how to throw a ball and of course, how to throw a wicked punch. She grew up taking care of goats, and dreaming of the world beyond that small cothold.
Anali wanted to travel and see more than her little world of feeding goats and cleaning after them. After much debate, her mother, Idys, suggested she visit her cousin, Enka, at Ista Wyer for a while. After all, living with another girl would be a definite change of pace.
Family
| Name | Relation | Location | Position |
|---|---|---|---|
| Trom | Father | Minor Cothold | Cotholder (NPC) |
| Idys | Mother | Minor Cothold | Cotholder (NPC) |
| Enka | Cousin | Ista Weyr | Junior Weyrwoman |
Firelizards
Camouflaged in Leaves Brown Foliole
Were it not for his wings, this firelizard might well be mistaken for a tunnelsnake. Sinuously long, with very little curve in haunch and shoulder; sleek and stream-lined in body, and with an unusually long neck and tail, he resembles the fierce predatory reptiles that are his distant kin far more than he resembles those of his own kind. Smooth and soft-skinned to the touch, nonetheless, an illusionary stippling of skeins of light and dark brown criss-cross his body, giving the impression of scales. Mottled in shades of earthy brown, he is a harlequin of tones and shades, that while not garish or unsettling still lend to him that 'semblence of a lurking hunter. His base coloration would appear to be a deep earthy hue — darkened shadows of soil and shade that nonetheless carry the occasional tint of sun-warmed earth. Splotches of toasted chestnut loop about his eyeridges, sweeping upwards along his cheeks from tiny nostrils before driving back down along the curve of his jaw. This same hue is repeated in blobs of color that run the length of his spine between the lopsides heart-shaped patches of beige and chestnut that curve upwards from his underbelly across his earthen hide. This uneven pattern continues across long narrow wings — a tessellating pattern that confuses the eye, and beguiles the mind.
