Description
A young woman at five foot, seven inches, she has black hair that's been curled outwards at the shoulders, the weight of the thickness pushing her ears out away from her head. Her deeply tanned skin is peppered with freckles across her heart shaped face, especially across the cheeks and nose bridge. Below thick eyebrows are dark chocolate brown eyes, and her lips are thin, cracked and crinkled from frequent smiling.
Her body is stout, thickly muscled especially around the thighs. In her left earlobe is a small copper stud, and she wears a pale cream dress with a spiralling swirl of darker brown going from her left breast, down across to her right hip, and so on down around the cloth to her feet, where it becomes one thick band of klah-brown fabric. The color was so accurate that it nearly blends in with her klah-brown stompin' boots.
History
Born in Benden Hold's Region… in a very very very small cothold actually that consists of mostly her family and two others, Anvi is the youngest of five children total, and the second girl. In the southern forests, the hold specialized in Klah trees and worked in the forests to culture and shave the bark off the trees. As such, Anvi is quite at home in the air and an avid climber. She's strong in the legs and arms, not afraid of heighs at all. No, its Tunnel Snakes she's afraid of, and most things that look like it (Including some fire lizards if they sneak up on her.). One bit her as a youth while she was planting saplings and she's hated them with an intense loathing, loving no more than to seek out and destroy all of them whenever she could. When she turned Fourteen she was sent to study Woodcrafting, to better understand Trees and their makeup, as well as she very much enjoyed carving. But she's finally settled down in Ista.
Now a young woman, Anvi's energy has not faltered at all. Its in fact driven her into becoming a perfectionist - EVERYTHING she does must be perfect, and her grim determination (Or maybe stubbornness) prevents her from wanting to give up until its just as she wants it, no matter how long it takes. Everything must be organized to how she thinks it should be done… from a perfectly made cot, to eating dinner alphabetically. Everything is listed, organized, filed, and charted. Surprises upset her and make her somewhat nervous nowadays, and she chews on a lock of hair or a fingernail when things start to unravel around her. She's heavily addicted to Klah and can actually get sick if she's cut off… on the other hand, it keeps her in a nigh hyperactive state… not frantic like, but she ALWAYS has to be doing something. Fidgeting, drawing, twiddling, tapping. Now the Head Barrista (Aka, Klah brewer) of Ista Weyr, she takes her respondsibilities VERY seriously.
Family
| Name | Relation | Location | Position |
|---|---|---|---|
| Annastasia | Mother | ||
| Victore | Father | ||
| Volunt | Brother | ||
| Nasta | Sister | ||
| Teena | Sister | ||
| Siavic | Brother |
Firelizards
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Dragon
Green Narath
Jungle green richly covers this green's small form, like lush forest enveloping open land. Coloration fades and darkens haphazardly over her narrow back, light and shadows dancing in circles around her serpentine neck, and feathering her slender sides and limbs. Teal foliage builds up, spreading along the line of her stomach, lining the inside areas of her limbs, and casting a few stray tendrils around to the top of her tail. Broad wings stretch in either direction, paler sails striped by jungle-hued spars, divided by forest green ridges as they make their way evenly down her back, same smooth hue all the way from the top of her head to the tip of her lean tail. Her long narrow muzzle is speckled with lighter hues, like a mist settled over her face, around large, faceted eyes.
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