Description
This woman moves in what some would call a languid fashion, she flows from one position to the next, her movements unhurried. Skin tanned from turns in the Istan sun, her body short and compact hardly a spare ounce of flesh on her. Auburn hair with streaks of true red and blonde is cropped short, leaving just enough for the spiky hairdo that she often sports. Hazel eyes that owe their color more to green than brown seem almost too large for her small round face.
A sleeveless tank top of sky blue shows off her tanned arms rather well. Brown shorts that fall nearly to her knees are the only other thing she wears in the way of clothing. Barefeet, with more than a few woven ankle bracelets seem to complete the outfit.
History
Eira was born in a small hold that is beholden to Ista Weyr, and that's where she lived for the majority of her life so far. The oldest of nine siblings she's got something of a placid temperament, and rarely gets ruffled over even the most heated argument or issue. One might suspect this came about because she was so often left in charge of younger siblings while her parents worked the harder tasks of their small farm. It was always assumed that she would marry some local boy and then take up farming with the rest of the family, such is the way of large families after all. This didn't exactly thrill Eira, but as she's not one for confrontation she just managed to keep out of any handfasting or marriage agreements, and it worked. After a particularly good harvest the family took a bit of a vacation you might say, traveling to the Resort near Ista Weyr and enjoying a sevenday of relaxation for the whole family.
Eira never returned home from the Resort, in fact she informed her parents in that same unruffled fashion that she'd found where she'd like to be. Nothing they could say would dissuade her from remaining and for three turns she's pretty much lived in and around Ista Weyr, doing odd jobs when she needs some marks. Most of her days are spent surfing though, and swimming in the ocean which if pressed might be what has truly driven her to stay. Her family's cothold wasn't on the coast after all and after her first taste of the saltwater playland she just wasn't going to give it up.
Family
| Name | Relation | Location | Position |
|---|---|---|---|
| Lisann | Mother | Small Cothold | Farmer's Wife |
| Josyn | Father | Small Cothold | Farmer |
| <Insert Name Here> | Younger Sibling <#?> | Unknown | You Pick |
Firelizards
You'd think she'd have one with all the beach combing she does. But not yet!
