Description
This young woman is tall, and boasts curves that speak of rolling waves. Dark hair is kinked and frizzed, most often worn pulled away from her face into a manageable bun. Her skin is a rich chocolate brown which contrasts the strand of white and brown sea shells she wears like a choker around her neck. She wears matching earrings, and often has a shell bracelet on. Her eyes are large and dark, above a slightly large nose and full lips.
Her shoulders are a little broader than she might like, so she covers them with a loose fitting red tunic. Her bust is medium sized but shapely, as are her hips. She wears loose orange pants and simple black sandals which lace up her ankles. Her hands are slender and long, and betray a soft life up until now.
History
Omsa was born the second cousin of the Lady Holder of Southern Boll. That is to say that she is the Lady Holder's cousin's daughter. Not too close to the bloodline, but close enough to be scrutinized. Growing up she always was the good girl to her older sister Oliria more wild ways. As a result, her sister often got more attention than she did. So Omsa began singing. She trained a little with the local Harper, and developed a beautiful low alto voice. This managed to get some attention back from her sister, and things settled down.
At thirteen turns old, she had her first crush. It was a crush with the full-blooded son of Lord Trolessi, the Lord Holder of Ista. They often visited each other when the families got together. She will never forget the time they rode runners along Ista's beautiful black beaches. She never felt so wonderful. And then, tragedy struck. At least to her eyes it was tragedy. The handsome young son was sent to foster at Nerat - so far away from Boll! She knew she'd never see him again, and vowed that she would never love again.
As any teenager's might, her emotions rose and fell like the tides for the next few Turns. Sometimes she was so happy she felt like she could fly, and other times she was so depressed she wanted to throw herself into the nearest volcano. Typical teenage angst. But then something happened that became a reason to be depressed. Her older sister, much loved even if they fought, developed an illness. Pneumonia, caught while on a fishing trip. The Healers did their best, but in the end, Oliria passed away within the month, leaving the family shaken to the core. Omsa was eighteen. Just blooming into womanhood, she sunk back into herself and lost a lot of her confidence.
When her family forced her to go with them on a vacation to Ista, at first she refused. She did not want to be reminded of the loss of her first crush, who had since gone on to marry another full-blooded Holder girl from Bitra. And yet, the pain in her mother's eyes finally made her consent. She knew how much her mother wanted to feel like a full family again. So she packed her bags and went to Ista.
At one of the bonfire parties on the beach she was shocked when a greenrider approached her and began talking to her. The night melted away as she sat beneath the stars and around the fire with Nik'i. She laughed for the first time in a long time, and found herself falling under his charms. He even gave her a beautiful flower garland necklace. And there was drinking involved. She so wanted to feel something again, so numb had she been since her sister's death. So when she woke up the next morning beside him, she wasn't too surprised. Despite being a virgin the day before, she figured that if she couldn't remember anything about it, she still was a virgin. She quietly went back to Boll.
Much to her shock, dismay, anger (and a little bit of guilty, naughty pleasure), she discovered she was pregnant. She knew right away that she was going to return to Ista and make that greenrider face up to his duties. So she did her homework, and as soon as it was safe for her to travel between, she left Boll. She told her family that she just needed to get away for a little while, and do some thinking. But when she arrived she sent back a short letter saying that she was remaining at the Weyr. She did not offer any explanation, and ignored the letters pleading with her to return. Her shame was too great to return, as well as her desire to make Nik'i face up to his child.
After she arrived she asked around about the rider, seeing what kind of a father he might make for their child. Then she confronted him. He offered her a place to stay, and she accepted, moving in to his weyr.
When the time came, she gave birth to a pale chocolate skinned baby girl named Ikima.
Family
| Name | Relation | Location | Position |
|---|---|---|---|
| Nik'i | Weyrmate | Ista Weyr | Rider of Green Nakueath |
| Ikima | Daughter | Ista Weyr | Weyrbrat |
| Oshira | Mother | ||
| Saliorn | Father | ||
| Oliria | Sister | Deceased | Deceased |
Firelizards
Blue Sal, and Green Ria
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Dragon
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