Description
In a world where many blend in to the busy backdrop, Santara stands out, at least a little. Short, boyishly cropped champagne-blonde hair hangs loosely around her face in thin, layered strands. Her skin is equally pale with a few fading freckles dotting her cheeks. Her face has rounded, soft features, thin pink lips and longish nose. Looking out from beneath her thin eyebrows are a pair of stormy gray eyes, carrying with them a range of emotions. In the realm of both height and weight things are average, although she is a bit more toned in the shoulders and arms than some girls her age. There is a gentle roundness to her chest and the hint of some curves well hidden beneath the working clothes she tends to wear.
In stark contrast to most of her pale appearance, most of Santara's clothing is dark toned. A black, high-necked shirt hangs loosely from her shoulders, made from a thin material. A pair of dark gray trousers are held up by thin suspenders and a wide belt holding a few pouches and straps for small tools. A pair of glass goggles, wrapped with tanned hide dangles from her neck, or is pushed up along her forehead if she's just finished working.
History
It just so happens that on a very busy day, at a most inopportune time, a baby girl was born in an alcove off the main glass crafthall in Telgar Hold. Most inconvenient as both her mother and father were crafters working on an important project for the Telgari Lord Holder. Luckily for them, they had understanding relatives near Ista Hold who volunteered to take the baby, at least until things calmed down and her parents had more time to raise her. However, as often happens, things never did calm down. One project after another came and went and there was always some excuse for why the couple couldn't take care of their daughter.
So, Santara grew up in the care of her aunt and uncle, learning side by side with her two young cousins. Everyone in the family was involved in the glass or smithcrafts. At times, her uncle even boasted that their blood line went all the way back to the early smiths of Pern, and insisted that some distant relative had a part in re-establishing the glasscraft after it was lost for so many turns. Of course, there wasn't any way to prove any of these claims, as lineages of crafters weren't often kept anywhere but in memory. So, it was expected that Santara and her cousins would train in the crafts as well. Her eldest cousin went off to live at the smith crafthall in Telgar, and she and her youngest cousin trained under her uncle.
Santara's uncle was a journeyman in the glasscraft, but unfortunately not a very good one. He'd stagnated early on, never progressing much out of his specialty. So, when her cousin wanted to work more with optics he was sent off to Telgar as well. Being the youngest, and a girl, her uncle really hadn't expected much out of her. At one time, he thought only to marry her off to one of the young journeyman, but the bright eyed girl proved to pick up on things far faster than the crafter's own sons. So, when she came of age, he had little choice but to hand her over to the hall as well. Fortunately, Santara didn't go too far from home and the only family she'd ever known. The hall assigned her to a journeyman working at Ista Weyr, developing colored glassware. Now, she takes one step forward into life as a crafter, and one huge step from the world of cothold and crafthall into the world of the weyr.
Family
| Name | Relation | Location | Position | NPC | Adoptable |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Natara | Mother | Glasscraft Hall (Telgar Hold) | Sr. Apprentice Glasscrafter | Yes | |
| Santoni | Father | Glasscraft Hall (Telgar Hold) | Sr. Journeyman Glasscrafter | Yes | |
| Sanidan | Uncle | Cothold outside Ista Hold | Jr. Journeyman Glasscrafter | Yes | |
| Salino | Cousin | Smithcraft Hall (Telgar Hold) | Jr. Apprentice Glasscrafter | Yes | Male +3T Adoptable |
| Salamar | Cousin | Glasscraft Hall (Telgar Hold) | Jr. Apprentice Glasscrafter | Yes | Male +1T Adoptable |
Firelizards
Blue Cronus
Description: Speckles of azure dance over this blue's body, touching his stomach and coloring his short, rather awkwardly fat tail a rich hue. Brandeis blue covers the tips of his toes, framing ebony talons, and freckling his nose, stretching outwards like painted on whiskers, curling over pudgy cheeks. Stripes of cobalt are vaguely visible on his sides and back, while royal blue sails stretch between azure spars, the stripy pattern continuing the length of his body, even over the ridges that line his back.
