Sylekalyr

Game: Lyer
Area: Neora Weyr

Position: Weyrling

On-Site Profile: syl

Dragon: Tourmaline [red] Petroth
Flits: Brown Fiji, Brown patches
Local Species:
Pets:

Consise/Basics

Name: Syleka
Nickname: Syl

Position: Weyrling
Past Ranks: Holdbrat, Refugee, Weyrling

Gender: Female
Sexuality*: Pan

  • Note that all sexualities are fluid or basically pansexual, due to ness's own sexual mindset. All characters are at base pansexual; they could go for anyone based on personality over gender. Some of them may lean, and have a gender preference. Some may be more bisexual. Bigenders, transgenders, and other genders may not be an issue on pern, so that aspect may not be an issue. Point: Personality over sexuality, which is why they will be listed as Pansexual with a potential lean.

Looks

Small and somewhat wiry, Syleka has an odd perky brightness to her. She's pale all over, creamy skin combining with light, gray eyes, giving a slightly creepy impression. Her hair is black, forming a stark contrast. That face is a pointed oval with delicate features and full lips usually turned upwards in a smile. She's short, coming to a total height of about 5'2", but her limbs and torso are long. She's usually smiling, and often gives the impression that she's not entirely there, like she's off paying attention to another reality and only occasionally checking in.

Syleka keeps her hair long whenever possible, though frequently ties it back out of her eyes. she prefers colorful clothes, in pastel shades. She wears dresses and skirts whenever it's practical to do so, but isn't above wearing pants when she needs to. She wears a few bracelets— which aren't anything more then colorful clay beads on a leather throng. She likes hot temperatures, and whenever she can she goes around barefoot.

Personality

Quirks: she talks to her firelizards as if they're people, and she's very fond of watchwhers
Fears: thread— but feels as if she must do her duty and combat it in every way she can, wild wherries

Syleka can be easily compared to small kittens- she has that kind of happy, the-world-is-new-and-exciting attitude, despite her age. It's probably permanent, given the fact that it's present her entire life.

An avid daydreamer, it's harder for Syleka to pay attention to reality then it is for her to daydream. She'll frequently loose focus and loose herself in her mind, and if she's doing something she's used to doing, she'll start slipping off into her mind automatically. People speaking to her will frequently have to bring their attention back to her— though that's more of an issue if she's being lectured at or something. If she's actually having a conversation, she'll usually be interested enough to pay attention. Her head is securely fastened in the clouds.

She's easily-pleased— she likes simple things, and marvels at them. Clouds, for instance. She could watch those for hours. She loves insects and butterflies and pretty things to that effect, and could probably amuse herself literally watching paint dry. She's consistently fascinated by people displaying craft-skill— she'll watch the painters and smiths for hours, complimenting them, commenting on how wonderful it is that they can do such things, and asking questions— in other words, making a nuisance of herself. She's curious about everything, and will ask a billion questions if given half the chance.

Her voice is light and airy, very pleasant— much like her. She's genial and friendly, and almost doesn't understand the concept of "stranger." She's very sweet and affectionate, and enjoys being touched— patted on the head, hugged, all of that. She hasn't discovered sex yet, but she'll probably like that a lot, too.

She's very creative, though she has no art to expend it on— she contents herself thinking of strange stories. She has a fantastical mind, and can amuse children for hours with her stories. She'd try to amuse adults, too, except she doesn't think they're interested in stories. She's kind of vague, and very abstract, mentally— at times, she seems to be on an entirely different plane of reality.She's very weird, but she's also very friendly, and willing to give almost anyone a chance.

Despite all of this, she is not nonfunctional or anything of the sort. She has absolutely no issue communicating, and rather likes to do so, if you can get over the fact that she speaks airly and always seems half lost in thought. She's good at making observations and connections— she only looks like she's not paying attention. In reality, she has a good memory and a quick mind, and is very clever. She's also subtly strong and determined— she's terrified of thread since it killed her father, but instead of staying at the hold and hiding away, she came to the weyr to do all she could to help.

History

Syleka comes from Sunset Valley hold, the first to experience terrestrial threadfall since thread returned. Her father was a farmcrafter and her mother had been a holdbrat, and together they established a small cothold with a small family. Syleka was the middle child. Her family was loving and affectionate, and she cared or them deeply.

When Syleka was about 8, her mother became pregnant again- unintentionally, as her last child had given her trouble, and the healers told her to avoid it in the future. She kept the child, but it, too, caused issues— and this time, those issues were fatal. Though her younger brother could be saved, Syleka's mother bled out in childbirth and died.

Syleka wasn't used to such devastation. It took her a long time to recover, and she never quite made the same connection with the world as she had before— though her fondness for her surroundings and her fascination for life remained in-tact. She grew close to her little brother, though it was her older sister to raised them.

When the rumors of thread returned, her father disregarded them. Just the weyr making trouble. Syleka's uncle was a greenrider, who frequently visited and tried to talk reason into them— it caused great rows between them, but L'ykos didn't give up. Thread would be falling any day now, and he didn't want his sister's remaining family hurt.

Her father still thought nothing of it. On the fateful day when thread fell, her father was tending his fields with his eldest son. Syleka's older sister was watching over her and her two youngest— at the haze on the horizon, she ushered them back inside, thinking it to be an ordinary storm. Syleka's father and eldest brother remained inside, assuming it just to be rain: They needed a good harvest, and were willing to work through it.

They realized too late that it was not rain. They tried to run for the cothold, whose roof and wall were thankfully made of stone, but they couldn't reach it in time- both were swallowed alive by thread, leaving Syleka and her small family fatherless.

L'ykos came to check on them after the fall, and though he'd taken an injury, both he and green Ariath could still fly. Finding them wretched, broken and mourning, he helped them pack and brought all of them to Lyer Weyr, where they began their slow recovery.

Now terrified of thread, Syleka would've drawn away from it, but she didn't have the opportunity. The weyr needed help. A sevenday into their stay at the weyr, L'ykos offered all of them a place at the newly established hold, Sunset Falls.. but Syleka chose to remain— she was scared, yes, but she'd seen the effects of threadfall on teh dragonriders, and she didn't want to insult her father's memory by running away. No, she'd remain and help.

She has not stood for a dragon hatching, however— she's wanted to, badly, but never quite worked up the nerve. Slowly, with L'ykos's urging, she's getting to the point where she's willing to stand.

Family

Name Relation Location Position Dragon PC/NPC/Adoptable?
x x x x x x

Dragon

Petroth
[Red] Tourmaline F Dragon

Firelizards

Patches
Brown M Firelizard
Rusty auburn dominates this brown's hide, especially around his headknobs. He has a relatively long muzzle; a vacant look plays upon those thin features. That rusty auburn continues down his spine, and along the top of his wings. However, his underside is a dusty sandalwood color.
What's odd about this brown is that there is a banded stripe around his neck, one that seems to ring the base of his throat. It also continues down either side of his chest, near his forelegs — like a scarf of some kind wound around his neck and hanging on his chest. The band is striped across its length in colors of cream, orange, dark brown, dark russet, and grey. These stripes are all different sizes, making for an odd, erratic pattern.
The rest of his body is as slim and lean as his face. Wingsails are a rusty brown between dark russet spars on the top, and a lighter, slightly burned brown on the bottom. The color darkens on his legs, turning to a deep olive-brown color, with dark brown talons.

Fiji
Brown M Firelizard
Broad brown shoulders and strong, muscular jaw make this firelizard seem decidedly masculine, but still there's something oddly feminine about him. His headknobs are long and sweeping, ending in slight curls, and he walks with a dainty step, ever looking down his nose, as if he sees himself as important.

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An: Small white cat

Es: llvg, small white cat

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Started as: Candidate
Starting Age: 16

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