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Wingrider Kawen
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Common Knowledge: It is known that she like so many others lost many people she knew to the plague and the earthshake that sent Southern falling to the ground. It is also known that she does not like the position she, other female blueriders, and Shona were all put in after they impressed not only non queens, but /male/ dragons. Her betting habits are also a rather widely known fact and it’s usually easy for people to con her into new ones. There are quite a few who know of her knife skills to and tend to avoid her bets on that.


Character Name:
Kawen

Birthdate (age):
04.02.3300 (20)

Gender:
Female

Birthplace:
Southern Weyr
Current Location:
Last Hope Weyr

Family:

Mother: Kjirati, deceased at 39 in earthshake, Journeywoman Tanner

Father: Nerwen, deceased at 37 in earthshake, Journeyman Tanner

Sister: Ktere, deceased at 2 in plague, Weyr Brat

Brother: Nerti, deceased at 3 months in plague, Last Hope Weyr, Weyr Brat

Sister: Kjirawen, 4 (12.13.3315), Last Hope Weyr, Weyr Brat

Son: Gowen, 5 (01.10.3315), Last Hope Weyr, Weyr Brat

Son: Jiogen, 1 (05.20.3319), Last Hope Weyr, Weyr Brat

Other: G’ki, deceased at 25 in plague, greenrider and father of Gowen

Jiogu, 17, Last Hope Weyr, Candidate and father of Jiogen


Physical Description:
Kawen is about 5’7” tall and weighs some were around 150 pounds. Her body is mostly toned due to candidate and Weyrling training, but is not truly ‘all’ muscle either, she does not have any real ‘womanish’ features about her how ever; with no real chest or defined hip; she has more the look of a young boy then a young woman. Her wavy hair is cut to her shoulder blades, pulled back in a thong, and is black in color with lighter redish streaks here and there from sun bleaching. Her eyes are almost almond shaped and are something of an aquamarine in color. Her skin is naturally darker then most being some where around a light woody brown color.

Kawen’s usual dress consists of hide pants that come to just blow her knee & a cloth vest usually of a blue or brown that are rather faded and in the case of some of her older ones were once long hide pants and long sleeve cloth shirts but after turns of used she has had to cut off part of the pant legs and the sleeves of the shirt; ankle boots of a once dark navy-ish blue, but that are a bit worn and should really be replaced; belt that is sometimes merely a piece of rope if she can’t manage to find the old and ragged bit of hide she calls a belt; & her belt knife the only thing other then Dileuth and her self-though not her clothes-that she managed to keep looking good. Despite her recent change in attitude over the past three turns or so this is just one thing she has not been able to change and is often nagged at about by many people.


Personality:
She has always been a bit of an odd little thing.
When she first discovered that she liked other woman as much as men she was beyond freaked out and refused to admit it to anyone. Despite her growing up in a Weyr, her parent’s beliefs were to strong and told her it was wrong to like others of her sex as much as those not of her sex. So it was just not possible that she could. So it took a while for this to change, but slowly it has especially with Dileuth helping her.

When she was younger she was a confident girl. She knew who she was and what she was going to be. Then she got her first crush on another girl and she was shaken. She withdrew and became a bit less sure of herself though it wasn’t quite noticeable at this point. It wasn’t until Dileuth found her that it became bad. She became a rather unconfident person and was nearly always second guessing herself on weather she was doing the right thing, or weather she was doing enough for Dileuth, or if she was seeing Gowen enough. It became rather bad for a while and she ended up seeing a Mind Healer about it, but she only ended up depressing him with all her self doubts. Then her world was shattered with the fall of Southern and it was actually what started her recovery. She was forced to be strong for everyone else, especially her mate and son who had lost many in it, her mate dealing with the loss of so many fellow dragons at once and her son having lost many of his friends and even his foster mother. She has since become much more like the person she once was, but there are still those nigglings in the back of her mind, but then again who doesn’t have those.

Other then that though she does have a bit of a betting problem. She can’t win many if her life counted on it though, not unless she can con someone into a throwing game. She is good at tossing her belt knife about. It was a present from her parents when she apprenticed as a tanner and since then has become a source of fun. The first time had been on accident she was holding it and went to point, but her grip wasn’t good enough and she used too much force and it went flying from her hand. From there is has been what sparked her obsession with betting. First getting people to bet against her then spreading out, to hatching flights and just anything else that struck her fancy.

Other then that skill though, she feels useless. She isn’t really good at much of anything and the only real way for her to make marks is if she can con someone into a throwing contest and win some. It annoys her to no end, but that’s just another reason she is glad she impressed other wise she has no clue what she would be.

She has a natural talent for throwing her knife about, and she has a naturial talent for managing to fail at nearly everything else.

She is a confident person, she knows what she can do and she is usually rather good at drawing the line and knowing when to say when.

She is not a very ‘motherly’ person and is not the best at comforting her two sons if they are hurt, nor is she a very empathic person. She has had so many problems of her own that she just can not stand to hear about other’s problems, everyone has problems but no one wants to hear about yours cause they do have their own.


History:
Kawen was born in Southern Weyr to Kjrati and Nerwen who were both Journeyman Tanners stationed there. She was their first child and was a miracle to them both, they had been trying for some time to have a child, but it had seamed that Kjrati just couldn’t get pregnant that was until they found out about Kawen. Her parents were both rather bigoted with raising their daughter, she was going to be a woman of standing when she got older and from early on she was treated like it. Her parents often bought or made her new and rather feminine clothes, which she often either didn’t were or wore only under duress as most of them were uncomfortable, and a five turn would rather be comfortable and play and have fun then to learn to sew and tan hides so that they could become a master tanner.

At eight turns old when Kawen was informed she had a sister she was nearly ecstatic, all she thought of Ktere as was a playmate. She soon found out however that her baby sister was /not/ a playmate she was a hungry, screaming, crying, hair pulling little monster. So instead the young Kawen turned to other Weyr brats for fun; making friends with some of the other girls. Together they played tricks on some of the hold boys, went to classes with the hold harper, and eventually got their first crushes. Trying to have as normal a life as they could with friends and family dieing around them.

While her friends were all now fawning over the boys only a turn before they had been playing tricks on she was feeling an attraction to one of her best friends in the group, a girl. How could this be she was to be a Master Tanner, a lady of standing, she could not have feelings for one of her girl friends, could she? She was twelve turns old now and she couldn’t understand what was wrong with her, why did she have these feelings for one of her friends instead of for one of the boys like the rest of the girls? Sure she had seen it around the Weyr, but it was not something that /she/ could ever do, no her parents were to hidebound in their raising of her it just couldn’t be they would never forgive her.


It didn’t matter though, a turn later she ruined in their eyes either way. There was a gold egg on the sands and under pressure from her parents she decided to stand. The problem came when the egg /didn’t/ hatch and she still impressed. Somewhere towards the end when she thought she was safe it happened. A smallish dark blue egg broke neatly down the center and out tumbled this beautiful little light blue slip of a thing.


He wasted very little time on the sands though standing himself up and intentionally marched past a group of boys that had been left standing, as if saying ha ha your are good enough for me, before marching right up to her. He plopped himself down in front of her with a ((Mine what is wrong, I am your Dileuth, don’t you want me?)) Dileuth asked his mind voice laden with sadness. Kawen was stunned, a blue? No she couldn’t impress a blue it wasn’t proper, only a gold should go to a girl she couldn’t impress a blue. But instead of the rejection she tried to force out all she managed was a weak “Dileuth?”. ((Yes that is my name Mine, Don’t you love your Dileuth)) the little blue asked her. In that one second what was right fled her, she had hurt him, and she never wanted to hurt her wounderful Dileuth. Kawen dropped to her knees in the hot sands to give the little dragonet a large hug “Of course I love you my blue beauty.” Kawen told the dragonet who crooned happily.


Weyrling training was hard, for everyone. With the candidates who had been chosen for the gold impressed to blues, greens, and even a brown most of the class was looked down upon. For a while it got to Kawen, they were being looked down upon and while she knew why at the same time she didn’t know why. Didn’t everyone say that it was the dragon who chose? If it was then why were they looking down on the bluerideing girls and the one on a brown so much?


She never could wrap her mind around that and for a while it drove her to be a bit of a loner seeing none really other then the father of her first child and son G’ki until he died four turns ago just days before Gowen’s first birthing day in the earthshake. It was not until the earthshake that killed so many as they slept that she began to become her self again. She was now one of eighteen dragonriders left, and she could no longer afford to wallow in her self pitty of not being what others said she should be.


So she became more strong and firm before more the typical rider. She was in the thick of everything her and Dileuth helping to rebuild the now shattered Weyr. She worked hard to help make Last Hope carries things and people here and there, she had never been afraid of manual labor and this was just more of it. it was not until Perone became Weyrleader that she truly felt appreciated. She was the only other blue riding female left and now she was Weyrleader, things could get better for her and for their female brown riding clutchmate.


DRAGONRIDER INFORMATION
Dragonrider Rank:
Wingrider

Honorific:
None, though Dileuth will call her K’wen now and again to mess with her

Dragon Name:
Dileuth

Hatch Location:
Southern

Age:
7

Color:
Blue

Physical Description:
He is a rather lightly colored little thing. A little thing he is too, he was hatched small and has not grown out of it still being well on the small side of normal for his color. He is not a very bulky thing either, more sleek and built for agility and maneuverability then endurance. He can last a while, but not quite as long as some of his large color mates he had to rely on his speed and ability to quickly recover himself instead to carry his through what ever.

Personality:
He is a relatively happy little thing. It’s hard to upset him, but if you do you might want to watch out he is one of those zero to OMGWTFH kinda people, er dragons rather, if you get him riled up enough he has been know to scare people into thinking he was going to learn to breath fire without firestone. It is hard to do that for the most part though, a bad comment about Kawen though is defiantly the easiest way to set him off and he doesn’t care who you are if you would speak badly about his rider he would love to rip you to shreds. Otherwise he can usually be found playing in the lake, enjoying the sun, or even when he could find them dragonets as he seems to like children of any kind though dragon babies seem to be his favorites. Well aside from his rider’s hatchlings of course, they are his because they are hers so they are always the best ones.

CRAFTER INFORMATION
Crafter Rank:
Failed Apprentice

Craft:
Tanner

Specialty:
None

Turns in Craft:
her parents tried to train her for most of her life, but officially 1 before impression