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HAIR: Medium dark brown hair, mid-length, very thick and silky, streaked with silver-gray (mostly in the front). Always worn up in an untidy bun held with hairsticks.

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES: Very tall (6'3), broad-shouldered and strong. Not an ounce of extra weight, proportioned to her size. Generous curves, long limbs, but the overwhelming first impression is of size. Doesn't dress in a flattering manner. Surprising little 'presence;' she could enter a room and no one would notice her, which is what she prefers.

VOICE QUALITY: Quiet, husky voice, not given to vocal outbursts, though she can be heard when necessary. Tends to speak very softly when emotional or trying to make a point.

MARKS/SCARS: Usual nicks and cuts. Calloused hands, fingertips have been burnt plenty of times.

CLOTHING: Loves fancy cloths, but thinks it's foolish to dress herself up. Usually found in mens shirts, sleeves rolled up, and breeches, often covered with apron.

JEWELRY: Hairsticks. Wooden, very plain. Wouldn't wear other jewelry, would think it was putting on airs.

SPECIAL POSSESSIONS: Her mothers sewing kit. (not for everyday use… she uses it to hold the fine silk embroidery thread and little golden scissors) Hope, looking for trouble to get into.

FAMILY: She is the oldest of 10, evenly divided between girls and boys. Writes letters with her oldest brother, Kademel. Mother is dead, father is senile and very ill, well taken care of by her siblings at Kadanzer Hold. More on the other siblings pending me getting it down. Suffice to say it's a close, interesting family.

CLOSEST FRIENDS: Madilayn the Weyrtailor, and her 'kids.' Tentatively friends with the rest of the Weyrlingstaff.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION/SEXUAL RELATIONS: 100% Holderbred, but firmly tells herself that she's part of the Weyr now and tries not to blush too much. (hetero) Something of a 'librarian' stereotype... if you could get her to let her hair down, she'd be a lot of fun.

PETS: One crippled bronze firelizard, Hope, received quite by accident (Read: 'The Golden Rule'). People tell Resla that he is quite useless, but she just laughs and says he is good company. Flightless, so he is unable to go between. Not terribly bright, completely unaccepted by other fire-lizards, and often troublesome. Has a bad habit of crawling into things like chests of clothing, falling asleep, and waking up disoriented and trapped. Very good with people and children, would do anything for a little attention and tends to be a little goofy. He's often the hapless victim of pranks (being unable to escape between) and he tends to crawl up into high places and not be able to get down.

SKILLS: Very skilled at darn near everything domestic. Excellent at dealing with young people.

PERSONAL INFORMATION: Resla is one of those remarkable people who has discovered that the key to happiness is simply to find happiness in everything around her. Which isn't to say she doesn't grieve or get angry, just that her base state is a steady, joyful peacefulness. She is genuine; she never tries to seem like she feels any other way than she does. A truly generous and giving woman, she will drop everything for a weyrling who has just ripped his flight gear or needs a shoulder. She is pliable and even-keeled. A bit reserved around people her own age, she has a soft spot for all young ones. She has a complete blind-spot in terms of herself. Not brilliant, and struggles some with book learning (though she is better than she would give herself credit for), but innately organized, has a wry sense of humor, excellent memory, and she understands how people (particularly young ones) work very well. She does tend to feel a bit out of place; not part of the main complex with the rest of the support staff, but not quite weyrlingstaff. She is deeply respectful of rank, and very shy.

She completely adores dragons, and has always wanted to be a dragonrider. She is gifted at not thinking about what she can't have, though, and contents herself with Hope and living vicariously through the weyrlings. She will listen to a new weyrling go on and on and on about their dragon ad nauseum with endless patience.

Resla at 15 with younger sister Darmsa and brother Kademel

PERSONAL HISTORY: She would tell you that she has had a wonderful life, but that is mostly due to her own ability to find joy in anything. She almost single-handedly raised her 9 brothers and sisters, and has always worked several jobs at once. At Kadanzer Hold she held down several positions between the ages of 10 and 29, including Tailor's assistant, Healer's assistant, kitchen support (often in charge of younger workteams), Smith's assistant during a spell that was low on men to do the job, snow removal, tending of crops, and whatever other drudge work needed done. She was facinated with dragons and decided when she was 6 that she wanted to live in a weyr. She didn’t expect to be Searched, particularly after she discovered that she was rather afraid of heights (she was actually Searched, however she didn't find this out until very recently). She rather single-mindedly kept the goal of living in a Weyr, even though it took her more than 20 years to get there. She has a strong sense of duty and things kept coming up (sister’s wedding, father’s senility). Her father also intended her to be the daughter to take care of him until he died. All of her sisters were married off, and by the time anyone considered marrying her to anyone, she was a bit old and had never been pretty (besides which, most suitors found her size and self-sufficiency intimidating). Finally, when she realized that she wasn't needed at the Hold, that her father no longer recognized her most of the time and was in satisfactory care with her brother’s family, and all of her siblings were happily married and didn't need her, she decided to leave, and caught a tithe wagon to Kadanzer weyr. All she has ever asked is to be needed.

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