Raxalin - Apprentice Healer

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NAME: Raxalin [rawx-uh-linn]
RANK: Apprentice Healer
AGE: 16
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Hetero
PETS: [none yet, has a desire for a firelizard]

APPEARANCE:

She is a tall gangly figure at 5’ 6” and will gain another three inches over the next two years by her 18th turn. She has beautiful long fiery red hair that she is very proud of. Most of the time it is twisted into a bun while she is working, but she likes to let it down when possible. A narrow nose and wide mouth, she has a very sweet smile. She laughs easily and holds herself with a quiet air about her. Her eyes from a distance are a pale blue, the closer you get, you could get lost in the myriad of blues that make up her eye color. She is very pale and burns easily, with pin prick freckles that spread across her high cheeks and over the bridge of her nose - and lightly around the rest of her face. She also has a few freckles on her arms. The sunnier it is, the more her freckles appear. Raxalin wears what would be considered normal clothing, not too tight or loose, usually more practical. She does like to wear a dress when the occasion calls for it.

Personality Type: INFJ-T, Advocate 

PERSONALITY FAULTS: quiet, timid, coward, people pleaser, vain, naive

She is an unassuming girl; quiet and enjoys being the in background of situations (unless it comes to the healing craft). She can hold conversations and doesn’t avoid them, she just isn’t the kind of person to initiate conversation. When there is too much attention on her in a social situation she can be rather timid. She doesn’t react well to compliments either, blushing and stumbling over words or trying to change topic. She is fine to sit back and watch unless someone is in pain.

Courage is a weakness. Whether it’s to gain the courage to speak to someone or anything new, she shies away of from it. She likes her bubble of comfort and hardly breaks from it.T he only field in which she is creative is healing. She likes to follow sequence and likes to be told what to do, especially when there is a bustle of people.

She likes it when others are happy, but to the point of pleasing everyone without thought of herself. She is somewhat of a doormat when it comes to her relationships with others. She has a bad habit of apologizing when not needed. She isn’t very good at expressing her needs and half the time doesn’t really know what those are, since she is usually focusing on others. She also is quite fragile and known to sulk if insulted. Crying for many reasons is also not uncommon for her (including death – which is views as an enemy to her work).

Despite her shy demeanor, she does think highly of her looks. She thinks she has a very handsome family. She treasures her hair and light freckles. Raxalin doesn’t think herself better than anyone else, and won’t be caught in comparison, but she does have a flair of vanity that keeps only in her thoughts.

She loves sometimes a little too easily. She is not naïve to the cruelties of Pern, but to human conditions.

PERSONALITY STRENGTHS: observant, quick learner, nimble hands, healer/listener, kind, gentle

While she is a wallflower, she is observant to details possibly passed over by the normal eye both in social situations and in healing. She is very particular in the details.

Her observant nature feeds her ability to pick up knowledge quickly and easily. Since she doesn’t use brain power as much to think about what she should say, she uses it for remembering things and practicing her work. She takes her job as a healer seriously and despite seeing her mother try and stop B’rax from overworking, inherited some of his work ethic. She has nimble steady hands that makes her job easier as well – making near stitches and being careful and gentle with her patients when possible.

She is a kind and gentle soul. She gives people the benefit of the doubt in most situations. She is not so bold to stand up for others, at least not with harsh words. She is more likely to say a calm stern word and take the accused away from the situation to spare them if possible. She is a good listener and caring friend. Besides her enjoyment of healing the body, she desires to help heal the heart as well. She has a natural ability to heal and to love. She loves easily and will bend over backward to make sure a friend is happy.

FAMILY:

B’rax – Father [+30]
Alinara – Mother, 41 – Journeyman Healer at Mavros
B'ram – Uncle [+26] (rider of Brown Ganth) – Wingsecond of the Breeze Wing
cousins by B'ram back at Tidewalk
Matani – Aunt [+23] – Journeyman Healer at Mavros
C'tun – Cousin, [+4] (rider of Blue Gometh) – Wingrider of the Breeze Wing
I'an – Cousin, [+1] (rider of Blue Delphith) – Weyrling at Mavros
Thiama – Cousin, [-3] – Apprentice Healer at Mavros
B'tax – Grandfather, deceased (rider of Brown Herseth)
Marinna – Grandmother, [+51] – Master Healer at Tidewalk Weyr
B'dax – Half Brother, [+9] (rider of Blue Tandath) – Wingrider at Tidewalk Weyr
Baranix – Brother, [-4] – Candidate at Mavros
Ataria - Sister, [-8] – Weyrbrat at Mavros


HISTORY:

The first ten turns of her life were somewhat blissful, with her mother and father as weyrmates and her father spending as much time with them as a rider, and her mother as she could as a Journeyman Healer. She absolutely loved being her mother’s shadow while she worked, when she let her. Her mother had been as patient as she could with a young child full of questions.

There was talk of thread, but she was somewhat oblivious to the politics of life around her, and frankly she didn’t care. She was happy learning the smells of the yummiest herbs and even the stinkiest that had the ability to soothe wounds. She started young, running errands for her mother so that she could help her and be around her. She even picked up errands from her Aunt Matani as well.

She didn’t really have a lot of friends, so leaving Tidewalk didn’t seem like a terrible thing. She had never been on a boat before and it was scary – but she was glad that she was at least to have her family. She tried being brave, especially for her younger siblings, but this dissolved when the first Threadfall happened while on their trip. She remembered the screaming and sizzling of thread as it hit the water, she remembered watching a distant ship in their group sinking – it was easy to remember the horrific things that happened that day. The rest of the trip had been solemn and full of the unknown. The worst part had been the noises of dragons mourning the dragons that didn’t make it. The other worst part had been seeing the wounds on her father and his dragon, on others who eventually didn’t make it.

Where before was a simple interest in herbs and following in her mother’s footsteps, was born her hate for thread and her deep desire to fight it indirectly. She respected the path of dragonriders, but could never bring herself to volunteer to be a candidate. She would fight though, alongside the other healers, focusing on Threadfall wounds. As soon as she was old enough she apprenticed to the healer craft. She was jealous that her brother felt brave enough to join the ranks of candidacy recently.

The keening that happened after the poisoning of multiple riders, including the gold riders, was another really hard moment for her. It reminded her of the first Threadfall and her it broke her tender heart. She has a hard time keeping it together when keening occurs. 

CANDIDATE SECTION
COLOR PREFERENCE: Not brown (probably green, open to blue)
MUTATION?: Sure
Other- no hurry in impressing her!

IN THE EVENT OF YOUR SUDDEN, UNEXPLAINED DISAPPEARANCE FROM THE SITE AT ANY POINT IN TIME, WHAT DO YOU WISH TO BECOME OF THIS CHARACTER AND ANY CREATURES THEY MAY IMPRESS?
B (C by family members)