Post by nozomi on May 20, 2011 6:39:57 GMT -5
Natai
Name: Natai
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Prisoner: Not even a little.
Craft/Rank: Assistant to M'onk
Appearance: Natai is... unassuming. Standing at 5'5", she's a slight woman and delicate in pretty much every sense: slim arms and legs with tiny wrists and dainty fingers, small feet, and a body that is, well, slim. Any bust she has is hidden under her tunic, and the likelihood of anyone seeing it before serious wooing has occurred is low.
Her face is round and pretty enough with large, thickly lashed dark brown eyes and a shy smile, mouth small and full. When she smiles, her cheeks dimple. She has the same skintone as her grandfather - a deep chocolate brown, though her eyes are lighter. Her hair is cut short, a bob just below her ears, straight and mahogany colored.
Natai favors soft-leathered shoes to harder boots and usually wears tunics on the more pastel side of the spectrum. They make her feel pretty sometimes, as do the small silver hoops in her ears - just one each, but enough.
Personality: Maybe the folded hands and cheerful smile was a tip off - the girl is sweet. She talks in a gentle voice, very mild mannered, and will go out of her way to assist someone who needs it. Being shy isn't exactly a forte of hers, and don't let the quiet words make you think otherwise; Natai attempts to discuss all matters of life with people, especially if it's something she thinks they may find interesting.
When it comes to children or small, cute anything, the girl melts. Natai loves them and quite possibly wants ten million of them at all times surrounding her. Sometimes the thought of not being in charge of a horde of infants of all sorts saddens her, but then Mihkath makes some off the wall comment and tries to chase after her flitter, and she forgets all about why she wanted children.
Natai is, quite frankly, a smush. Sweet words from a girl make her a bit wobbly (though she will avoid those same words from men), and she will believe a declaration of love with her whole being. She isn't gullible, exactly, just innocent. Oh, she knows how to lie and can do it quite well, and acknowledges the fact that not everyone in the world is as kind as M'onk, but oftentimes tries to overlook that for the positive in life.
All that said, Natai cannot handle negative or harsh people. It's why she's helped her grandfather for so long, honestly: he is a happy person full of nice things to say, and Natai simply does not want to deal with people who insist on being angry every day of their lives. First Impressions mean quite a bit to her, and if a person is rude, mean, or just being a snot, she will avoid them from that day on until something is done or said to make her believe otherwise. Arguments with raised voices give her panic attacks, though 'discussions' with level voices garner much more success. Life doesn't last forever - why be angry about it?
She can cook basic things, mend clothing, and is a fair hand at remembering the basics of Healing, as far as 'make sure to pressure on a wound' is Healing. Spending most of her life doing M'onk's paperwork or taking care of every day things left little time for her to Apprentice out and, yes, she likes it that way. She's a better listener then she is an anything else.
History:
Stood for Hatchings with Queen eggs at fifteen, eighteen, and twenty. Never Impressed, did not care to.
M'onk took her under his wing after an 'incident' and gave her a job as his assistant/caretaker. Natai was happy to do so.
Warden's breakout happened. They went.
Natai is scared fucking shitless.
Natai was born the second youngest of four, and the third daughter. Raised in Ruatha Hold amongst a rather large and extended family, she grew up the same as any holder's kid - running around with chores, doing what mother expected, all of that good stuff. She's never lived without the Dragon-Watch and with a grandfather such as hers, Natai heard only good stories of the 'Watch, the dragons, how good it was to clean up those nasty, nasty streets (despite never having seen those nasty streets without some sort of hanger-on).
Her early impressions of M'onk were that of, you guessed it, laughter. With a busy Watchleader such as M'onk, Natai and the other grandchildren didn't get much time to see anyone outside of friends and immediate family, but when they did, the affection came in spades. 'Unsightly', said many when a Bronzerider, unorthodox man!, not only acknowledged and helped raise his children but took the time from his own schedule to give a flying wherrie about the children they had. Either way, he laughed when he saw them, patted heads, told stories about the parents, and then left.
Other stuff:
Pets
Name: Rumple
Species: Firelizard
Color: green
Appearance: Delicate even for a green, a straight bright emerald all over. She is just as slim as her owner and is long long looooong for a green.
Personality: Typical cat personality - haughty, prissy, coy, self-indulgent