Lysa and Sonyath
Hydee shows you to the next room but before you enter you hear a sound. It resembles simply the wind, but you can also hear what sounds like branches or leaves ... or something. Maybe someone was tending to a garden in there?
You enter to see not a garden but simply a bundle of reeds, dyed all shades of black, white, brown and green. A girl of about 19 years sits on a small stool and you see the source of the sound. She is skilfully knitting them together with her fingers, quilling and braiding and twirling and weaving them into an intricate, but subtle design. A simple water-tight basket that could be used a hundred ways.
She looks up and you see she is rather plain, with long brown almost curly hair, brown eyes and a slight spattering of freckles over her nose. She isn't quite chubby, but not the same lithe form of most of the other young woman you've met.
"Hi!" she says, stopping and brushing her fingers off on a piece of cloth. You see she uses some sort of oil to make the straw-like twine easy to manage. "I'm Lysa."
You smile back and introduce yourself, shaking the offered hand. Lysa's face transformed when she smiled, made her quietly pretty, but still nowhere near a beauty. She simply looks friendly, a kind soul. You like her instantly.
"You made these?" you ask, looking at a gathering pile of baskets, mats and various other works.
"Yeah. They're not my best, but I've been preoccupied lately first with the hatching and now with Sonyath!" she says, smiling a little bashfully. "Would you like to meet her?"
"Of course!" you exclaim.
She closes her eyes momentarily and a hude green dragon head promptly appears from around a corner. Sonyath, you assume.
Lysa smiles proudly. "This is Sonyath. She hatched from the same clutch as J'than's Shinoth, from Aneris Weyr."
"She's gorgeous," you tell her.
Parents: Ysara & Lanex
Place of Birth: Soul's End Weyr
Dam & Sire: Reamith & Suscoth
Place of Hatching: Aneris Weyr