Name Aria
Pronunciation AH-ree-uh(roll the 'r' a bit, kinda sounds 'd'-ish)
Age 18 turns
Season Born in Winter
Gender Female
Sexuality Heterosexual (even though she is a bit asexual atm XD)
Appearance 
Aria is absolutely as frail as she looks. She is short, only standing at 5'4" and very skinny. She has long, sleek blonde hair, almost so light colored as to be platinum, but it still retains it's golden hues. Almost as though it is sun-bleached, though she has spent most of her life indoors. She has chocolate brown eyes with a hint of green around the irises, just sprinkled on in tiny dots that look something like someone just flicked a bit of very bright green on her as an after thought. Her skin is pale, due to the lack of sun-light she encounters, and she is fearful any sun at this point would only burn her skin and cause her damage.
Speaking of burns, she does bear the scars of a sever burn from when she was 13. She found herself in a dangerous place, between a dragon and whatever it was he had been trying to flame. As a result, her left arm is covered from the back of her hand up to midway up her upper arm with burn scars. Her poor arm looks like a tattered mess. She keeps it covered in an attempt to keep from causing others discomfort or to keep from becoming the focus of staring. She is supremely self conscious about these scars.
Other than her left arm, she is nearly flawless in appearance, which is a miracle in and of itself, given her history. However, she is rarely seen with her head up, and oftentimes her hair is concealing most of her features. This is mostly out of habit, really. If she's not performing, it's unlikely you'll see her smile, unless you are specifically trying to get her to. She has straight white teeth and she has particularly strict hygiene habits, so unless she's working, she's probably the cleanest person you'll ever meet.
She is rarely ever in pants, wearing long dresses, usually loose fitting with thick belts. Unless it's winter, she will be found in sandals, and when it's cold, short boots with fur lining. From time to time, due to her becoming more comfortable in a Weyr, she might wear something off-the-shoulder, but not often. She mostly looks like a proper Hold girl.
Personality Aria is an introvert, through and through. She rarely speaks unless what she has to say is vital. Or unless someone has asked her to, in which case she feels compelled to speak, less they find she is being rude. Her shy nature goes completely against everything her profession is about, but she works what she knows, and she has a special talent for remembering history, telling stories, singing, dancing and various ceremonies. She's not fond of loud crowds or being cooped up in tight places and she get very anxious if she finds she can't get out of whatever area she is in for an extended period of time.
But the weird thing is that she has spent much of her life trying to blend into the background. It is something she began learning as a child, because if she faded into the background, her father couldn't find her. And that just made life easier for her and her poor mother.
She is quiet, and the only time she really projects her voice is when she is working. Or when she is asked to speak up. She would feel horridly rude if others could not hear her when they were
trying to listen.
She does have some redeeming qualities. She takes pride in her appearance, for the most part. She knows she is an attractive young woman, and if she must been seen, she would at least be a pleasing sight. She takes immaculate care of herself. Her clothes may be lightly worn, but they are always neat. And her hair is kept clean and soft and she goes to extra lengths to keep her teeth clean as well. Her room is in a very specific, systematic order, and if something is out of place, she'll know it almost immediately.
She loves her little flit more than anything else around her at this point, save for her myriad of stringed or wooden instruments. She papers her little pet with all the love she can muster, as she knew how it felt to be cast aside, and she never hopes to see anyone else go through such an ordeal.
Family (if any) Voscin: father, stonecrafter; Haress: mother, weaver(works in the home); Serus: ex-husband, woodworker
Location Born and raised in Sollace, now currently living in Trelis Weyr alone with her pet.
History Aria was born to a harsh and cold natured stonecrafter/miner and his meek and timid wife. Life was hard for her, growing up. She was the third child, and the last, as her mother was beaten so harshly after she dared give birth to a
daughter that her insides just never worked the same again. Aria was raised to be a proper Holdbred girl, who remained chaste, pure and subservient all her life and gave herself to only one man, a husband chosen by her father.
It was during this long and troubled childhood that she learned to hide. To blend in. To be silent. If she was quiet and still, no one would notice her and she wouldn't be hurt and everything would be alright and she could help tend to her mother once her father was done, calmed and in bed.
And yes, she learned the hard way what happened to girls who did not mind, who spoke out of turn and did anything in a manner displeasing to the men of the household. She didn't catch a break from her brothers, either. They were raised to believe they were superior and their sister beneath them. Had they
some sympathy for the girl, life might have been a bit easier.
It wasn't until sometime in her 13th Turn when something significant happened to her. She met a woodworker's young son. Serus was the heir to a craft that her father wanted a part of, and as Serus' father was a dear friend of Aria's and the 15 Turn old boy had complimented Aria in front of both their fathers, the two older gentlemen formulated a plan. This plan remained in effect even after the disastrous accident that left Aria scarred and disfigured.
Though the accident
did manage to delay the inevitable.
When Aria came of age, approximately 16 turns old, she discovered she was to marry Serus. Of course, the young woman was worried and nervous, but she held tightly to the hope that things would be alright. Because the only memory she had of Serus was of him treating her kindly. And indeed, once they were bound together, Serus proved to be a gentle man and an attentive lover. Aria was never so happy as she was that Turn and a half she was with him. But as her luck would have it, this happiness was not meant to last.
Aria's father's business began to lose it's footing, and they were no longer such a profitable match, so the tension was already high. But Aria was with child, so the families were willing to maintain the relationship. Serus certainly would not have cast Aria away without being
forced to. But 8 months into the pregnancy, complications arose. And Aria's still developing hips simply could not handle the passing of the child. In an attempt to save both mother and child, the midwife attempted to cut the babe out, a medieval type of c-section.
All this accomplished was the death of the child and the complete destruction of Aria's womb. She was barren and weak. Completely useless to Serus' family now. The 20 turn old had no choice but to cast aside his poor, lovely, grieving wife. Quietly, in the night, Serus took Aria from the Hold, knowing that if she were sent home to her father, she would suffer greatly. Instead, the young man did what he thought was best for the woman he cared for as a friend at the very least. He brought her to Trelis Weyr, in hopes that she might still manage to forge a life for herself, using the instruments he left with her and the skills and stories her mother had gifted her as she grew up.
It was at this time that Serus also purchased a tiny flit egg for her, before his departure, in hopes that the flit that hatched would keep her company and stave off any loneliness. From this egg hatched a delicate white, rather affectionate, and very sharp. Aria has cared for it and it has cared for her, and together they make a fairly lovely team.
Craft Harper
RankingJourneyman
Strengths Aria is a quick study and very strong mentally as far as common sense goes. She can pick up any instrument and by just fiddling with it for a few moments, she can learn how to play it in a way that works for her. She has an excellent memory, which can sometimes get her into trouble, because there are some things she'd rather forget. She has a lovely voice and is very graceful, so clumsiness has never been an issue. She's skilled in escaping through and away from narrow spaces and she's very good at hiding, and simply fading into the back ground.
Weaknesses She is very delicate and weak, and very introverted. It is hard for her to relate to people, and this makes doing her job extra difficult for her. She feels uncomfortable in it, and it's rare anyone who hasn't already seen her perform to ask for her services. She is very timid around men and can shy away from them at any sudden or unexpected movement. She's mildly claustrophobic, and also a bit OCD.
