Name: Sonnaden
Age: 26
Nameday: 3550.5.11
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Lesbian
Craft: If applicable.
Rank: Candidate
Location: Western Weyr
Physical Description: Tall and broad, Sonnaden is made of solid muscle and is extremely athletic. Her 5’10” height might not tower over others but with her frame alone she can certainly fill a room up if she tries. Shock blonde hair curls about her head if not restricted into a ponytail and stormy gray eyes often glare out from under her wispy curls of bangs in a face that’s usually set to either unamused or serious expressions. Thanks to the sunlight her skin is tanned but pales very quickly when she spends any time indoors at all, only her numerous scars, one on her cheek, many on her shoulders, back and stomach and a few on her arms stay the same color. When she’s tannest they pop and stand out.
Her hands, knuckles especially, and lower arms are webs of deep and light intermingling scars. While many have asked for the explanation she has yet to give one for them, though the other scars from her mother’s abuse have been touched on, the woman isn’t keen on letting others close enough to figure out her past and the scars that came with it.
Despite her scars, tank tops and pants are her clothing of choice, with sensible boots and no sense of fashion to be found in her. If she’s forced she might wear a shirt over the tank top for the sake of others and she’ll don her candidate’s robes when the occasion calls for it, but Sonna dislikes restrictive garb.
Personality: Ask Sonnaden the best way to perform a task or succeed at doing something and she knows half a dozen tricks to get the person to their goal, each of them seemingly specialized and learned from doing. While she still refuses to talk about her time in Bitra, it appears to all those that know her that she wasn’t simply lazing about the streets and alleys. No, she knows how to cause others pain physically and with tools, how to distract others, how to do just about anything that involves her hands and craftsmanship that isn’t fine. She can use tactics to get her what she wants or what others want and her mind always thinks about five steps ahead of those around her, spinning stories or figuring out the best way to escape or evade situations. Even if it’s just a path to navigate away from people at a feast so she doesn’t have to talk. She’s resourceful if nothing else and while no one may ever call her a true craftsman, she can make use of things at her disposal and create things she needs within reason. Part of the reason she’s so good at what she does is that she feels the need to hone skills in order to protect those she loves. She never had that before her father rescued her, they were simply skills she acquired to survive, but now when she uses them they have a purpose. At Western Weyr at least there is very little protecting she needs to do, but she none-the-less will flex her nature when needed, even if it just means she needs to stand behind her sister or her newly discovered half brother silently and glare daggers at anyone giving them trouble.
Really she’d rather do that then jump in and fight their battles for them, for she’s not so great when it comes to words. She speaks eloquently enough when she does talk, but most of the time she’d rather respond with a grunt or a gruff noise rather than deal with others. Sonnaden’s abrasive at the best of times when something needs tact and explanation, she’d rather get to the point of the whole situation and ordeal than talk for hours about something, even if it’s important that she do. She’d just cut the conversation short or end it entirely, at least if she had her way. It stems from wanting to keep people at arm’s length as best she can. Sonna doesn’t want to explain her feelings or allow others to come in contact with them if she can help it. Nearly ten turns of dealing with her mother taught her that she couldn’t show them and to hold them within herself. In fact she was so adept at hiding her emotions that her facial expressions still tend to betray very little unless she forces herself to. A mind healer and time were the only things that got her to open up to her family at the Weyr and let them in, friendship is even harder for her and she has precious few of them.
Which is almost a shame, because underneath all the issues and the distant gruff outer exterior is an empathetic person that can completely understand where others are coming from and the pain that they might be experiencing. If she can, though she does so rarely, she can actually put others at ease in her presence, just by showing them that she cares. For anyone close to her she’s a rock to lean against, a sympathetic listener who won’t offer any convoluted plans for them to ‘help’ whatever is wrong. No, Sonnaden usually just listens without judgement and without pressure. While she would obviously enjoy happy people more, she is always there for those having a hard time, for she knows what it’s like to live that life and does want to help. Faranth help those that wrong her or those she cares about though, for her ability to hold a grudge may just be unmatched on Pern. She’s harbored a grudge for her own mother for her entire life and refuses to release that anger that has stewed within her. They say that holding onto anger only burns one from the inside out, but Sonnaden does not care. Wrong her and you’ll know the full wrath of her anger just being in her presence.
Positive Trait List Protective, Empathetic, Tactical
Negative Trait List Distant, Gruff, Grudgeful
History: Her mother, a twisted trickster wrapped in a beautiful package, gave birth to her thanks to a brown rider from Western Weyr and Sonnaden spent the next seven terrible turns in Black Sands being “raised” by her mother. Abuse was common, lying was even more so, especially when her father came to visit the pair of them. Sonna learned very quickly that keeping herself quiet about anything her mother did to her was smarter, because the pain afterwards would be even worse if she tried to mention it. In fact if she tried to mention it to anyone the reaction was the same. Maybe that was the reason her mother removed her from her father’s sight, maybe that’s why suddenly her mother “fell in love” with what her daughter thought was a passing sailor. She didn’t realize that they’d be leaving.
But leave they did.
With some time at sea that passed even more violently than her time at Black Sands did, Sonnaden found herself in Bitra, though she was so young at the time she still barely remembers how it happened all the turns later. All she remembers is that life got infinitely worse. With no one to care about her general wellbeing, that opened up a whole lot of time for the girl to disappear and do what she wanted. And do what she wanted was exactly how she viewed her life, freedom was open but it came with terrible consequences. No one knows exactly what they were or what happened to the young girl in the turns between arriving in Bitra and when her father N’den suddenly appeared after tracking she and her now deceased mother down, but her personality had changed entirely during that time and the scarred child was someone new.
Whisked away from Bitra and to the safety of Western Weyr, it was there that she discovered an older half sister and was never free of the interfering fussing from that moment on. Transitioning from being abused to being loved and accepted wasn’t what Sonna was expecting and her reactions to the attentions others gave her showed it plainly. When her father or sister would reach out to her with any sort of physical contact she would flinch away, at least at first. While it would take turns and turns of reconditioning to be comfortable with the contact of others, she at least began to accept their fussing and interfering better with time. Her first official home at Western was with Bionden and her mother Bionic, it was with their gentle love nd respect that she began to open up at last, but her sister stepped into candidacy only a turn later and Sonnaden was placed in the creche. With four turns she entered into candidacy alongside her sister, having grown some in the process.
Twelve turns and many clutches seemed to pass by in the blink of an eye, prompting Sonnaden to begin to explore other options for when she eventually would age out in four years. Nothing has quite caught her eye yet, but her free time is filled with exploration now more than ever, for she can’t simply fight her way through life and becoming a drudge certainly appears daunting to her. Being generally skilled in many things as she is, the woman didn’t think she’d have any trouble finding a particular field to excel in, however she seems to be a master of nothing in particular while being decent at quite a bit.
Now’s the time to figure out what she’s really skilled in, while she still has a few turns left.
Other:
Family:
Soriel - Mother - npc deceased
N’den - Father - magna
B’den - Older Sister - magna
Raiden - Younger Brother - Symm
Candidate Specific Questions
Do you want them to have an official Search RP? No
Do you understand they will age every passing year regardless if you're there to RP the or not? Yes
Do you want them to have a possible Stands Impression? No
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