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Date Posted: 00:18:07 03/28/05 Mon
Author: Letimira
Subject: Dreamer

Name- Letimira
Gender- Female
Age- 14 Turns
Skills- Sewing, taking command
Candidate for Shrineth's clutch.

Letimira�s eyes always seem glazed in her round, slightly plump face. Each is the colour of the moon on the ocean, a greyish blue filled with whimsy and dreams. Most of such fantasies include a bronzerider, a flower (it was usually a red one) clutched between his quintessential teeth, who would repeatedly whisk her out of her mundane life and onto the back of his mighty dragon. Oh, but sometimes she preferred daydreaming of her bedraggled bluerider, shrouded in mystery, who would be found on the shores nearby her old home. Then they would fall into forbidden love, and he would steal her into the night� these are the sort of things that preoccupy Letimira�s teenage mind. Hopeless fantasies of perfect riders and adventures sculpted to fit her own desire. Men that took every subtle hint and cue she dropped for them. But such was her little world, and up to this point in her life she�d been protected from the one outside. The few contacts she had made with it, however, were none too fond. Outwardly, Letimira is a pretty girl � standing at five feet even, beginning to fill her curves though retaining some of her childhood chub, and bearing her mother�s plush hair that falls to her shoulders and tamed with a clip above either ear. Her straight locks are one of her favourite features. They�re a colour that could be called strawberry blonde � a golden colour with the vaguest touches of soft wine. Mellow as a balmy breeze. Coupled with her girlish features, she�s attracted a few stares from young hopefuls� each of whom was repelled by her inherently stuck up and air headed nature. Letimira, especially when stirred from a daydream, has the tendency to lash out imperiously, transforming her into the bratty daughter of a man with no power to speak of. If you don�t catch her off guard, however, she can be a splendid companion. She never seems to display angst or sorrow, being lost in the clouds or cheerful, smiling, and bright of face. Admittedly, she keeps her cool in tough situations, though she has a tendency to overwhelm and take charge of everything.

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