Rynelle Coppershears

Rynelle Coppershears
"Pup, yer an absolute disaster right now. Get over here, I'm puttin' my shears to ya."

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Name:

Age:

59

Sex:

Female

Species:

Dwarf

Height:

4'7"

Residence:

Nidus Caeligenus

Occupation:

Groomer / Garrison Rider

Abilities:

Darkvision: The ability to see in darkness as if it were bright light, up to 60' away.
Dwarven Resilience: Dwarves are naturally resistant to all forms of poison and have a heartier consitution than many other races.
Tool Proficiency: Where other dwarves often fancy things like smithing, masonry, or brewing, Rynelle has opted to become adept in the wielding of shears and all other tools related to animal grooming.
Extended Lifespan: Rynelle's kind live approximately 350 years. They are considered young adults at age 50.

Description:

Before one can see to the upkeep of others one must properly upkeep themselves, and as such Rynelle is a woman who prides herself on impeccable dress and hair-care. She doesn't need to be fancy, as her line of manual labors involves a great deal of getting wet, dirty, and covered with various forms of animal pelage and dander, but if she's not on the job then she must absolutely be presentable. When she feels like dressing up further, her hair and her beard get her primping attention long before her choice of attire does. Braids, beads, and baubles are always in attendance -- as long as she doesn't have to worry about some young pup or hatchling trying to snatch them off of her, that is.

Personality:

Proud, stubborn, and loyal, Rynelle is definitely a dwarf on all accounts, except perhaps for the fact that she has grown to fancy living creatures far more than sturdy stones or precious metals. Of course, she's still very fond of being paid and takes pride in both her work and the rewards of her labors, but she's never been uncomfortable under open skies.

Her stalwart nature serves her well in the wrangling of young pups and hatchlings that have yet to grow accustomed to the very necessary process of proper grooming, both in keeping her from losing her patience with their antics -- most of the time, anyway -- and in her unflappable calm helping reassure the fearful ones when there's no anxiety in her for them to pick up on. Though her words can have an affectionate brashness to them, she'll coo over her charges without anything like self-consciousness (ever heard a dwarf baby-talk a puppy before?) and she'll always make sure that even the "ugly ones" leave her care feeling like royalty.

Biography:

Born and raised on Tris'Hath, the first animals that Rynelle fell in love with were the dodrians of all shapes and breeds, pure and mongrel alike. Taking up shears and brushes instead of hammers or pickaxes, she has about twenty years of experience under her belt thus far with hundreds more to go. In fact, it was only after she'd worked with dodrians for a full ten years that she decided she had enough experience with the animals to present herself to the local breeders in hopes of a dodrian of her own. She was approved and allowed to meet with the pups, but when she was called back to accept her new companion, the incredible occured: not just one, but eight young pups fixated upon her. As much as she had fancied the idea of a whole pack, she certainly never expected such a group would choose her all at once!

Five years later, bonding Ryzak'Mybl saw her expand her services from companion animal types to dragons as well, bonded and bondless alike, and now she even travels to offer her skills to an even longer list of clientele. Her pack travels with her to every world she visits, though they come and go from her immediate company with complete freedom to explore and just do dodrian things.

Dragon: