Birthing Date: 08.19.2743`
Standing at about 4'11, Aalis has always been slightly bothered by her height, especially as she never had that stick thin, skinny girl build. She's not exactly overweight, more just average, but she maintains only through lots of jogging and watching her dessert intake. Her hair is a light brown, with highlights that appear either blond or red depending on the sunlight and in the summer often overshadow her base tone. Aalis' eyes are similarly in the nether-regions between her mother's green and her father's blue, resulting in a rather forgettable grey color. Like the rest of Aalis' coloring, her skin is light, prone to burning rather than tanning, although if she stays out in the sun for too long, typically against the advice of her mother, freckles will appear to pepper her skin. Aalis' face is pretty enough, but not in an exceptional sort of way. Her mouth and nose are fortunately regular and even, but her fore-head is too high for classical beauty, dwarfing the rest of her face.
Aalis has always been obedient, at least externally, to her parents, especially her mother. While she might occasional resent their "advice," she follows it anyway, revealing her displeasure with a few muttered complaints. This obedience comes from her general distaste for argument, at least the loud, screaming kind. While she enjoys the occasional quiet, logical debate with her siblings, often choosing the less favorable side to present a greater challenge to herself, Aalis is a pacifist at heart.
Tied to this pacifistic tendency is Aalis' stubborn work ethic. While she is more likely to argue with those not related to her, Aalis prefers to get her way through logic and effort, rather than pure dominance of personality. Fortunately for her, she's surprisingly intelligent behind her deceptively clear grey eyes. Her subtle logic and rhetoric, honed by years of practice against her older brother, normally allow her to talk those who don't know her into agreeing with her perspective, all the while believing the thought originated in their own head.
Despite this sense of logic, Aalis is very much ruled by her emotions. She is optimistic and remains innocent of the worst of human nature. A true romantic, Aalis often projects favorable qualities on those she thinks she loves, whom she can't help trusting, even when she knows it's a bad idea.
Aalis was born the second child of two minor cot holders, who had set up halfway between Flax and Vaerne. Her parents always cared for and she never lacked for affection, but, as they continued to have four more children after her birth, she often found herself falling into a position of responsibility. She learned quickly that it was better to be subtle with her siblings and win their agreement than come out victorious in whatever little squabble they were having and quickly became a more desirable babysitter than her argumentative older brother.
While she was invaluable to her parents in this role, neither her mother nor her father sought to keep her forever. From the time she was five turns old, Aalis was groomed by her mother to attract a husband and taught by her father how to manage him once she did. The perfect young man seemed to arrive in the form of Gregin, when Aalis was fifteen turns old, a handsome Apprentice Beastcrafter only two turns older than Aalis. While Aalis was fond of him and came to convince herself that she loved him, she struggled to see herself as his wife, as he outlined the future he imagined for them both. She couldn't decide what was wrong with him, and tried to ignore it, but knew that something about their personalities did not click quite the way it should.
Aalis finally accepted this conclusion eight months after she had met Gregin, a mere three sevendays before they were supposed to be joined, when she met Tiftan, the apprentice tailor who supposed to design her wedding dress. Charming, although not as handsome as her proposed husband, Tiftan quickly won her heart far more completely than Gregin had ever managed. There was just something about him that drew in her in. One night, she agreed to sneak out with him and lie under the stars together for the last time. Unfortunately, her parents came out just as Tiftan was leaning over to kiss her. To this day, Aalis isn't sure whether she would have let him or not and, as she hasn't seen him since, has never had the chance to find out.
Obviously the wedding was called off, as Aalis' father felt honor-bound to tell Gregin what had occurred. Aalis, who had always known exactly where she was going, suddenly found herself without direction. She had no craft, no man would marry her now and she could not stay with her parents forever. While she could read and write and had always been good with numbers, she had never really been trained to turn those skills towards any practical purpose. When the next search dragon arrived, Aalis stood at the front of a crowd of hopefuls.
Much to her surprise, and immeasurable relief, she was chosen to stand for the next clutch. As she waited for a clutch to be laid, Aalis considered what sort of dragon she wanted and decided that a small, pretty, sweet, docile green would suit her perfectly. If she didn't impress, she didn't know what she would do next. She supposed she would keep standing, until she exceeded the age limit, and then assume some of the more domestic tasks of keeping the weyr running, those that, with her limited training, she was qualified to do, anyway...