Birthing Date: 04.28.2736
Craft: Lower Caverns
Aisling is a very lovely young woman, like all of Aalencard's many daughters. Thick blond hair frames her face and comes down to her elbows, darkening toward the roots. Her eyes are catching, shapely and light blue-green. Due to her mother's addiction to perfection, Aisling has spent her entire life cultivating lovely (burn prone) skin, a shapely body and overall, a beautiful outer form. Shapely breasts, a flat stomach and supple legs. Her manner of dress is almost always clean, neat and pretty. Alas, all those dresses her mother gave her have been sitting at the bottom of a chest since Impressing. So has the jewelry, the gloves, the fancy shoes. Nowadays, Aisling can be found in the riding leathers of a weyrling, knots hanging from her shoulder and rough, leather gloves. The only time the finery comes out would be on very special occasions (i.e Gathers, Feasts etc). Dragon rider life as already left its mark on Aisling, literally. Her first scar was deep and across the palm; an accident while cutting up meat for Hyrulth. Without a doubt, she will gain more as time goes on.
Aisling might have looked the perfect Holder daughter on the outside but inside, she was ready to scream. Her mother's constantly critical nature raised Aisling to believe that most people are going to judge you. They might not be malicious about it but they are going to do so anyways. So, you rub dirt in it and you move on. Yes, Aisling is tougher than she looks. Many mocked her the day she was Searched, remarking that her age made her as unlikely a bride as it did a dragon rider. Aisling, burned by the words, went on to Eastern to prove them wrong. Her determination was rewarded in Hyrulth. Yes, Aisling has always been determined to rise above the expectations of others. She isn't content to just slide by on looks; she wants to be respected for her strength and mind. Aisling is clever; you have to be when you are the fifth daughter of a Lord Holder's brother and your attitude makes most of your suitors run for the hills. Aisling isn't the kind of girl to put her head down and demurely "yes sir" and "no sir" her way through life. In the Weyr she found she could question and wastes no time capitalizing on the freedoms so many weyr females take for granted.
On first look, Aisling might come off as rude. She's bold and curious, with little apology for being more than just a pretty face. She likes men (and women) but having had so many slime balls in her life, she finds trusting them with higher intentions difficult and she has a lack of faith when it comes to relationships. Luckily, she doesn't have to worry about that right now being a weyrling. It's a fact Aisling is all too happy with; sex and romance have proved too much of a bother.
Hyrulth is her world and she adores the blue head to tail spade. He's the best, most brave and beautiful blue dragon in the world and she is very proud to be the only girl in her class to have Impressed a blue dragon. All the other girls Impressed greens and Aisling's Impression is just another way she stands out. She loves that.
Aalencard and Rislinga had many children; three son and five daughters in all. Their youngest was a fair haired, aqua eyed girl they named Aisling and though she was lovely, they were always hard on her. She was, after all, the fifth girl and they had been really hoping for another son. Though she was pretty, she was never as mild mannered or mindful as her sisters. If there was something young Aisling was looking for in a man, she never found it because she was driving off any decent match they made for her since her fourteenth birthday. There was hardly any peace in their minor Hold and Aisling took every opportunity to escape her mother and sisters. She would slip out to the hills around the Hold, wondering what she could do other than eventually submit to a match her father made for her. She thought to go to the Crafts but her singing was atrocious, her song writing juvenile, and she couldn't sew well or bend her mind to studying herbs. She took well to her chores as well as any other and she had a stubborn pride to keep a clean room. Aisling's mother had a hope that if nothing else, Aisling could go on to be a Headwoman. She managed tasks well enough, laundry came out clean and she could make a bed well. As a last kindness, her mother began to urge her daughter to think of working with the Hold's Headwoman. Aisling was twenty four and as her family's blue blood was lost on her, her mother finally gave up and consigned her daughter to fate.
That was when a Search rider came, heralding that Xyxith had clutched her second batch of eggs and they needed candidates. Aisling, to the shock of most of the Holder folk, was one of the three young people Searched that day. Most remarked as to why a rider would take a girl almost too old to stand. But at twenty four turns, Aisling was still of an age to Stand. She took it and though it looked like she wouldn't be rewarded, the last dragonet Impressed to her that day. Blue Hyrulth and Aisling were bonded and bonded fast. Now the two are racing toward their dual future, brave and full of vigor.