Lameeka's Journal
Before you open the book, you notice a piece of paper sticking out of it. You pull it out and read it.
| Name: | Lameeka |
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| Age: | 16 Turns | |||||||||||||
| Rank: | Candidate | |||||||||||||
| Eyes: | Hazel | |||||||||||||
| Hair: | Tangled Shoulder Length Dark Blond | |||||||||||||
| Mother: | Foster Mother Chella Harper Master | |||||||||||||
| Father: | Foster Father Allek Journeyman Herdsmith (deceased) | |||||||||||||
| Siblings: | Foster Sister Chellek Holdbrat, 7 Turns |
My mind often turns over my life as a drudge. Luckily, I never became pregnant but I was used. I don't know why. I often look at myself in a pond or in a shard of glass. I don't think I'm attractive. My high cheekbones make me look so much older and my heap of hair is almost frightening. It's odd though, I usually end up smiling.
Chella is so kind, and I comfort her when she cries for Allek. Even if I was never to keen on him. He always had this look in his eye, like he knew something we didn't that would kill us because we didn't. Even so, if fate was a horrible one. I never liked that watch wher either. She was always doing her job, but she was doing it too well. She'd try to attack anyone, even the Lord Holder once. I don't know what Allek did that made her break her chain, but it must've been horrible the way he was so mauled. Chellek cries and so does Chella. I don't because I shouldn't. He was a foster father and I never liked him anyway. I know, I feel cruel. But that's just the way things are.
I was Searched today. It was a different experince. I viewed the dragons from afar and faked my interest. I guess my acting skills were suberb because here I am now, a Candidate at Seascape Weyr. I Impressed two firelizards. If Impressing a dragon is anything like Impressing a firelizard, I can't wait for the experince.
Ask Lameeka about her history or comment on the nearby book. Ask how she was was Searched or bid her good day and walk back to the Seascape Weyr Bowl.
