Niamh

Gender:	Female
Age:	38
Current Location:	Brondir Weyr
Rank:	Headwoman
Physical Description:	Niamh stands at about 5'7" and has beautiful dark brown hair which hangs to just below her shoulder blades. She knows she looks silly with a fringe so her hair has always been styled so it hangs over the left side of her face, with the right being tucked behind her ear. She has dark brown eyes with an omnipresent 'knowing' look in them, that and her amusement with the world around her. Her face and features hold a somewhat classical beauty. That doesn't make her beautiful as such but it makes her pretty enough. Her figure is best described as 'cuddly'. She's not out of shape, but the shape she takes on is a little less well known than the norm. She goes in and out in the general vicinity of the right places, though maybe a little more out than she would really like. Niamh is very definitely a skirt woman. Long skirts preferably, in a very dark blue or green. What she wears on top depends on her mood, but generally a fitted tunic or shirt would be expected. Saying that, she wears proper sensible work boots as standard. Her skirts tend to hide this as they are, more often than not, ankle length at least.
Personality:	The first thing that is obvious about Niamh is her friendliness. She doesn't exactly go out of her way, but the way she talks to you makes you realise that she is more than just a casual acquaintance from the start. She knows things, people, situations, so that no matter what someone comes to talk to her about she will have an example and relevant advice hidden somewhere, always seeming to know exactly what to say. What secrets she holds she keeps to herself. She's not someone who has to tell the world all that is or has ever happened to her, another of the other traits that makes her a good listener.
History:	A girl born to an up and coming holder family, and one of the youngest at that, it was always going to be a craft or influential marriage for Niamh. Lucky for her, she was searched to Fort Weyr and so was 'saved' from the fate of an arranged marriage, of the third daughter variety. She was taken to the Weyr when it was suggested to her parents that she had the chance of impressing and that she could stand for the next clutch. Her parents were proud of this added honour to their family and happily sent her on her way with a decent sum and a monthly allowance to provide for her. She was 12 when she left home. Her parents made sure she wanted for nothing in all the time she was an candidate. The Weyr took care of their own but she was spoiled by her mother and father as well. She trained as a harper when not in candidate classes and became quite proficient with stringed instruments. She saved all the marks her parents sent her, less a few for gather fun, so that when she reached 18 she could afford a master crafted lap harp and some decent tailored clothing for gathering, along with a sweet green flit called Miyel. She didn't impress. Although she stood for every hatching from her 12th turn, she never found her lifemate. At 22 she decided not to pursue her harper training any further and began to aid the Fort Weyr headwoman in her duties. Two turns later she was assistant headwoman and in prime position to take over if the current headwoman was found unable to continue their duties. Brondir Weyr was formed shortly after this and with Fort having the only fully trained assistant headwoman, Niamh was asked if she would like to transfer south and help in the setting up of the new Weyr. The young woman agreed and has been headwoman ever since.
Pets:	Green Flit
Name:	Miyel
Physical Description:	Sweet little thing, rather small for a green flit, though well proportioned. Has a beautiful dark green hide, really deep dark green. Is most often seen curled up on Niamh's desk or wrapped around her pets neck.
Personality:	She is much like her pet, friendly and chatty. She tends to cock her head to listen to anyone who speaks in her vicinity, seeming to love the sound of human voices.