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Born at Fort Hold, the third child out of four, Lyndee turned out not to be the delicate, graceful and easily biddable little girl her mother longed for. More than happy to fight and scrap with her siblings than set about sewing or any other ‘character building’ task her mother tried to bend her hand to, Lyndee developed into a headstrong young woman despite her parents’ best efforts.

Just over nineteen turns when she was Searched for the Fort Hatching of turn 445, she was glad of something to do more than desperately hoping to Impress. Perhaps this is why she did not, though Lyndee took the opportunity to stay on at the Weyr rather than return to the Hold. In Turn 2 of the Pass, Lyndee stood for Ashayath’s clutch, finally tiring of the winding path she was absently following. Though she was officially standing for a supposed gold egg, she stood knowing full-well that she was just as likely to impress green or not at all. And even then, rather green – rather a challenge - than not at all. When That Egg shelled a bronze, rather than leaving the Sands immediately as the girls were told to, she moved as slowly as possible, desperate for something – anything – to happen. That something happened to be green Dallianth.

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