Vivid Dreams

Hi, everyone!

My name's Tams and I promise I'm not a troll despite my username. lol Although my potential character may be a bit trollish at times.

I'm still going over my application but I'd like to toss it up here to see if I'm on the right track and if my guy will fit in here. It will hopefully be up soon.

But for now, it's nice to meet everyone and you can thank (or blame) dearest liar for nudging me here. 

Hi!!

Welcome! If you can survive here while I have a SPW public meltdown than I think you'll do just fine ;)

:)

All right, here's what I have so far. I admit I am a bit fuzzy on the game's canon and history since I didn't get to look at it for too long before getting a chance to work on an application so some areas may not mesh correctly.

The writing sample and face claim will be attached to the final application.

Character Name

First Name: Valerian
Pronounced: Vah-leer-e-in
Nicknames:   Val, Vale
Main Rank: Journeyman Harper
Other Rank: N/A
Place of Birth: Plains Hold
Age/Date of Birth: 24, Mid Summer 206 AL
Weyrmate: N/A
Threadfall Theory:   He believes in what he teaches; that Thread will fall again.
Approved Special Features:   None.
Face Claim:

[i]Looks:

Eyes: Eyes of vivid forest green often dispel the belief that Valerian is lazy, bored, or inattentive thanks to their sharp and oftentimes penetrating stare that never seems to miss a thing. They would likely be considered his strongest feature and what draws people in, whether it be as he sings or tells a tale or out of a longing for his private attentions.
Hair: Dark brown hair with naturally highlighted strands of chestnut complements his eyes though fingers running through the shaggy short locks out of annoyance keep the style looking like he perpetually rolled out of bed after a fitful night’s rest.
Height: Valerian stands at a modest 5’9.
General Appearance: Full lips give the illusion of a pout but given his view on those he has to contend with daily, they are usually purposely set in such a manner. Despite his long legs, he is well proportioned and does not appear gangly while his frame is lean with just enough muscle definition to draw wandering eyes when the right clothes are worn—or left on the floor beside him. Another feature that often draws the eye is his long fingers that move over harp and gitar with a delicate ease.
Dressing Style: His fashion sense follows the trends of the time but he doesn’t go out of his way to have the most luxurious of fabrics or richest of colours as comfort is his top priority.

[i]Personality:

General Character Traits:
Valerian fancies himself an observer and speaker of truths, though the latter isn’t always met with great enthusiasm. As a Harper, he’s expected to give his opinion on matters thanks to the craft’s historical and current knowledge of people and events but there are other times where a soothing word and a gently spun truth are needed and Valerian has yet to master such a trait. In his younger years he held in his true opinions and would smile through the stupidity of others but over time and circumstances, he’s lost the reason to. Due to his new love of saying what’s on his mind, Valerian enjoys singing songs filled with lessons he believes the Holder he’s entertaining is lacking in but given the sensitive ego of such men, the journeyman Harper is often sent from the Hold with more bruises and threats than he arrived with. That is not something, however, to deter him and if the next occasion he entertains for is in need of a reminder or a good mocking, then that is indeed what his patrons will receive.

However, it is because of his keen eyes and ability to quickly assess a person that his bluntness and antics are normally overlooked by his peers. Most also know his true desire lays in composition and having to deal with bratty farm kids as he makes his travels is punishment enough.

Normally he is laidback, wanting nothing more than to lounge in the sun to pick idly at his gitar or to nap but given the way he was brought to the Weyr as a Stolen candidate, Valerian will take every chance he gets to remind anyone within hearing range that he came against his will. That isn’t to say he hates dragons or resents them due to some of the riders because what man alive didn’t fancy himself a candidate for a Hatching when they were a boy? It’s his determination to make sure no one gets close enough to him to truly know him that keeps any shred of enthusiasm or interest in anything other than his performance hidden away to the point where he comes off aloof and lacking in friends.

While he does enjoy the performance aspect of his craft and sometimes even the mingling with large crowds, Valerian detests archiving, holding lessons, and having to deal with children. At least with archiving he’s left alone and it’s generally quiet.

Likes:
[i]Dusk until dawn: Valerian loves the night but also takes a quiet pleasure in watching the sun set, finding the colours majestic and serene. While he does enjoy napping on a sunny day, he much prefers to be active at night, enjoying the sounds that only occur when the sun is set. It doesn't hurt that children are usually in bed and he can have a moment's peace without having to deal with them.
Composing songs : While he enjoys all the musical aspects of the craft, writing his own songs, even about mundane routines or scenery for only his own enjoyment, is his favourite part and soothes him.
Klah: He simply enjoys the cinnamon taste and jolt of energy to start the day with.

Dislikes:
Everyone: Valerian jokes that his list of things he hates is topped with “dragonriders, those without dragons, and kids” since the general category of “everyone” doesn’t accurately convey the level of detestation each inspires. After several beats of the shocked silence that statement brings about he explains the reasoning as dragonriders are often full of themselves, those without are useless and get in his way, and kids are just annoying and loud. Depending on his mood he will either let his audience believe he’s joking by smiling or saying it in earnest.
Cold weather: There is something unpleasant about layering and still having a frozen nose. It also hinders his ability to play instruments as his dexterity is slowed.
Manual Labour: As a son of a farmer, Valerian knows all about working from sunrise to sunset and absolutely hates it. He goes out of his way to avoid such tasks ever since leaving to Harper Hall.

Habits/Mannerisms:
He usually wears a bored or neutral expression but Valerian does find amusement in another's displeasure and misfortune so a small smile may be cracked. His own schooling has taught him to try to keep that under wraps though the indifference was something they couldn't get out of him.

As napping is one of his favourite pastimes, Valerian has a habit of sneaking off to nap under a tree, preferably in a quiet and unpopular location so he won't be disturbed. In a way, this works out best for everyone as it means they avoid his scrutiny and keen observations.

Strengths:
His ability to endure regardless of the situation he finds himself in would be what Valerian considers his strength—after being told his sharp tongue is not considered a strength or something to be proud of. A hidden strength not many would know about or even believe until they were a recipient of is his dedication to a friend. While he is all for protecting number one, himself, if someone he considers a friend needs his help, he's likely to give it regardless of what is asked of him; though he would prefer if it was something quick and simple.

Weaknesses:
While Valerian would have one believe he doesn’t have a weakness, his constant truth-saying and occasional laziness would likely hinder him the most.

Personal History

Mother:   Kezia
  [i]Rank: None
Father:  Quinlan
  Rank: Journeyman Farmer
Siblings:   An older brother (Zayra) and two older sisters (Seraphina and Saphira)
Past Lovers/Partners: None
Current Lovers/Partners: None
Children: None
Background Story:
207: Valerian is born to Quinlan and Kezia; their fourth child.
208-211: His mother and sisters take turns tending to him between their own daily tasks.
212: Begins lessons in both reading and writing as well as the farmcraft.
213-215: A hate of rising so early to work in the fields grows while an interest in what the Harper sings and discusses matures.
216: One day has enough and announces he wants to go to Harper Hall to train and live.
216-220: Studies at Harper Hall as an Apprentice, learning all areas of the craft to find the best suited area. Has some troubles maintaining the smile and suck-up attitude needed.
221: Wonders if he’s in over his head with how much responsibility Harpers have but watching a group of Journeymen practice together one night revives his love of singing and performing.
222: Finally becomes a Journeyman.
222-223: Continues to dabble in various areas of the craft but, at his Master’s insistence, spends the most time on the ways of teaching.
224: Ignores the advancements of the baker’s daughter until he finally breaks her heart with the harsh truth he’s not interested. Has yet to find someone that does interest him.
224-226: Shortly thereafter he is sent to various smaller holds to provide essential teachings. Knows it is a punishment for running his mouth one too many times about his peers.
227: Valerian is recalled and given the option to travel or select a Hold looking for a Harper. He chooses to go to River Bend.
227-230: Remains at the Hold until the wanderlust kicks in again. Begs his leave and returns to Harper Hall.
231: Arrives at Katila Weyr as a Stolen candidate.

[i]Crafter Education

Craft: Harper
Craft Rank: Journeyman
Years In Craft: 14
Specialty: Gossip and fact gathering, composing, and recalling historical and current facts
Crafting Details: Valerian joined Harper Hall at ten, after realizing farming was not for him. He spent several Turns studying in all areas of the craft not so much out of a love of learning or a need to keep busy but it was encouraged he should know enough in each field to assist others in the future. Not wanting to return to a life of seeding, Valerian forced out smiles and kept up his studies.

Once his studies were complete, Valerian spent time travelling to teach the young kids of minor holds and halls, somewhat as a punishment for his increasing laziness and sharp tongue as the stupidity of his peers couldn’t always be smiled at and brushed away. When that torment was over, he was given the option to move to a Hold and he found himself at River Bend for three Turns before removing himself and returning to Harper Hall.

It was on a quiet night, lightly strumming his gitar under his favourite tree not too far from the Hall that Valerian was kidnapped and brought to Katila Weyr.

Adoptable Greenrider from the following bits of information:

{20 & 07 || 35 & 22} Dragonth of R'der (Rider, F) DOB 195; Impressed in 208 AL at 13 Turns

Fort Weyr
208 AL, Late Autumn – Shimmering Reflections Clutch [Gold Wyndaneth x Bronze Renorath]

[div style="background-color: #333333; border: 3px solid #540a51; padding: 5px;"][justify][color=#9999CC] Character a lyrical subheading First Name: Kirinandari Pronounced: Key-ree-nan-dah-ree Honorific: K’dari Nicknames: Kiri, RiRi Dragon Colour: Green Wing Rank: Weyrling Master Assistant Other Rank: Place of Birth: Age/Date of Birth: 35 /  195 AL, late winter Impression Age: 13 Turns;  208 AL Weyrmate: No one at this time. Threadfall Theory: If it happens, it happens. She has far more interesting things to keep an eye on than waiting for something she has never seen. Approved Special Features: None. Face Claim: Monica Bellucci Looks a lyrical subheading Eyes: Russet brown eyes, narrowed only slightly, give nothing but calculation or seduction away. Hair: Ebon black locks flow in gentle waves over her shoulders, coming to a stop midway down her back with fringe framing her face. K’dari usually wears her hair down, enjoying the way it moves in the wind whether while taking a break at the lake or on dragonback but when she’s training or doing chores, a braid is her practical style of choice. Height: 5'7 General Appearance: K’dari fancies herself beautiful and knows even without the influence of her green in flight that she has several admirers. With a heart-shaped face, high cheekbones, and features that are aesthetically pleasing with their well-proportioned setting, she was given a good canvas to work with. Her lips, however, are neither thin nor luscious and plush but she finds no fault with them as they suit her face and the expressions often worn and they complete all tasks required from talking to far more intimate affairs. The only “flaw” as some would call it, is the mole, or beauty mark as K’dari prefers to think of it, on the right side of her face just below the corner of her mouth. Her body would possibly be seen as obscene to older generations with gentle curves working from breasts to waist to thighs and down long shapely legs. Given the way she carries herself and has maintained her image, it is not uncommon for K’dari to be mistaken as someone younger than her thirty-five turns. Those that think this and confess to such thoughts are rewarded with a tender smile and stay in her good graces slightly longer. But given her dedication to her goal, K’dari is not just a pretty face and has been known to intimidate colleagues and students alike with a penetrating glare borne from annoyance at being disturbed while she works or an intent stare while she inspects the new Candidates for anyone promising enough to earn her special attention. Dressing Style: Tight tops with flowing skirts for Gathers or leather pants for riding and chores. Personality a lyrical subheading General Character Traits: Flirtatious. Bitchy when someone interferes with what she wants, intelligent, dedicated to an idea once she has it and thinks you have potential Likes:     Like 1: Details here     Like 2: Details here     Like 3: Details here Dislikes:     Dislike 1: Details here     Dislike 2: Details here     Dislike 3: Details here Habits/Mannerisms: Strengths: Weaknesses: Personal History a lyrical subheading Mother: Mother's name, DOB, etc.     Rank: Mother's rank Father: Father's name, DOB, etc.     Rank: Father's rank Siblings: Siblings - gender, DOB, rank etc Past Lovers/Partners: I’m open to suggestions! Current Lovers/Partners: Children: Background Story: Dragon Details a lyrical subheading Name: Nabineth Pronounced: Na-bee-neth Colour: Green Wing Rank: Place of Birth: Fort Weyr Age/Date of Birth:  22 / Late Autumn 208 AL Clutch Name: Shimmering Reflections Clutch Mother: Wyndaneth Clutch Father: Renorath Appearance:     Mature Length: in feet     Mature Wingspan: in feet     Mature Height: In hands     Scars & Markings:     General Appearance: Personality:     Likes:     Dislikes:     Habits/Mannerisms:     Strengths:     Weaknesses:     General Personality: Image: >><< Crafter Education a lyrical subheading Craft: Craft Rank:  Years In Craft: Please see this thread for Katila-specific Crafting information. Specialty: Additional Details: Out Of Character Information Additional Accounts & Ranks:     Player Account: Insulting Truths     Additional Characters: Valerian Admin Contact: Anything else? [/size] RP Example a lyrical subheading This is required for ALL characters, regardless of if they are your first or twenty-th. RP Sample must use the character described in the profile and be an indication of your average posting size with them.

Adoptable bluerider R'nd from the Renewed Hope Clutch.
Keyword is 'belief.'
Key Info from Candidate Posts:
Both brown weyrlings, blues Elatth and Ayyonth and greens Miceeth and Ladymth would often work in positions of "leadership" during weyrlinghood. All showed some degree of potential, as well as personal weaknesses.

Ayyonth is charismatic and teasing, one being well received and the other having a tendency to piss off his clutchmates

[justify] R’nd & Blue Ayyonth a lyrical subheading First Name: Orwind Pronounced: Ore-wind (like the element) Honorific: R’nd Nicknames: Randy (Kerrin’s nickname for him) Dragon Colour: Blue Wing Rank: Wingrider hoping to become a Searchrider Other Rank: Flirt Place of Birth: Small Sea Hold near Benden Age/Date of Birth: 27, Mid-fall 203 AL Impression Age: 23; Mid-fall 227 AL Weyrmate: None. Threadfall Theory: “If the threat wasn’t real, Ayyonth and I wouldn’t be together.” Approved Special Features: None. Face Claim: Gabriel Aubry Looks a lyrical subheading Eyes: While his eyes are narrow, lending to a seductive appearance, R’nd has extremely expressive eyes that display his emotions in flashes before he tries to reclaim a calm exterior. They are of a pale grey shade that darkens with strong emotions, usually lust, but the rare time when anger gets a hold of him has the same effect. Hair:  Dirty blonde wavy locks that hang in a tousled shaggy style may appear as if minimal attention has been spent on the ‘do but R’nd will take the time to comb and style it each morning. There are, of course, times where a tumble in and out of bed does the work for him but he somehow manages to make it work for him. Height:  6’0 General Appearance: One of the first things most notice about R’nd is his dirty blonde wavy hair with shorter strands falling against his face but typically kept styled just out of his view. The other major eye-catcher the bluerider possesses comes in the form of his beaming smile courtesy of a talented mouth. His well-shaped lips are almost feminine and likely would be called as such on a baby-faced young man but given his rugged features and ability to grow facial hair, which is often kept in a state of three-days-of-not-shaving stubble, they are oddly fitting. Perhaps it is the way they often curl into a smirk that, combined with his suggestive grey eyes, leaves R’nd looking like pure sex that earns him more compliments than complaints about his lips. His body is not that uncommon of a sight amongst dragonriders given the care dragons require. He’s acquired toned arms and upper body from turns of scrubbing Ayyonth during his baths while his legs received proper definition from uncounted hours of training a-dragonback or running around Katila either as exercise or from whatever chore assigned to him. Dressing Style: Before the plague, Orwind was all over the latest styles of fashion and had to be among the first to sport the new must-have accessory. Naturally once the weyrfolk migrated to the South it became more than a little difficult to keep up that hobby. Since Katila was established, R’nd has moved passed the mourning stage for his stagnant wardrobe and accepted that he had to work with what was on hand. Later on, after Impressing and Katila established more rules for going north he found he could ask those heading out on a Search or gathering materials to find out what styles were popular. Of course having a tailor as a friend within the weyr also has some benefits and R'nd is always willing to be a model or test subject. When it comes right down to it, he is usually seen wearing vibrant colours, preferring to stick with a more monotone look than mixing up colours. Given the climate, a lighter material is preferred but he enjoys fine leathers for his riding gear and boots, the latter of which is has several pairs of in varying lengths. Personality a lyrical subheading General Character Traits: When R’nd’s ego gets the best of him he believes himself to be the very definition of what a bluerider should be. His charisma can draw out a smile and small talk from even the shyest of souls as he knows his way around a conversation to find a way to make everyone comfortable. Unless of course he’s in a playful mood which he blames on Ayyonth and growing up with some of the weyrbrats. There are times where he can spin a teasing comment with the best of them but knows when to stop before it turns malicious and words said in jest turn sharp and leave a wound. However, coupling perfectly with his charisma is his flirtatious nature which often has him chatting someone up without realizing how suggestive he is. Typically, he knows when he’s doing it and it doesn’t matter gender or age. If R’nd feels an attraction, even at the most basic of levels, he’ll act on it. Despite all of his flirtatious and talkative ways, there is one way to earn his scorn and that’s by bringing insult to someone he calls friend. While he can view everyone within Katila as friend or family, there are a small handful of those he truly opens up to and spends most of his time with. He’s not one to simply hate another because his friend or lover does but if a friend is hurt in any way, then you can forget about having his smile, a sweet one anyway, sent your way. His protective streak has, at times, come into direct conflict with his almost naïve ability to believe there is good in everyone. When someone finds a way to lose his trust or shows an intense hatred of dragons or weyrfolk, it breaks R’nd’s heart and leaves him in a sullen mood for a short time, often with him going off to be alone until it passes and he can smile again without worrying anyone. Likes:     Sleeping In: Thanks to his flirtatious ways, R’nd sometimes lacks a full night’s rest and doesn’t always want to rise when the sun does. He’s still dedicated to his duties at the Weyr but if he can sneak in just one extra hour, he’s a happy man.     Wine:  R’nd enjoys a good night of drinking. The wine that they produce at Katila still has a long way to go before it reaches the standards of Benden, or even that of Tillek, but it does the trick whether it’s needed to drown sorrows, celebrate, or just liven up a gathering.     B’jin: R’nd suffers from a serious case of boycrush. Thanks to B’jin’s charm and outgoing personality, young R’nd was enthralled at their first meeting and decided he was a good dragonrider example. Yet even now he still won’t approach B’jin for anything sexual outside of Larrikith flying, though Ayyonth has yet to win her. Dislikes:     Liars: Luckily for R’nd he has his own lie detector, so long as Ayyonth is around, though he does well enough on his own.  While he’s fine with the occasional small fib, he simply can’t understand why anyone would lie with the intent of hurting someone.     Losing a flight: The high while caught up in a flight is intense but when you don’t come out of the trance as the winner, it’s a devastating blow that R’nd feels emotionally and physically drained from.     The method of Stealing: While he understands why it must be done, R’nd wishes there was another way to go about gaining those likely to Impress. Despite his dislike of the method, he fully supports the Weyr and would become a searchrider to do his part. He would, however, try to find a way to give the Candidate a choice.  Habits/Mannerisms: He will smile at everyone. Whether it’s just a polite greeting to his elders and the weyrbrats running around or a flirtatious, naughty grin to past and future lovers, R’nd can’t really help it. Just like he can’t help checking and fixing his hair if he’s near a reflective surface. Strengths:  R’nd is open-minded and willing to give everyone a chance. He believes that there is good in everyone and there’s a reason for a nasty attitude which could be turned around if someone stopped to find out why and cared. Because of his gentle and friendly attitude, he has the ability to stay calm under pressure and help guide others in times of a crisis or simply stay patient when others are frustrated at a situation, person, or themselves. Weaknesses: R’nd is very expressive when it comes to positive emotions, or anger if pushed enough, but when it comes to anything negative that he or anyone else has against him, he will keep it inside. He doesn’t want to worry anyone and will pretend all is well or go off alone for a time where he will mentally beat himself up for causing trouble for anyone. Even with all of his outwardly confidence and surviving the plague and travel South at such a young age, his large ego has created a fear of being rejected. He knows he’s amazing and does well in everything he attempts but someday to someone, that may just not be good enough; that he will not be good enough. His friends are important to him and while he knows it’s nonsensical, the notion that they’ll replace him often lingers in the back of his mind. Even though he genuinely enjoys playing the field, the fear of rejection is a very strong reason as to why he has never had a serious relationship. On the lighter side, R’nd has a weakness for bubbly pies and puppy dog eyes, both of which have been known to lead him astray and getting into mischief with a younger friend. Personal History a lyrical subheading Mother: Beadine, 45, 186 AL     Rank: Lady of the Hold Father: Roltandan, 50, 181 AL     Rank: Lord of a small Hold in the Benden area Siblings: Pendalier (brother, 33, 198 AL),  Eridella (sister, 30, 201 AL) Past Lovers/Partners: It’s a long list but nothing serious. Current Lovers/Partners: Anyone and everyone so long as its casual. Currently nothing serious. Children: None that he knows about. Background Story: 203 AL: Orwind is born. 204~209 AL: Nothing major happens; early childhood is spent in the usual manners of play and preparing for learning. 210 AL: As a curious boy, Orwind gets into a lot of things, exploring the Hold, beach, and ships. His father is pleased with the eager young mind. 211~212 AL: Continues with his lessons with the harper, naturally clinging to the stories and history involving the dragons. 213 AL: Begins to think he’d much rather spend the day playing in the sun and water, not fishing and labouring away. 214 AL: Orwind is Searched and he goes with a large smile in place. 215 AL: The plague strikes. 216 AL: Orwind is 14 turns when the plague scares everyone enough to move south. Thanks to his likeliness to Impress, despite not doing so with the last clutch, the rider that Searched him (OPEN) has no family to bring with him and offers the free spot on his dragon to travel with him. 217~219 AL: Orwind learns the hard way what it’s like to fend for himself as he and his saviour learn to fish, hunt, and build a small hut to live in while under Katila’s orders to keep away from other dragons. 220~224 AL: With the call to gather given, Orwind puts his new skills to use and helps build the Weyr and get to know all of the other weyrfolk that survived the trip South. 225~226 AL: Despite Nirinath still not rising and a brown falling ill, Orwind believes everything will work out and it has not all been for nothing. 227 AL: Orwind Impresses blue Ayyonth, believes how he handled the last twelve turns has shown his worth and dedication to the community. 228 AL: Begins his second year of weyrlinghood. Everything is going smoothly until Green Pikth of Pendok and Blue Delemth of Uglor crash into each other and die. The deaths of their clutchmates affect R’nd and Ayyonth deeply and remind them that they are not invincible despite everything they have survived thus far. 229 AL: R’nd graduates from weyrling. 230~231 AL: R’nd’s been living the daily Katila life with chores, socializing, chasing after Greens flying, and even trying to help the Stolen Candidates adjust to the Weyr. Dragon Details a lyrical subheading Name: Ayyonth Pronounced: Eye-yawn-th Colour: Blue Wing Rank: Searchrider hopeful Place of Birth: Katila Weyr Age/Date of Birth: 3, Mid-fall 227 AL Clutch Name: Renewed Hope Clutch Mother:Gold Nirinath Clutch Father: Bronze Ronarth Appearance:     Mature Length: 12.2 feet     Mature Height:18 hands     Mature Wingspan: 18.3     Scars & Markings: N/A     General Appearance: Coming in at twelve foot two, Ayyonth is slightly larger than the average blue which R’nd has stated can be a good thing. Of course it hampers their speed and agility when it comes to racing against the smaller sized dragons but their size places them larger or close to a few browns which could elevate their status in a wing. His hide is of a darker shade in a rich, cerulean blue that is not a consistent colouring throughout but mingles with a slightly softer tone to give a soft marbling effect. Personality:     Likes: Much like R’nd, Ayyonth likes to keep up appearances and enjoys bathing.     Dislikes: He hates being ignored. R’nd doesn’t do it often and when it happens the man is often still more asleep than awake but patience only goes so far when you have urgent news to share.     Habits/Mannerisms: While Ayyonth doesn’t mind working, he loves having free time and spending it out sunning and will go off to do so whenever the chance presents itself. Sometimes it’s nice to just get away and relax with the sun on your back and not well-meaning and spirited kids.     Strengths: Ayyonth is extremely reliable. Even with all of his teasing and meandering off to enjoy a lazy day, if R’nd needs him, he’s there for him.      Weaknesses: Inability to tell when his teasing has gone too far.     General Personality: Like most blue dragons, Ayyonth is a hard worker and takes pride in what he does. However, he still has his moments of being playful which is likely due to a certain weyrbrat spending too much time with the pair and his personality influencing the young dragon. After all, if R’nd likes the boy then acting like him can’t be all that bad, right? Unfortunately due to that playful energy and watching the way R’nd would sometimes interact with people only strengthened Ayyonth’s own enjoyment of teasing his clutchmates though he lacks the skill in knowing when enough is enough. That being said, when Ayyonth is behaving, he gets along with the other dragons, sunning in peace together or splashing about in the river when their riders are busy elsewhere. Image: >><< Crafter Education a lyrical subheading Craft: Sea craft Craft Rank: He was Searched before he truly began his studies. Years In Craft: Officially, none, but grew up surrounded by the craft. Specialty: N/A Crafting Details: He has no formal training but learned the basics to sailing and casting a net. Out Of Character Information Additional Accounts & Ranks: Insulting Truths (Player) and Valerian (Stolen Candidate) Admin Contact: purpletwilight at gmail dot com Anything else? Nope. RP Example a lyrical subheading R’nd was having the most wonderful dream involving him and two others frolicking in the pool below a gentle waterfall when something tugged at his mind, trying to release him from such beauty and euphoria. He grumbled at the disturbance and gave a low growl when a dragon’s shriek finally cut through his determination to stay in his dream world for a little longer. [color=#0066CC]R’nd! Of course he now had his blue, Ayyonth, joining in on the effort to wake him. Could this day start off any worse? Leave me be, Ayyonth. I’m sleeping. At least that was what he still wanted to be doing, anyway! But you heard, didn’t you? Larrikith is flying! In his barely conscious mind, the name and all the words surrounding it meant nothing to R’nd and he rolled over, burying himself under the sheets as if that would block out all of the external and internal noises. Wait, had a green taken flight? Did they have no concept of time? Don’t chase her. Even I need to get some sleep sometimes. Sleep had been lacking that sevenday with the amount of action he had seen both doing exercises with Ayyonth or finding new and creative ways to exercise riders and weyrfolk alike. Last night had been no different though he had parted ways with that lover at a somewhat early, in his books, time. R’nd, would you wake up and listen to me? Ayyonth was getting annoyed at being ignored, a trait R’nd blamed on Kerrin and the amount of time the brat spent with the dragon. But Ayyonth knew his mate well and knew he wouldn’t hear the end of the pouting that would come if he missed out on this attempt at Larrikith taking to the sky. Larrikith is flying. Did you forget who her rider is? B’jin! You know, the man you have been pining after for as long as you have known him? The man you somehow manage to pretend you don’t want on a normal day when you’re talking to him? Ayyonth continued speaking but it had turned more into a mumbling about silly human emotions and traditions, not that R’nd was listening now anyway. Larrikith was flying. His mind was beginning to clear and catch up with what was going on and R’nd sat up, eyes wide as he felt Ayyonth’s lust already creeping in on him, mingling with his own building desires. Then chase her! He didn’t have time to argue with his dragon and really didn’t even have time to find his clothes as he slept in the nude, though he knew from experience streaking didn’t please everyone, even if the nude body in question was his. But as he tried to rise from his bed, R’nd ended up falling to the floor, tangled as he was in the bedding. After a quick shimmying to free himself, the dance of pulling on pants while trying to walk led him through his hut and out the door. Where would B’jin be at this early hour? He sent a plea to his blue to ask around for his location and took off in an ungraceful stride toward the Dining Hall not only because it made sense for a man to go there shortly after rising but it sounded far more lively in that general area than usual at such an hour.

Ayyonth speech!
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From the Adoptable Survivors List:
{27 & 14} Dragonth of R'der (Rider, M) DOB 188; Impressed in 201 AL at 13 Turns

J’ver [color=#005500]When the Devil is too busy, and Death's a bit too much They call on me by name you see, for my special touch [color=#005500]First Name: Jaimiveridis Pronounced: Jamie-very-diss Honorific: J’ver Nicknames: Jai Dragon Colour: Green Wing Rank: Wingrider Other Rank: S’kef’s evil sidekick Place of Birth: Nabol Hold Age/Date of Birth: 43 / 188AL Impression Age: 13 Physical Age: 26 Weyrmate: Currently N/A Threadfall Theory: It will be an ugly and devastating nuisance should it fall again (and hopefully not in his life time!) Approved Special Features: Face Claim: Harry Lloyd [color=#005500]Looks [color=#005500]I'm the thorn in your side, makes you wriggle and writhe [color=#005500]Eyes: Pale blue eyes that are sometimes partially obscured by his long wispy bits of fringe but when they are visible, they are often narrowed in a calculating stare. [color=#005500]Hair: Black hair that is meticulously maintained and styled regularly throughout the day. He used to wear it longer in a shaggier style but in recent turns has shortened it which helped remove the bit of curl that tried to take over. While the fringe is often worn down or brushed just to the side, J’ver has been known to style it back on special occasions. [color=#005500]Height: 5’9 [color=#005500]General Appearance: J’ver has a slender build that lends to the popular belief that male greenriders are feminine. He has just enough defining muscle in his arms to show that while he doesn’t work out, he does indeed have a dragon that requires regular primping with bathing and oiling. His torso, however, doesn't show such definition and some would call him soft if not simply too skinny. He has a long face with slightly hollowed cheeks and a nose that draws the eye in a nearly unflattering way from profile but suits him straight on. His lips, a thin upper and a slightly plumped lower, were made for smirking and sneering and J’ver takes advantage of that fact, often smug in what he says and does. Despite the long and hot summer days and the length of time he has been a dragonrider, exposed to the elements and not tucked away indoors, J'ver is of fair skin. His pale complexion does not help the image people have of him lurking in the shadows to catch sought after information. While that wouldn't be an unfair assessment, J'ver simply prefers to avoid being tanned, finding he feels dirty when his skin can no longer reflect the moonlight. [color=#005500]Dressing Style: His dressing style is, in a word, tacky. His pants are usually rather normal though they are a snug fit but it’s the shirts that draw the eye. They are typically in bright colours, sometimes in two or more colours that shouldn’t always go together. If he’s feeling ambitious or wants to pay to get another tailor to do it, patterns will appear on the otherwise hodgepodge shirt. That isn’t to say his wardrobe insists entirely of such atrocities. His riding leathers are, of course, rather uniform and unremarkable and he does own some plain black cloth clothing as well for when he needs to be a bit stealthier in his endeavours. [color=#005500]Personality [color=#005500]I pledge my allegiance to all things dark and I promise on my damned soul to do as I am told [color=#005500]General Character Traits: J'ver often does things that will benefit him in some way but yearns for the approval of those ranked higher than him. Given how greenriders are viewed, most riders would be considered ranked higher but J’ver only sees the Weyrleader and Weyrsecond as truly above him and it is S’kef’s approval that he desires the most for a vast array of reasons. One of those reasons is power. He seeks power but knows he will never manage it on his own and latches onto those that have the best potential of achieving power and control and can be manipulated into taking him along for the ride. J'ver has no issues with carrying out the brunt of the work, especially if he's led to believe certain aspects were his idea. So while he is intelligent, there are times when even he can be manipulated in turn. He is rather flamboyant and dramatic in gestures and dress with some saying he is was one step away from being a goldrider with the attitude he has. J'ver is extremely cunning and will play both sides of an argument to his advantage and looks for openings and weaknesses in people he can use. He can be perfectly charming in front of high-ranked riders and those he needs to play in order to get something or win their opinion on a matter for S’kef. Rather obedient and usually successful in his tasks though occasionally there is a slip up and results aren’t exactly as predicted. J'ver fancies himself independent but he loves to be dominated by strong, larger men. While this is mostly true in the bedroom it can come into play in every day life as well. It would likely qualify as a kink since he generally prefers being the one in control and ordering others around but there are times when being at someone's mercy is exciting and a good way to let loose, or, when not in the privacy of his home, it's a good way for someone else to take the fall when everything goes wrong. His crafty mind very rarely stops plotting. He's only social when he has to be, finding most people simply not worthy of his time or being in his stellar presence. He does, however, enjoy the gatherings of greenriders when they discuss those that they have flown. It's a good way to learn who he wants in bed, a way to find out gossip on any potential troublemakers or targets, but it's also fairly mindless chatter and sometimes even a genius needs to indulge in such acts. When he's not on the job or in the mood for company, J'ver enjoys spending his time alone in a garden, both tending to the flowers and sitting amongst them with a glass of wine. Those that don't know him well would mistake him for a quiet man and a deep thinker but if his thoughts aren't on new ways to get to the top then they're on the horrible fashion sense people around him seem to have. Likes:     Gardening: When he’s not out trying to ruin lives, J’ver enjoys tending to flowers, finding the act enjoyable and relaxing.     Approval: While he won’t flat out say that he craves someone complimenting his hard work or that he wants to be regarded in high favour to someone, J’ver is highly motivated by the approval of those he latches onto and has a bit of a nervous breakdown when he fails in a task. He hates having to report back when he didn’t succeed and being given a look of disappointment and yelled at.     Power: J’ver craves power, plain and simple. Since he is not in a position to wield it himself, he seeks out someone with similar interests and goals as him.     Tailoring: Since most people don’t understand the genius that is J’ver and simply cannot grasp the designs he wants, he often makes his own shirts and has even been known to gift S’kef a creation from time to time. Dislikes:     Women: He views women as weak and generally in the way unless, on the rare occurrence,  they have something that benefits him. He will go out of his way to avoid flirting with females or even socializing with them. If a female rider should happen to win his flights, J’ver leaves as soon as he can and spends the day sulking, complaining, and in the bath until he feels clean again.     Yelling: J’ver is not a fan of raising his voice, though it sometimes reaches shrill notes when in a cat fight with other divas, or having someone raise their voice at him. He finds he doesn’t need to exert such energy and become so undignified because of someone else and feels inadequate when those in higher ranks than him yell and berate him.     Getting Dirty: While he is perfectly okay with doing the dirty work and getting his hands dirty, J'ver hates to be literally filthy. Mud, dust, food, paint, and blood coating any part of his body or clothing disgusts the greenrider and sends him into dramatic fits of injustice before running off for a bath. Habits/Mannerisms: J’ver used to twirl a lock of hair when he was plotting evil or being particularly smug with someone but since he cut it not too long ago, he still has a tendency to try. Some pieces can still serve the purpose but for the most part he ends up clicking his tongue in annoyance and giving up. The clicking of his tongue has also carried over into regular annoyances throughout the day. J'ver also has a regal air to him from the way he sits to how high he holds his head. This especially comes through when he feels he has the upper hand in anything. A soft throaty chuckle is often accompanying his nose up in the air. Strengths: J’ver is smart and cunning, knowing the best ways to ensure his survival whether during the plague or weyr politics. Should someone end up beating him at his own game, J’ver is resilient and will bounce back to try again, though there is often a period of fuming at being bested or worrying about any punishment that should befall him. Weaknesses: J’ver’s confidence and ego often lead to his downfall. While he is a man that likes to be prepared and stay one step ahead of everyone else, he sometimes gets too cocky and doesn’t do a final fact check and can land in trouble or his plans being blown out of the water. Due to his need to please his superiors, J’ver is also a tad paranoid about his failures and will often worry when it happens that he will disappoint the man that sent him out on tasks. A laughter that would leave anyone wondering if he’s having a nervous breakdown often appears the moment he realizes he has failed and has to report back. [size=20pt][color=#005500]Personal History [color=#005500]It gets so lonely being evil. What I'd do to see a smile, even for a little while [color=#005500]Mother: Mairina, 162 AL     Rank: Sister-in-law to the Lord Holder of High Reaches Father: Jaimiveridan, 163 AL     Rank: Brother to Lord Holder of Nabol Siblings: None; he’s an only child. Past Lovers/Partners: Tarrin, multiple casual Current Lovers/Partners: Mostly casual lovers Children: He will never acknowledge a child presented as his. Background Story: 185 AL: Mairina and Jaimiveridan meet at a Hatching at High Reaches Weyr and are immediately smitten with one another. 186-187 AL: Mairina and Jaimiveridan, living in Nabol, attempt several times to have a child, all ending in miscarriages. 188 AL: Jaimiveridis is born in Nabol. He is the first child to his parents to be carried to term. They don't risk having another child given how rough the pregnancy was on Mairina. 189-193 AL: Jaimiveridis is spoiled and the center of his parents' world.Is often called Jai by his family and care takers. 194-195 AL: Jaimiveridan dies of illness, leaving his family to grieve for nearly a turn before Mairina can longer take being away from her blood family. She packs up Jai and returns to High Reaches Hold. 196-199 AL: Jai makes friends with his cousin, learning quickly how much they can get away with thanks to their bloodline and his uncle being the Lord Holder. 200 AL: He is Searched and despite his comfortable life at the Hold and promises of learning tailoring, Jaimiveridis agrees to go to the Weyr. 201 AL: Jaimiveridis Impresses green Rilaleeyth at age 13. 202 AL: Rilaleeyth has her first flight near the end of the turn, shocking Jaimiveridis with the aftermath. He is bruised, sore, and refuses to speak about how he felt waking up next to a man twice his age. 203 AL: The days pass mostly without incident save for bickering with other weyrlings, more awkward flights, and learning to live with a dragon always nosing around in his mind. Jaimiveridis graduates and takes on the name of J'ver. 204-207 AL: Life seems to be going perfectly with flights and learning the ins and outs of tailoring. 208 AL: Rilaleeyth is finally caught by a blue with a female rider. J’ver doesn’t take this well as his previous dislike of women turns into absolute disgust with how repulsed he is by the female form. 209-211 AL: J’ver begins selecting his lovers with a cautious hand, preferring to find those he can manipulate into doing his dirty work for him and will take easy repayment. 212 AL: J’ver finally finds himself in a horribly rough flight that leaves him with a dislocated shoulder, sprang wrist, and a lot of deep bruising. The only consolation to his vanity is his face received only a slap with no visibly marks showing. 213-214 AL: A brownrider that has the Weyrleader’s favour is latched onto in a secret relationship. J’ver decides he misses the perks of being a Lord Holder’s nephew and craves the power. 215 AL: The plague begins and J'ver does his best to keep away from other dragons that seem to be showing signs of illness. 216 AL: The decision to travel South is made and J'ver, not knowing what to expect in the unexplored land, takes along one of his favourite non-rider playmates. Tarrin is ten turns his junior but also built and handsome, both qualities J'ver finds important for their time in seclusion. 217 AL: Tarrin builds a small shelter with Rilaleeyth's help in getting materials while J'ver watches. The same is done whenever Tarrin hunts or goes fishing though J'ver makes sure the man is well rewarded for all his efforts. 218 AL: J'ver starts to enjoy gardening after starting it on a whim early in the turn from seeds of fruit or the edible plants Tarrin had found. 219 AL: What was originally just some bickering turns into larger fights that result in Tarrin wandering off for several days, leaving J'ver alone at their 'home' to fend for himself. Thankfully they have food in storage and Rilaleeyth can't stand to see her bonded suffer and J'ver never learns any lessons from the treatment. 220 AL: Nirinath's call to reunite is heard and it is with great relief that J'ver and Tarrin pack up their few items and leave behind their makeshift paradise. 221 AL: Disappointment sets in when it's realized they won't be returning North and it's time to rebuild once again with Tarrin doing most of the work. J'ver settles back into life amongst dragonriders and after several months accepts the new Weyr and the potential it holds. 222 AL: While some riders attempt to return home, J'ver only considers the idea briefly before determining staying in Katila Weyr as being the far wiser choice. The North no longer holds his interest and powerful men are beginning to make themselves known amongst the riders. J'ver is happy where he is, especially after dismissing Tarrin from his life. The boy served his purpose and is no longer needed. 223-224 AL: J'ver continues to enjoy his flights and attempts to get out of as much work as he can but accepts some chores he'll have to at least show up for in order to give off a good impression. 225 AL: A terrible storm destroys much of the Weyr, J'ver's hut included. Devastated, he manipulates a few people into helping him rebuild on the promise of assisting them later on though he doesn't say when or how. 226 AL: Finally accepts the few weyrbrats hanging around him when he's sewing as impressionable minds he can mould to his liking and gives more lessons to those eager to learn about fashion. 227 AL: New Weyrleader D’ren appoints brownrider S’kef as his Weyrsecond. J’ver starts to pay more attention to S’kef in secret, learning what he can about the man that could possibly elevate his status. 228 AL: After nearly a turn of keeping his intentions to himself, J'ver finally decides that S'kef is perfect to latch onto for an easy life after learning what he can about the man's interests and recalling several flights they had shared. 229-231 AL: J'ver is still at S'kef's beck and call, doing the dirty work the Weyrsecond can't be seen having a part of. [color=#005500]Dragon Details [color=#005500]Even evil has a good counterpart [color=#005500]Name: Rilaleeyth Pronounced: Ree-la-lee-th Colour: Green Wing Rank: Wingrider Place of Birth: High Reaches Weyr Age/Date of Birth: 30 / 201 AL Clutch Name: Glittering Sands Clutch Mother: Gold Amuruth Clutch Father: Bronze Rothath Appearance:     Mature Length: 10'9     Mature Height: 16.9 hands     Mature Wingspan: 16.35 feet     Scars & Markings: Despite how often she takes to the sky, Rilaleeyth doesn’t have nearly as many scars as some of her sisters of the same age range and flight schedule as she is far more willing to be caught and submits easier.     General Appearance: Rilaleeyth is on the smaller size for her colour and is a vibrant green with smatterings of a darker green that makes her resemble the canopy of a jungle. Her wings are of muted tones from her torso, marbling together. Personality:     Likes: Pretty things, her reflection, swimming, having orders to follow.     Dislikes: Being thought of as dumb because she prefers to follow others and not be left to her own devices. Being ignored, and the rain.     Habits/Mannerisms: Given her sensual nature, Rilaleeyth will nuzzle with fellow dragons and any riders she takes a liking to.     Strengths: She is extremely caring and loyal, both to J’ver but a few of her draconic friends as well.  Despite coming off as docile or meek, she will do what she can to assist friends.     Weaknesses: Often gives in easily, letting stronger personalities walk all over her and tell her what her opinion is.     General Personality: Rilaleeyth is sensual and submissive. She takes great pride and pleasure in being a green and loves being with larger dragons with a dominating personality. For the most part she is rather docile but she has moments where she tries to prove her worth to others and acts out in a display, not of aggression, but independence. It never lasts long, however, as she prefers someone to guide her. Image: Chosen from the freebie dragon thread. Thank you to the creator! [color=#005500]Crafter Education [color=#005500]A yarn to spin [color=#005500]Craft: Tailoring Craft Rank: N/A Years In Craft: Unofficially 30. Specialty: Sketching and bringing to life shirt designs, light mending. Crafting Details:[color=#005500] J'ver was Searched shortly before he was due to travel to Southern Boll to begin his apprenticeship but he has always had an eye for fashion and learned from the tailors at High Reaches Weyr the basics before being granted permission to help mend clothing. He didn't want to work on clothes belonging to others but put up with it so he could continue learning the craft enough to be granted access to the finer materials and make his own clothing. [color=#005500]Out Of Character Information [color=#005500]Additional Accounts & Ranks: Player Account: Insulting Truths Weyrling Valerian & Blue Veeth R’nd & Blue Ayyonth Admin Contact: You already have it :P Anything else? [color=#005500]I do it all because I'm evil And I do it all for free Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need [color=#005500]RP Example [color=#005500]Evil sidekick in action [color=#005500]It had been a long day thanks to the accursed chore of gathering. While the man he had immediately latched onto thanks to his timid nature and being a complete pushover did work harder to make up for J’ver’s own lack of interest in collecting anything, it had still taken a lot of energy to supervise the job. Some people simply couldn’t be left unattended for more than a few minutes without the world falling apart around them. J’ver had also given in and did a bit of gathering himself in order to keep the other man’s good faith so he could be used again at a later date. Overall, it had been a stressful day and a long soak in the bathhouse seemed like a marvellous idea and one he had been partaking in when the dragons started making a ruckus. J’ver attempted to ignore the noise but Rilaleeyth, sitting daintily atop the building started in as well which only irritated her rider more. [color=#005500]The little gold’s rider is dying, J’ver! Everyone is in such a panic. It sounds horrible! J’ver sighed and rolled his eyes before easing himself out of the hot water. It didn’t seem like he would be enjoying the remainder of his soak if what his green said was true. I’m sure it’s not that bad. No one would be stupid enough to leave the girl unattended long enough for her to be harmed in any manner. Ask some of the dragons that are bound to have gathered near the site by now. Really, did he have to think of everything? He began towelling himself off, spending time to carefully work at his hair when Rilaleeyth finally had some information. The girl is with the Master Healer, other Healers, some weyrlings, and the riders of Larrikith and Ayyonth are there as well. No one seems too panicked in that room. Larrikith and Ayyonth… B’jin and R’nd were there? That was a bit odd but then again the bluerider did have an appetite for the young Candidates and Weyrlings when he wasn’t focused on the far older greenrider while B’jin was linked to Talian and Jada. Then there is nothing to worry about. Come now, my relaxing bath has been ruined and now I’m in the mood for a nice drink, though I need some supplies first. Once dressed, J’ver made quick work of leaving the bathhouse with Rilaleeyth taking them to the Dining Hall soon after. As he walked through the Hall for the pantry, J’ver debated what kind of drink he wanted, thinking on herbs that would blend well together. With the dragons that still hadn’t been pacified, perhaps a drop of fellis in his tea would also be order if he wanted any peace that night. With another dramatic sigh for how hard his day had been – done solely for himself as no one else was around – J’ver slipped into the storage room, eyes narrowing in on the shelf he wanted. Two seconds later and he was grabbing his chest, convinced he was about to die of heart failure when something or rather, someone, stirred several feet away. Who on Pern would fall asleep in the pantry? Oh, of course, “it’s you. I should have figured. Do you have no shame? No self-preservation?” J’ver’s lips curled up in disgust as cold pale blue eyes took in the other man that was still shaking off the remnants of sleep. Honestly, how could anyone consider sleeping in such a place to be of a wise decision when so many of their fellow riders would jump anyone lying still long enough, especially when they were as adorable as the blonde before him? It had to horribly suck not being as intelligent as him.

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{18 & 06} Dragonth of R’der (Rider, M) DOB195; Impressed in 209 AL at 12 Turns

He may or may not one day be a sexy bluerider!

Character Name it’s my duty to please all the booty [color=#000066]First Name: Danihysian Pronounced: Danny-hi-see-anne Honorific: D'hys (D like dog, hice; or, Dice) Nicknames: Dee, Dani, Annie (if you’re mean/like teasing him XD) Iced Dice/Dice of Ice (R’nd’s oh-so witty grumblings) Dragon Colour: Blue Wing Rank: Wingrider Other Rank: Playboy Extraordinaire Place of Birth: Igen Weyr Age/Date of Birth: 34 / 29th of Late Spring 195 AL Impression Age: 12 / 209 AL Physical Age: 22 Weyrmate: Not likely to ever happen! Threadfall Theory: “Eh. I’ll worry about that later.” Approved Special Features: Being too hot to handle. Face Claim:  Luke Guldan Looks if you got it, flaunt it? Done and done [color=#000066]Eyes: D’hys has grey eyes that are, admittedly, rather girly thanks to his long lashes. They are expressive, lending to his deceptions of showing he’s a well behaved angel or warning everyone that the devious bugger is about to be let loose. Hair: D’hys keeps his sandy blonde locks cut relatively short, giving him a clean cut boy-next-door look if he chooses. He can also spike his hair to give off the impression of a slight rebel waiting to spring into action; a look he often goes with for social gatherings. Height: 6’2 General Appearance: Aside from his light-coloured hair and large grey eyes, D’hys attracts attention with his dashing yet wicked smile. He is a master of giving everything from sly smirks to large, full blown friendly smiles. He doesn’t really have a care in the world and it shows when he smiles and laughs. The icing on an already beautiful cake is the dimples that appear when such smiles are given. Typically, though, he maintains slightly less-blinding smiles and sticks to his smirks and grins that are slightly crooked and most definitely mischievous. D’hys takes care of himself. While not at a body-builder level for his form, he is still rather cut, putting swimmers and runners to shame, though he does enjoy both activities as methods of staying in shape. His tall frame supports his desire to keep a finely tuned body, with long legs that showcase his enjoyment of running. Dressing Style: Whatever catches his eye has a place in his wardrobe. D’hys will typically be seen in casual, yet high quality, attire with a particular fondness to black or beige pants and a loose short sleeved shirt as he sees no need to showcase what everyone already knows is a great body. That being said, he’s still often seen with an open shirt or lacking in a shirt altogether; especially if he’s just woken or he’s after stubborn prey. His riding leathers are well-maintained as he doesn’t approve of looking like a slouch, especially while in ‘uniform’. Otherwise, he doesn’t pay extra special attention to having the finest or most unique of style of clothing. Personality if you want it to be good girl, get yourself a bad boy [color=#000066]General Character Traits: D’hys is a playboy lacking in any strong morals. He would be the poster boy for the quintessential bluerider with his good looks, charm, and enjoyment of sleeping around. Unlike some of the other more prominent and well known blueriders in Katila, D’hys has a ‘must conquer all’ mentality. He has fully embraced his sexual nature and while he does enjoy sleeping with different lovers, he’s more in it for the glory, collecting bedpost notches and obtaining the unobtainable. He’s also not above a friendly competition with a fellow rider in who can win over someone first, even willing to manipulate to get what is wanted. On the more innocent side of things, D’hys enjoys taking and placing bets on almost everything. When there is a clutch on the sand, he may not always be the first to lay down his marks – he likes to study the field and where his advantages lie in anything first – but you can rest assured he’ll have a bet placed well before the Hatching with colours and even who will Impress. There is just something about the thrill of a challenge and beating the odds that he thrives on and D’hys respects others with the same appreciation. In short, D’hys loves games and he plays to win. D’hys could also be considered an adrenaline junkie, though only when the idea is presented the right way. Making it a challenge will usually win him over but even a friend egging him on can get him to free fall from a ledge or try a silly stunt. He won’t, however, do anything that will harm his dragon and he’s not too fond of anything that will mar his good looks; which means he’s become quite good at not getting caught, especially with lashings back in effect. While he is rather arrogant, D’hys is not a complete jerk either as he does have innocent and clean fun with his friends and enjoys goofing off with them whenever he can. He doesn’t necessarily shirk his duties but he will make sure his chores are done in a timely manner so the day can be spent lounging out in the sun with his dragon and any friends available. The most important thing to know about D’hys is that he’s loving life and doesn’t care who’s along for the ride or who’s in the way. Likes:     Physical Activities: This ranges from bedroom fun to exercise. D’hys loves being in motion regardless of the reason. True, he enjoys resting in the sun as well, as even he has no desire to burn himself out and can take as much pleasure in goofing off as he can in doing crunches. The actual ‘clean’ activities he prefers to invest his free time into would be swimming and running, finding both to be excellent for keeping his body in shape but also rather relaxing.     Playing Games: Life is but a game! Where’s the fun in worrying or working day in and day out? D’hys knows when playtime is over and work should be done but everything else, possibly even the chores he is assigned, is seen as a game to be played in order to amuse him and win. After all, what point is there in playing if you only lose?     Gambling: Tying in with his love of games, D’hys isn’t afraid to put marks down on bets or dares. One of his favourite games to play is with Z’ia as they wager who can sleep with so-and-so first or win a certain flight. Dislikes:     Sappy Emotions: To D’hys, there’s no reason to cry over anything or pine for what was and no longer can be. He wants to have fun and how can he when he’s tied down by such useless feelings or the person he’s chasing is a weeping mess. A flower in its prime attracts attention, not the wilted flower tossed aside.     Bathing and oiling his dragon: While certainly not as large as a bronze can get, Zeianth still takes quite a while to scrub and then oil. D’hys doesn’t mind it to a point as it can be a good workout but in the hot summer days it feels like it goes on for a lifetime.     Harm befalling Zeianth: Since the plague, D’hys has been extremely protective of Zeianth and won’t do anything to put his dragon in serious harm and doesn’t take too kindly to anyone physically or verbally attacking his blue beauty. Habits/Mannerisms: D’hys loves to express himself with varying tones of smiles, grins, and smirks. He enjoys himself and everything he does and has a habit of showing it off. He also has a habit of checking out his reflection in most available surfaces. Strengths: His bravery, for a lack of a better word, is one of his strongest points. D’hys has no qualms with charging ahead, being the first to attempt something, or conquering a fear or tackling an issue that most would try to ignore. D’hys dares where others would not. Weaknesses: D’hys’ biggest weakness would be his dragon. His protective streak is strong when it comes to Zeianth and D’hys will not tolerate any sort of physical harm to his blue nor will he take kindly to anyone insulting Zeianth. A close runner up would be his arrogance. He believes himself to be the hottest and best thing around and everyone else should know this as well. His arrogance, coupled with the thrill he gets out of bending the rules and having fun on the wild side, can also lead him into interesting predicaments but D’hys fancies himself a master of getting out of trouble. Personal History what’s done is done [color=#000066]Mother:  L’dia (Lysandia 178 AL, Deceased)     Rank: Greenrider Father: D’ser (Dandeseran, 58 / 173 AL)     Rank: Brownrider Siblings: Two half-sisters courtesy of L’dia (Sarenia 198 AL and Lyandria 200 AL) and a rumoured half-brother courtesy of D’ser. Past Lovers/Partners: Too many to list; none of note. Current Lovers/Partners: Too many to list; none of note. Children: He knows of several but hasn’t laid claim to them. It’s questionable as to whether or not he even knows their names. Background Story: ~195 AL D’ser, bored, permits his brown to chase the sassy green pair. Nine months later, L’dia gives birth to Danihysian, honouring the tradition of using a portion of the father’s name despite D’ser not wanting to be involved. ~196 – 200 AL: Danihysian is raised by L’dia and the crèche when his half-sisters are born. ~ 201 AL: L’dia decides it’s time for D’ser to meet his son and manages to get him to accept Danihysian. ~ 202 – 205 AL: Father and son are seen spending time together, usually tending to the brown dragon with bathing or oiling. D’ser teaches him how to maintain and adjust riding straps. L’dia takes a more domestic approach and teaches her son and daughters how to cook, which is her passion outside of riding. ~206 – 208 AL: Danihysian continues assisting his father and some of the other riders with their dragons and spends the remainder of his free time helping his mother or playing with the other weyrbrats close to his age. ~209 AL: Danihysian Impresses at his first Standing to blue Zeianth at age 12. His father is both pleased that his son Impressed at his first Standing but disappointed that it was a blue as most were convinced he’d Impress brown. ~210 – 211 AL: Danihysian continues with his weyrling classes and finally graduates with Zeianth giving him the name of D’hys. ~212-214 AL: D’hys continues adjusting to his new life as a rider, training or tending to Zeianth a majority of the time and embracing his blue nature that leaves him tangled in quite a few sheets. ~215 AL: L’dia’s dragon is among the first to fall ill from the plague at their weyr. Knowing what they do from other weyrs and seeing it for themselves as others start to die around them, she says her farewells and orders D’hys to stay away and keep Zeianth from harm. The following night she goes between with her green. D’hys breaks down and that is the last time he allows himself to cry. ~216 AL: The decision to go South in order to save the rest of the dragons is made and D’hys doesn’t hesitate in packing. He opts to go solo, not wishing to chance anything decreasing their chance to survive the plague. His sisters beg him to stay or take them but he still leaves with a whispered farewell. ~217 AL -219 AL: Having never had to build anything before and unsure as to how long the exile is, D’hys slowly starts crafting a shelter and learning how to secure his little piece of land. ~220 AL: Zeianth receives the call to reunite. After debating whether his blue really will be okay, D’hys packs up once more and they head off. His father is one of the first he looks for and is relieved to find him. ~221 AL: D’hys uses his limited skills to build himself a hut in the new weyr and offers to help in other areas as well. He finds it comforting to be around people and doing something once again. He likes to be lazy at times but after so many turns of not having much to do, he enjoys the physical exertion. ~222 AL: It’s tempting to go North with some of the others but D’hys stays South as he’s starting to like their makeshift home and the people that fill it. ~223 AL:  Like most people, D’hys worries about Nirinath and wonders if the plague affected her in some way, making her sterile. There’s nothing he can do about that so he continues settling into his new life and making the most of it. ~224 AL: When a group of Northerners come South on rumours of dragons still being alive, D’hys wonders why they aren’t showing themselves and returning North once more now that the threat of plague is over. He, however, continues to listen to the leadership and avoids making any sort of contact. After the turns of solitude, D’hys doesn’t want to repeat that experience for life by becoming an outcast for endangering the weyr. ~225 AL: D’hys’ hut escapes damage during the storm but he lends his hands to rebuilding other areas. ~226AL: When he hears “some brown is sick, it must be plague!” D’hys worries it’s his father and seeks him out once more and is once again relieved to see the man is fine. ~227 AL: Renewed Hope clutch hatches! D’hys is thrilled and relaxes a bit now that the future of the dragons seems to be on the incline once again. He’s unsure about the method of kidnapping Candidates but doesn’t worry himself over it and parties for several days straight with some friends. ~228 AL: Even in a weyr as small as Katila, D’hys rarely sees his father but makes attempts from time to time to catch up. Their differing status based on dragon colour begins to show even more and with D’hys getting older he has lost some of the idol worship of youth. ~229 AL: The weyrlings graduate and D’hys is amused to hear a bluerider given the honorific of Z’ia, which sounds somewhat like his dragon Zeianth. He seeks the man out later on to deem him worthy of friendship. ~230 AL: Chaos and heartbreak continue to follow the bluerider around as D’hys continues with his Southern lifestyle of leisure with some chores tossed in. ~231 AL: Despite the leadership increasing punishment and reintroducing lashings, D’hys still lives on the wild side, enjoying himself, especially with another successful Hatching proving it is once again the era of dragonriders. Dragon Details ice ice baby [color=#000066]Name: Zeianth Pronounced: Zay-anth Colour: Blue Wing Rank: Wingrider Place of Birth: Igen Weyr Age/Date of Birth: 22 / 209 AL Clutch Name: Soaring Beauty Clutch Mother: Gold Trilth Clutch Father: Bronze Rakoth Appearance:      Mature Length: 16’5     Mature Height: 22 hands     Mature Wingspan: 24’     Scars & Markings: None.     General Appearance: Zeianth is as cool as ice; literally. He is of a pale blue that is only a few shades away from being white while a brighter, but still pale, blue streaks over his body. His pattern gives off the illusion of a sheet of ice and those that have tried to get close to D’hys and failed say Zeianth is the perfect colouring for such a man. The quiet blue dragon has one other interesting feature which leaves him looking like he ran through some sort of mud. All four paws and his nose are coloured in a bluish-purple. Some have whispered it was a touch of brown springing into the dragon that has a rider that shows similar traits to the more outspoken brownriders while others find it interesting or a flaw keeping his frozen hide from flawless beauty. Either way, Zeianth is proud of his hide and negative comments are easily brushed aside. Personality:     Likes: Being kept clean, being pampered by anyone willing to spend the time on him, seeing D’hys happy.     Dislikes: being painted as it hides his beautiful hide, grumpy people and dragons.     Habits/Mannerisms: As Zeianth often doesn’t dignify someone’s stupidity with a comment, he mentally rolls his eyes instead. It’s a rather ineffective habit as D’hys is often the only one to know he has replied in such a way.     Strengths: His ability to temper D’hys’ wild side when it gets out of control and can usually talk him down from a fight should he manage to land in one due to his flirting without caring about the consequences.     Weaknesses: His ‘go with the flow’ attitude often leaves him not speaking up in time when D’hys decides to up the risk factor or warn someone else of impending disaster. He’s also easily swayed when D’hys promises he’ll be careful and not bring any harm to either of them.     General Personality: Zeianth can be seen as the strong and silent type though when he speaks, it’s often with arrogance. He loves to have fun and while he has confidence in his abilities and those of his bonded, Zeianth sometimes holds onto reservations with some of their antics as he doesn’t particularly want to see either of them injured. He’s still fairly easy-going and easily amused as he believes life shouldn’t be wasted on worrying over trivial matters and should instead be enjoyed in any way. He is a good balance to D’hys who goes to extremes at times in his playing and needs his level-headed dragon to drag him back to acceptable levels of play. He’s quite loyal, naturally to D’hys, but also to those he sees as important in their lives. Z’ia and blue Aveleth rank almost as highly as D’hys when it comes to the urge to protect. Aveleth in particular has earned the older blue’s defence given how timid the dragon is to the point of stuttering. If another dragon attempts to bully his friend, he will step in, just as he will put himself bodily in front of their humans should they end up doing something too ridiculous and can’t get out of it on their own. Image: Crafter Education a man who cooks? You bet I just earned bonus points [color=#000066]Craft: Cooking Craft Rank: N/A Years In Craft: Most of his life Specialty: Breads and stews Crafting Details D’hys has never had formal training. He learned from his mother and continued to teach himself while in exile and then at Katila. He believes he’s amazing at cooking but wouldn’t say he’s worthy of any actual rank. Out Of Character Information [color=#000066]Additional Accounts & Ranks: Insulting Truths (player account) Valerian of Blue Veeth R’nd of Blue Ayyonth J’ver of Green Rilaleeyth Admin Contact: You already have it. Anything else? Why am I so easily talked into more characters lately? RP Example Challenge Accepted Much like he had done at the clutch’s hatching with taking mental notes over the colours of the dragonets and who they Impressed to, D’hys was carefully watching and listening to the clutch’s graduation for what their new names would be. They seemed to be a good bunch, dragons and riders both, and he was pleased to see so many make it through werylinghood. It had been tragic to lose the three that they did – two lives lost needlessly in a bout of recklessness while the third had gone between from depression. Those now standing before the crowd of hopeful onlookers looked like they were torn between showing how extremely happy they were and remembering their fallen mates that should have been there with them. D’hys wanted to say he hoped both incidents would serve as a reminder to everyone to think before acting so carelessly but in truth, he was hardly the ideal role model with his own love of bending rules and having a little fun on the daring side. While he was interested in how much he would win that day, D’hys’ gaze kept travelling over each new rider for a very different reason. He had socialized, casually, with some of them over the last few turns but made no real attempt to sleep with any of them. Candidates were too easy – though the same could be said for some of his fellow blues and especially about many of the greens – as they often had crushes on riders or delusions of making something more out of themselves if they could bed a rider. There was also the annoying little detail that some were recently from the North and not taking the transition into weyr life that well. He simply didn’t want to deal with crying on his shoulder before, during, or after getting laid. Now, however, with two turns to adjust to life with a dragon and accept their fate, D’hys saw all the beautiful people on display before him as an open buffet that he would take his time sampling and working through. As the female bluerider received her honorific, D’hys smiled and mentally checked off her name as one that he got right. He’d also have to track her down at some point, to congratulate her and welcome her to the blueriders, of course. It was when another blue pair stepped up that D’hys’ attention was thoroughly caught. Zaiopia, the man D’hys said would become Z’io, was an attractive albeit short man, and one that cost him several marks. It didn’t matter, however, as the honorific received earned a smile and a soft laugh. I believe another dragon is paying homage to you, Zeianth. He has named his rider Z’ia. D’hys could feel the amusement his blue had over the situation and his smile widened as the dragon knew already what he wanted to do. [color=#0066CC]I take it you’ll be seeking out the pair to learn more about them?Of course he would. It was pretty much ordained that their lives be entwined now and D’hys couldn’t see the harm in checking out the guy. The remainder of the ceremony was spent in much the same way, approving or scowling when names were called out and cheering enthusiastically with the rest of the crowd for each new full-fledged rider joining their meagre numbers. Even if he ended up losing more marks than he had placed, which didn’t seem likely, D’hys was genuinely glad to see Katila’s first clutch come to such success. He looked forward to the gathering afterwards to properly celebrate but also to find that fascinating little bluerider that seemed to have been named for a very obvious reason. His enjoyment.

Zeianth speech!
Zeianth speech!
Zeianth speech!
Zeianth speech!
Zeianth speech!
Zeianth speech! This one!

!!!

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You're such an evil temptress!

♥

One does ones best /proud :D


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BTW; if his birthday is at the end of the year, it'll be sometime in Late Spring :D

Yep! I have it on my Word doc. I couldn't remember while I was at work without access to the site so I just put 'end of year' until I could verify it was late spring. Your Aussie way of thinking throws me off :P

Rhaedalyn
[color=#6644FF]a lyrical subheading

[color=#6644FF]First Name: Rhaedalyn
Pronounced: Ray-da-lyn
Nicknames: Rhae
Main Rank: Sr. Apprentice Tailor
Other Rank: Candidate
Place of Birth: A small Hold in the Telgar region
Date of Birth: 21.05.209
Weyrmate: N/A
Threadfall Theory: “What a horrible thing to think about! There must be something more pleasant for us to discuss.”
Time Stolen: 21.08.229 AL by NPC R’der.
Kidnapping Response: Initially negative but starting to adapt.
Approved Special Features: N/A
Face Claim: Keri Russell

Looks
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[color=#6644FF]Eyes: Other than her eyes being hazel, there’s nothing overly remarkable about them as they’re not large or even tilted one way or the other. Typical of hazel eyes, however, they do appear more green or brown depending on what colour of clothing she’s wearing.
Hair: Rhaedalyn’s hair is sometimes seen as a curly mess when the wind gets to it or it falls free of any clips. The curly locks fall just beyond her shoulders though when wet her hair reaches mid-back. Originally her hair was a medium brown and it still is near the roots and the underside but the strands that see sunlight daily have naturally lightened.
Height: 5’6
General Appearance:
Rhaedalyn is of a delicate build which her formerly pale – but now evenly tanned – skin only played up. She’s rather slim with only a hint of womanly curves on a petite stature. Any height she does have comes in her slender legs being long. Saying she has any muscular definition would be kind as she is essentially a stick. Some believe the girl doesn’t eat enough, if at all, with how slim she is and how they swear they can count her ribs. But Rhaedalyn is comfortable with her size and knows she eats properly; it’s not her fault she can eat whatever she wants and not gain weight for it!

She has an oval-shaped face that barely supports her large mouth that seems to take up her face when she smiles brightly though her lips aren’t plump and luscious like some of the other women running around the weyr. Her chin is somewhat narrow but it complements her thin nose, keeping a nice line of symmetry and proportion which makes Rhaedalyn appear to be something more than just another face in the crowd. She likes to think she’s pretty and most of the time, that’s all that matters to her!

The one thing that oddly gives her a bit of a complex is her teeth. She finds them to be freakishly straight and even, as if they’re just one piece of enamel with some lines drawn on. This odd quirk of hers makes it hard to come to terms with her smile and she will sometimes try to hide behind her hand when laughing.

Dressing Style: Rhaedalyn enjoys being a girl and dressing like one. Skirts and dresses dominate her wardrobe. The dresses have a form-fitting bodice though her normal day wear doesn’t show cleavage – not that she has much to show – and the skirts are long and flowing. She will typically stay in that style of dressing even when assigned to the crèche or out picking numbweed or berries since they provide more freedom to move around in and she doesn’t like being overly restricted like she believes pants do to her.

Colour-wise, Rhaedalyn will wear anything from earth tones to more vibrant colours. However, she tends to stick with the colours of Autumn though she couldn’t say why except they’re pretty and she’s drawn to them.

Personality
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[color=#6644FF]General Character Traits:
Rhaedalyn is rather sweet; once you get her to open up. She wants to make friends with everyone but it’s a bit difficult when she won’t blindly trust people immediately after meeting them. People can be deceptive and she wants to know their true face before falling for the false one. Once she’s comfortable with someone, she’ll open up more about herself and relax.

While she may try to avoid those with more boisterous and outspoken opinions of the negative variety, Katila is a small community and she can’t really escape anyone so she often ends up bullied into going along with what her fellow Candidates are up to. Despite that, however, she can and often will argue her standpoint as she usually believes herself to be right. In the end, it’s still likely she’ll be overpowered – not necessarily in a physical manner – and give up. Sometimes it’s just easier to go with the popular opinion!

Rhaedalyn is, in truth, kind of ditzy. She thinks she’s intelligent but it doesn’t go very deep and in the end she’ll end up basing decisions on appearance or what she thinks will earn her points with people. It isn’t that she doesn’t pay attention, she does! It’s just that some information refuses to stick or a topic is too deep and complicated for her simple views on things for her mind to handle.

Likes:
    Baking: She may not be the best baker around but Rhaedalyn does enjoy tinkering about in the kitchen. She’s extremely good at cookies and that’s about it. Don’t ask her to cook a full meal! It might work out but you might regret it later as well.
    Romance: It’s great being in love! Or so Rhaedalyn believes. She has yet to find the man that captures her heart but she knows exactly how it will happen. Well, she has enough fantasies of her prince swooping her off her feet to cover all bases anyway. Flowers, dinner, dancing, staring into each other’s eyes… why do so many people hate romance?
    Animals: The cute and cuddly or dragon variety, anyway! Wherries and vicious felines need not apply for her love. Rhaedalyn likes the idea of having domesticated felines curled up with her when she sews or sleeps, finding their purring to be soothing and their quiet companionship to be comforting. The idea of a dragon bonded to her makes her smile since it would be a constant she could lay her trust in and know it would be returned.
    Clothes: At a young age, Rhaedalyn loved dressing up and wanted to change clothes several times a day because she wanted to show off her wardrobe. This turned into a desire to make clothes which led her into tailoring. Now, she loves showing off her own work which she wears proudly and will be glad to make items for friends as well.
Dislikes:
    Running: Ew, getting sweaty! Rhaedalyn is not one to enjoy physical labour and there’s nothing at all attractive about running. You sweat, you smell, you pant, and you make funny faces. The pain in her side after running anywhere is not worth saving a few seconds or pleasing teachers enforcing healthy routines on them.
    Direct Sunlight: Being in the sun for extended periods of time is something she tries her best to avoid. Given her pale skin when she first arrived to the hot South, she burned easily and that was most uncomfortable! When the burn faded into a tan, she felt dirty, not at all used to seeing herself so dark. Not to mention that the hotter days made for sweaty days, something she doesn’t enjoy at all. Hats have become common attire.
    Crying Kids: She has nothing against children of any age, honest! She can even appreciate their innocence as well as their direct way of seeing things or telling it as it is but the crying needs to stop. It makes her cringe and if the crying goes on for too long, a headache forms.
Habits/Mannerisms: Rhaedalyn often tries to hide behind her hand when laughing since she doesn’t like her teeth, which is interesting since she giggles a lot. She’ll also twirl locks of hair around her fingers when she’s lost in thought or bored which many assume is a constant thing with how regularly she’ll do it during meals or lessons. When she’s nervous or anxious, cleaning is the distraction of choice even though she’s normally not a neat freak – though she’s hardly a natural disaster blowing through a room either.
Strengths: Rhaedalyn, while not the smartest kid in any class she’s ever been in, is clever and prides herself in seeing the larger picture and figuring out all options. Being creative helps her in areas where cleverness is needed as much as an unique viewpoint. Thinking outside the box never hurts! She will also find a way to adapt to all situations. Being kidnapped for Katila’s future wasn’t something she wanted nor did she overly like the actual lifestyle but she’s learned to accept it for what it is and find aspects she enjoys. Being allowed and encouraged to make clothes and mend others has helped with this.
Weaknesses: Rhaedalyn is a bit shy when she first meets someone. This is due to her trust issues. Even she can’t quite explain what brought that on but she’s very cautious around new people and won’t put her trust in anyone until they’ve proved they deserve it. Once she gets to know someone and likes them, she’s very bubbly and open. Saying she’s manipulative might be a bit of a stretch but when she feels like she’s not getting her way or a man might not be paying her enough attention, she’s more than willing to play up her delicate appearance and have it seem like she can’t do anything lest she break.

[size=20pt]Personal History
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[color=#6644FF]Mother: Marnie (188 AL)
    Rank: Mother and wife
Father: Rhaede (187 AL)
    Rank: Sr. Journeymen Healer
Siblings: Four younger.  (211 AL), (212 AL), (215 AL), (218 AL)
Past Lovers/Partners: She once let a kind boy kiss her.
Current Lovers/Partners: None. She’s still waiting for love at first sight.
Children: None. She’s still a virgin.
Background Story:
209 AL: Rhaedalyn is born to Rhaede and Marnie, their first child.
210-214 AL: Rhaedalyn is the typical spoiled baby girl even with two of her siblings being born. Her father is a busy Healer but her mother spends all of her time with the children.
215-219 AL: The births of her next two siblings don’t change the amount of attention her parents give to them all. Rhaedalyn is often read fairy tales with happily ever after endings and all adults around her encourage her to find her own, except for the Harper charged with teaching the young girl who wishes she was more grounded.
220-222 AL: Rhaedalyn starts dabbling with creating her own fashion style and teaching herself how to sew enough to improve existing articles with her own little touch. The Harper tells her about Southern Boll but her parents don’t want her travelling that far away and keep her at home.
223 AL: While the typical age for joining a Hall is twelve, Rhaedalyn doesn’t receive permission to start a tailoring apprenticeship until just before her fourteenth birthday. Her parents considered marrying her off to a lord and wanted to keep their options open early on. When she showed a true passion for clothing and a friend within Telgar Hold said he could get her an apprenticeship with their tailor, thus keeping Rhaedalyn closer to home, her parents agreed.
224-228 AL Rhaedalyn lives within the Hold in a small room she shares with another apprentice and studies regularly with the Harper to help educate her (no one would say Telgar denied luxuries to their wards!) as well as learning daily the basics of sewing and moving into more complicated patterns. She also catches glimpses of the Telgar heir early on and as she grows older, a crush develops on the man she’s never had a chance to speak to. He’s so handsome and surly a kind soul!
229 AL: A few months after her twentieth birthday, walking back to the main Hold after a fun evening of dancing at their sponsored Gather, Rhaedalyn is approached by a handsome man that knew all the right things to say. She doesn’t trust easily but still she’s flattered by the attention and had a glass of wine making her relax a bit more and falls into a conversation with the man. While dancing in the moonlight to a song the man sang for them, she was suddenly grabbed and carted to a dragon. Upon seeing the beast, Rhaedalyn quickly fainted and woke again on Candidate Isle to her new life.
230 AL: She’s still not overly thrilled with Katila or how she was taken there but Rhaedalyn tries to find the best in the situation. Slowly she starts to understand her skills in tailoring is needed as well as her high chance of Impressing one of the dragons Pern will be in need of again.
231 AL: Her first Hatching! Rhaedalyn doesn’t know what to expect, despite the classes she attended. When the mauling began, she did her best to stifle the screams they were warned not to make and barely kept from fainting. So much blood! At the end of it all, she hadn’t Impressed and while disappointed, felt it was for the best as she wasn’t ready yet. But Rhaedalyn knew that she did want the honour after seeing her classmates with their bonded.
232 AL: Another Hatching! Another disappointment for Rhaedalyn. Both clutches had seen a gold break shell and she was convinced she was destined for that colour, though she supposed a green could be rather lovely as well since they were so graceful and elegant in the air. She struggles briefly with the guilt of disappointing the weyr by still not Impressing and continues to ignore D’ren’s announcement that women need to have at least one child before Standing. After all, not only did she want to stay pure for the love of her life but she had been filed away with other Candidates that seemed right for gold and had still be shoved onto the Sands when the little cutie popped out. Some rules didn’t apply to everyone!

Crafter Education
[color=#6644FF]a stitch in time

[color=#6644FF]Craft:Tailor
Craft Rank: Sr. Apprentice
Years In Craft: She officially had six turns of training before being Stolen but she has kept up her skills and tried learning from other Tailors at Katila.
Specialty: Whipping together shirts and simple dresses. She’s also skilled in mending clothes.
Crafting Details: She never went to Southern Boll to learn all of their secrets or use the finest materials around but learned from a master tailor in the employ of Telgar Hold. She’s a quick learner but likes to take her time to make sure it’s always perfect.

Out Of Character Information

[color=#6644FF]Created By: Insulting Truths
Additional Accounts & Ranks:
Insulting Truths (player account)
Valerian of Blue Veeth
R’nd of Blue Ayyonth
J’ver of Green Rilaleeyth
Admin Contact: You already have it.
Anything else?

RP Example
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Rhaedalyn sighed as she watched Z’ia from across the Dining Hall. How could a man be so perfect! He had adorable curly dark hair, eyes that danced with life, a smile that charmed, and an energy to him that seemed infectious and could draw you into anything he planned. Well, she supposed as Z’ia and his friend D’hys – talk about a disgusting amount of too much muscle! – both stood up to leave, Z’ia did have one flaw to keep him from being the perfect sparkling gem he was so close to being. He was short. Rhaedalyn always envisioned her prince would be taller than her, perhaps a good foot taller, making them the perfect height difference for maximum cuteness and protection. As she watched the two blueriders joke and laugh as they readied themselves to leave, she noticed they had that height difference.

She sighed again, this time with a hint of sadness instead of dreamy longing.

When the men walked by her, however, she straightened up a bit more and tried to look up at Z’ia as he passed but her shyness took over and she couldn’t do more than fidget with her hands in her lap. He was never going to notice her! Her life would simply end if he didn’t ask her to dance at the next gathering. But how was she going to manage that feat when he had D’hys, A’liran, and a few others always around him, taking up his time and seeming to be extremely interesting to her perfect dragonrider?

Perhaps a gift of a handcrafted shirt! Hazel eyes lit up at the idea and Rhaedalyn wondered why she hadn’t thought of that sooner. Z’ia didn’t seem to regard clothing as the most important thing in his life but surely a shirt made with purity and adoration would be something he’d cherish and even wear to the gathering he would surely ask her to, right?

What would the next gathering be, anyway? Likely Turnover or maybe she’d wait until the hatching celebration. She could be a dragonrider then herself! The two clutches she stood for had both seen a beautiful gold break shell and while they hadn’t selected her, Rhaedalyn couldn’t keep from imagining what it would be like to have the sweet little girl approach her and bond. She couldn’t picture herself on any other colour though she did adore all the dragons in general. But gold, now that was a good colour and it would bring out the gold highlights in her otherwise drab eyes of hazel. Not that she would use the sweet dear as an accessory! Oh no, but it was a nice perk.

Goldriders always landed strong bronzeriders as well and while there were some – like R’nya, now that was an extremely fine example of man – that she wouldn’t mind falling in love with and having a nice life together, Rhaedalyn felt she could break the rules and let a bluerider be her mate.

Oh dear and there she went thinking about Z’ia again! She chided herself for acting like a giddy young teenager. Her life didn’t revolve around daydreaming about men, she was a doer! Or so she tried to convince herself as she brought her dishes back to the counter for the kitchen folk to deal with. She was smart, creative, and quite talented in her craft. She was also happy, as odd as it was given the circumstances that brought her to Katila but she had adapted and accepted the reasoning for taking her. She was needed for her skills and her eligibility to Impress. Just because the latter hadn’t happened yet didn’t mean it wouldn’t. She was still young and she knew many had Impressed a few turns older than her since the times had changed and called for tradition to be broken with younger Candidates Standing.

She would Impress, she would fall madly in love and share the perfect romantic life with a man, and she would continue to dress the weyr in her creations. Rhaedalyn liked those goals and barely contained girlishly skipping out of the Hall.

To be worked on slowly over the next few weeks with my partner in crime!


Further motivation:
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Ryvian
the sexier twin

[color=#032255]First Name: Ryvian
Pronounced: Rye-vee-in
Nicknames: Ry/Rye (Either spelling is fine), Vian (what people call both twins when they can’t tell them apart)
Main Rank:  Candidate
Other Rank: Sexy Survivor
Place of Birth: Ista Weyr
Date of Birth: 28.05.212 AL
Weyrmate: N/A
Threadfall Theory: Not concerned! It’s likely just a fairy tale to scare kids.
Travelled South With: His parents
Approved Special Features: Twin!
Face Claim: Adam Senn

Looks
two of a kind…

[color=#032255]Eyes: Piercing blue eyes may not be the first thing noticed on Ryvian but they will capture and entice most people into all sorts of mischief.
Hair: Unremarkable brown in colour but the shaggy sexed up style makes it stand out. While it’s typically worn in that style, Ryvian can tie back the strands that fall into his face in a top-knot when needed for chores.
Height: 5’9
General Appearance: Ryvian is of a slender build with muscle definition only recently starting to show thanks to both the work he’s made to do around the weyr and his body fully maturing. Even if he took exercising seriously, it’s unlikely he’ll develop a body even close to some of the buff riders running around and keep to his lithe form – though many say he’s a bit too skinny, but he’s comfortable in his own evenly tanned skin.

His facial features blend together nicely to make for, in his very loud opinion, an aesthetically-pleasing vision. His lips are just full enough to be abused for perfect pouts and have been labelled by past lovers as made for kissing. Eyes of alluring blue are often set for the illusion of sultry seduction though Ryvian lacks the true follow-through like R’nd and D’hys, for example, have. He is a playful soul and that light can shine through as often as his lust.

Dressing Style: When it comes to clothes, it’s an odd mix of style and comfort. Ryvian may give off the appearance that he just grabbed his clothes from a floor (which in most cases he did) but everything typically matches in some way so he’s never a true fashion faux pas. Still, comfortable khaki-like pants are his go-to item and if his rivals are lucky, he managed to find a shirt as well. When that happens, the shirt is usually of short sleeve since he’s of Ista bloodlines and enjoys the hot summer days and maintaining a tan. Whether the shirt slips over the head or is a button-up that missed the memo on actually being buttoned up, is always a surprise.

If he’s made to dress up for a Gather, dark pants that are a bit more form-fitting are donned with a nice shirt that starts out in a presentable shape but is usually untucked or improperly buttoned before the night is out and in a colour that goes well with his bright blue eyes.

Personality
…but still unique

[color=#032255]General Character Traits: While Ryvian is just as flirtatious as his brother Nyvian, he is the more playful twin that likes to dabble in mischief. He’s outgoing and even considered loud, but surprisingly not obnoxiously so. Ryvian may like attention and playing up aspects of himself that he knows someone likes in him, but he still knows when to tone it down and likely won’t be the centre of attention for all of the Dining Hall with a booming voice. Crowds don’t faze him but intimate parties are far more fun.

According to many, an interesting facet to Ryvian is that he loves his twin and he’s not afraid to show it. It’s clear the brothers are best friends and anyone that tries to get between them would be in for a surprise when it backfired, but Ryvian is completely comfortable with changing the way he touches Nyvian when he knows the audience is sexually interested in them together. He plays upon and feeds from the reactions such things garner and finds it amusing how many people dream of having both twins – either together or one after the other – or imagining the siblings together without a third party. It’s a fascinating society he lives in and he loves it.

In general, when Ryvian is simply being Ryvian, he’s extremely laidback and could almost be called lazy. He’s not about to dispute such accusations since he does enjoy lazing about the hut or outside as opposed to working constantly on tasks no one else likes doing either but Katila needs in order to function. He mostly blames Indivara for constantly getting called on to help move heavy items or swing an axe or hammer since his friend likes to throw herself right into chores at the start of the day so the remainder of the day can be spent playing. Ryvian used to be okay with that mentality since he could slip out with her, but in recent times, there always seems to be ‘just one more thing’ before he can finally sneak out and enjoy doing nothing for the rest of the day.

When it comes to how only a very small handful of people can tell him apart from Nyvian, Ryvian doesn’t mind. In fact, that’s just another fun game to him. It likely all leads back to spending his early years in exile with Nyvian and their mother – who could always tell them apart – and missing out on the chance to fool people by pretending to be the other twin. Given that not even their father, who admittedly hadn’t seen them in several turns due to the exile, knew which was which and most of the Katlian population didn’t seem to care enough to figure it out, Ryvian still never had the proper chance to experience living as his brother for a day since every day he’s simply just Vian. Although, if truth be told, some days he does wonder if he actually is Ryvian given how few people call him by his own name instead of the collective name shared with Nyvian and how easily he adapted to that. In the end, it made life easier for all concerned and Ryvian decided since he loves Nyvian, where was the harm in being indiscernible from each other and being one unit?

Thanks to the time in exile and the passing of their parents, Ryvian is admittedly dependent on Nyvian and will even have minor bouts of guilt (privately, of course; no sense ruining the fun!) when Nyvian isn’t included in the latest mischief. However, even with that reliance on his twin, Ryvian fancies himself as independent and help isn’t really needed in any area. He’s just around to have fun anyway. Why waste time in worrying over anything or trying to bend to what is expected of them when he could be enjoying life how he, and Nyvian, want it to be?

Likes:
    Nyvian: He’d be lost without his other half. The brothers only had each other since the Plague and soon after as well when their parents died within months of each other. The boys do everything together and they understand each other. Fighting is natural but sticking together and laughing is even more so.
    Flirting: Flirtationships are the best! Ryvian is a friendly guy and he likes taking it that little extra step by flirting with pretty much anyone and everyone. It’s so less complicated when there aren’t any rules and expectations when all is said and done.
    Living in the Moment: Despite all the hardships in his young life, Ryvian believes everything should be enjoyed and living in the here and now is all anyone really needs. Why worry about tomorrow when it only stresses today?
Dislikes:
    Being Alone:He hates not having someone around him for entertainment. Nyvian will always be the most desired companion but anyone he likes is more than fine enough to fill the void that appears when bored and slightly lonely.
    Work: While he’ll do work, Ryvian prefers to avoid any and all menial labour. It’s not fun and sucks up all his free time. He’s young and should be enjoying life!
    Cold weather: What is so appealing about having your teeth chatter, losing feeling in your nose and fingers, and layering over your layers? Ryvian has never experienced the cold weather thanks to coming from Ista and living in the South but from what he heard, he hates everything about the wintery weather and snow. Katila’s winter is cold enough for him!
Habits/Mannerisms: He slouches a bit when sitting, especially during lessons he knows he can teach from hearing it so often. When standing, however, Ryvian stands rather tall without a slouch but usually has his hands in his pants pockets or he’s fiddling with something.
Strengths: He has a strong zest for life and it’s hard to get him down over things as Ryvian is carefree and sees everything as half-full. He also has a strong sense of humour and is extremely playful. It’s hard to be in a bad mood with Ryvian around!
Weaknesses: He tries his best to hide it but Ryvian can be rather jealous. Nyvian is his brother and it can bother him when Nyvian ends up more popular or sought after. This likely ties in to having slight abandonment issues. His parents died on him soon after everyone reunited, and in moments of watching Nyvian go off without him, Ryvian fears he’ll leave for good in his own way as well. Time management isn’t one of his strong suits either, especially if he’s having fun. Losing track of time is something that’s easily done though Ryvian tries his best to make it to classes and special meetings on time. Whether he succeeds all of the time is debateable.

[size=20pt]Personal History
someone has to take the blame

[color=#032255]Mother: R’ny (Rony, 26.03.182 AL, deceased)
    Rank: Greenrider
Father: V’ron (Vianron, 15.09.176 AL, deceased)
    Rank: Brownrider
Siblings: Nyvian (twin, 28.05.212 AL)
Past Lovers/Partners: Various.
Current Lovers/Partners: Various.
Children: It’s possible! It’s also unlikely given his young age and those he typically mingles with.
Background Story:
212 AL: Ryvian is born two minutes before his brother Nyvian to greenrider R’ny and her mate brownrider V’ron.
213 - 215 AL: Ryvian is spoiled alongside his brother and enjoys a nice pampered life of a toddler, oblivious to any drama around him.
216 AL: As the plague starts to spread through all the weyrs, the young boys are taken South with their parents, riding with one parent each. Sadly, the decision to keep even mated riders apart in the exile forces both boys to live with their mother while their father lives on territory close by.
217 – 219 AL: Despite the young age, Ryvian still tries his best at helping his mother with building a shelter and finding food. A lot of the days are spent playing with Nyvian when in the cooler months or napping beside his twin in the hotter ones. They treated it as an adventure and Ryvian didn’t complain too much since he couldn’t remember life at Ista Weyr to compare anything to.
220 AL: The call to reunite reaches them and the family moves to the area soon to become Katila and meets up once more with their father. All seems well again in the mind of eight turn old boys!
221 AL: During the firehead outbreak, Ryvian and his brother are kept inside and away from others as much as possible. Their parents said they survived the plague and the uncertainty of exile, they certainly weren’t losing anyone to firehead!
222 AL: Ryvian is still too young to fully understand the uprisings against Nirinath and the punishments for their actions were kept from him. To him, the turn was spent playing with the other children around his age while the community worked on huts and buildings. He loved Nyvian but it was fun to have more kids to entertain them.
223 AL: A few months before the twins’ birthday, their mother dies of a ruptured appendix. That was naturally hard enough on the young boys about to turn eleven but a month after their birthday, their father also dies though of blood loss due to slicing his leg open on a hunting trip taken alone.
224 AL: He overhears adults talking about the Northerners on ships and isn’t entirely sure why they’re bad. He likes where they are though, and starts to think the Northerners want to take away more from him and worries Nyvian will leave him next. He becomes a bit clingier to his brother until he’s assured the ships have left.
225 AL: The terrible storm that hits Katila does some damage to their hut. Since it was built for a family of four and now only two young boys live there, it’s decided to move the twins into a smaller one bedroom hut so a family can move into their larger one upon repair.
226 AL: Another case of firehead breaks out and Ryvian encourages Nyvian to stay inside with him and ignore their friends for a while. He’s still worried about losing his brother and points out they’re stronger when they’re together. An ‘Us against Them’ mentality takes over for a time.
227 AL: Three months after their fifteenth birthday, the twins Stand for the Renewed Hope clutch but fail to Impress. Ryvian is disappointed but also glad that at least Nyvian didn’t Impress either. At least they got to Stand! Poor Kerrin wasn’t allowed thanks to his father being mean and saying he wasn’t ready.
228 - 230 AL: As a boy in his teens, Ryvian spends a lot of his time flirting and experimenting while trying to stay out of trouble. Everything’s done in the name of fun!
231 AL: Ryvian doesn’t see the point in having to take Candidate classes again but still attends them to avoid G’rem’s wrath. Some classes turned out to be fun but in the end, neither twin Impressed at the Hatching. That was once again disappointing and with the month before seeing B’jin lashed publically, Ryvian is pretty subdued for several months as he tries once more to keep his nose clean and behave.
232 AL: Now at the age of twenty, Ryvian feels older and wiser when it comes to many things and decided not to get his hopes up at the new Hatching. He was right to do so as yet again, he didn’t Impress. While having a dragon was something he always wanted thanks to growing up in a weyr and having dragonriders for parents, Ryvian’s fine in his non-rider lifestyle for a bit longer as he enjoys life with Nyvian, making friends and finding new lovers.

Crafter Education
too cool for school

[color=#032255]Craft: Former Weyrbrat
Craft Rank: N/A
Years In Craft: N/A
Specialty: Getting into mischief and making a room far more visually appealing when he walks in.
Crafting Details: Given his young age, several turns spent in exile, and being raised in Katila, Ryvian hasn’t had any sort of training outside the basic lessons from Harpers and the reading his mother involved him in while in exile. He’s convinced, however, he can teach Candidate classes now from sitting through four clutches’ worth as of the end of 232 AL.

Out Of Character Information

[color=#032255]Created By: Insulting Truths
Additional Accounts & Ranks:
Insulting Truths (player account)
Valerian of Blue Veeth
R’nd of Blue Ayyonth
J’ver of Green Rilaleeyth
D’hys of Blue Zeianth
Candidate Rhaedalyn
Admin Contact: You better know it by now. :þ
Anything else? Slap my hands if I give in to another character after this!

RP Example
this is my witty subtitle

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Another Hatching. Was this going to be the one that he Impressed in? Ryvian found himself mostly calm but there was a hint of underlying fear as well. It was the fourth clutch in Katila and Nyvian and him had Stood for them all. He wanted a dragon as much as the next weyrbrat so that certainly wasn’t the reason behind the fear of stepping out onto the hot Sands in his robe and shoes – which he silently thanked B’jin for allowing them wear. The fear went in another direction and Ryvian wasn’t sure if he should be ashamed of it or not. What if Nyvian Impressed and he didn’t? What if he Impressed and Nyvian didn’t? Ryvian didn’t think he would handle that too well though he’d naturally hide it from everyone, especially his brother. If they both Impressed but ended up on different colours would be okay with him. If truth be told, Ryvian felt he was more of a bluerider while Nyvian was brown or even bronze. But the dragons knew best and they’d likely both end up on green.

Shoving his fears aside as he always did, Ryvian stood on the Sands by Nyvian and Indivara with Kerrin standing a little further down as the surprisingly fast Hatching moved along. He was thankful for that given the odd hour though admittedly he had only just crawled into bed before the humming began. A few times he held his breath when a dragonet would stumble by but by the end of the Hatching with the final Impression made, all three of them were still standing together. He was relieved as much as he was disappointed though after four attempts, Ryvian wasn’t sure if he would ever Impress or if the dragon meant for him was so ridiculously epic that he was waiting for a grand entrance that no one could miss or ever forget. That seemed far more likely. It helped ease the sting of the rejection of this batch of dragonets as well.

Continuing the theme of not wanting to dwell on the rejection and what he couldn’t change, Ryvian put an arm around Nyvian’s waist and the other around Indivara’s before the girl could make an escape. “You should come back to our hut. You know everything’s better in threes.” He knew she wouldn’t take him up on the invitation that night, not after another missed chance with a dragon. His friend hated that the kids taken from the North always seemed to Impress instead of her and she was set on the idea of bronze despite her gender. That was something Ryvian felt he needed to point out before the struggle to break free and be alone took hold of Indivara and he leaned down to her ear. “There wasn’t a bronze, Indivara. Next time will definitely be your moment.” He let her go then and headed off in the other direction with Nyvian to go back to bed.

Because I love this photo and he's slightly inspired a potential muse down the line... I'm tossing him in here as a bit of a placeholder and a claim on that body. XD

Ryan Sharp, what do you want to be?



Name ideas:
Quinntyn
Quinnlyn
Quindris
Kolarn = K'arn, K'lar, K'larn XD
Kajidan = K'dan, K'ji
Kagaran = K'gar, K'gara, K'ran
Kotiran = K'tir, K'tira, K'tiran

Denath, Noith, Tanvoreth, Aradath, Taidynoth, Tiaeth, Ghaeth, Gareteth, Tandrayth


All right! Got a name! Kajitiris, honorific is K'tir (Kuh-tear - as in crying, rhymes with fear)
Brownrider! but needs his dragon still. And a personality.