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22.Jul.14, 03:08 AM
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Original Name: Ranedaren
Pronounced: Rain-dare-n
Honorific: N/A
Pronounced: N/A
Nicknames: Rane
Dragon Name: TBA
Pronounced: TBA
Dragon Colour: TBA
Wing Assigned: TBA
Wing Rank: TBA
Primary Rank:
Secondary Ranks:
Place of Birth: Katila Weyr
Date of Birth: 19.07.221AL
Searched By: N/A
Search Date:
Impression Age: TBA
Physical Age: TBA
Partner: N/A
Eyes: Green.
Hair: Dirty blonde straight locks that are on the shorter side and often brushed forward.
Height: 5’5 (will be 5’11 when he’s finished growing)
General Appearance: Baby fat still clings to Ranedaren, leaving his face round and his body more soft than defined.
Dressing Style: He prefers extremely casual and comfortable. Some of his clothes might even be a tad on the too big size given the lack of resources Katila used to have. He doesn’t mind if he’s in hand-me-downs or clothes that once fit him and haven’t been tailored yet so long as they’re comfy. When he needs to dress up for any reason, a proper effort is put into it with clothing that is much more properly fitted.
General Character Traits: Ranedaren is rather sweet and kind to almost everyone he crosses paths with. He has a very laidback attitude that was influenced by his father R’jit’s own personality. There’s never a reason to rush through a task and no need to be rude or judgemental. Of course, if someone deserves it by being a bully then he will do his best to stand up to the person or at least point out his disgust if nothing else.
He occasionally worries, usually around a Hatching, that he both will and won’t Impress to a blue. To Ranedaren, his father is one of the coolest guys around and there’s simply no way he can live up to such a precedent. At the same time, he worries he will be a disappointment if he doesn’t get a blue dragon to call his own. When there are eggs on the Sand, Ranedaren becomes a bit of a jumble of nerves and can stress others out.
Craft: Basic Education
Specialty: Reading.
Craft Rank: N/A
Date Apprenticed: N/A
Date Tapped: N/A
Mastership Obtained: N/A
Education Details He has an interest in history and whatever records Katila has, he has likely been working his way through them.
TBA
Ranedaren was roughly the same age as most of the ‘brats that were Standing this round and it always amused him when they were all in one place. It was clear they were all sons of dragonriders and who their fathers were with how similar most looked but their ages was what fascinated him even more. Clearly all that time in exile either alone or with other men had left a lot to be desired and reconnecting with women was at the top of everyone’s lists. He was among the oldest of the weyrbrats that were officially born, and conceived, in Katila with the likes of those like Indivara being born in exile and others like Kerrin and the twins being toddlers when the plague struck. It was an odd sort of honour despite sharing it with so many.
Also like the others, he had yet to Impress even though he jumped at the chance to start Standing once he turned twelve. It was a bit disappointing but Ranedaren knew he was young still and while it stung a bit to see all those that were Stolen Impress when they didn’t want to, he had accepted it. It was easier to accept things as they came then to balk and fight, especially since in the end, the Northerners were needed for all the dragonets they lacked Candidates for.
Once permission was given, Ranedaren meandered across the sand towards toward a pale egg that seemed to be overlooked by everyone else. It wasn’t exactly small but perhaps it wasn’t flashy enough or they didn’t like that it seemed a bit fat. Ranedaren chuckled as he thought about a fat little dragon like a baby Larrikith hidden within. He gently touched the shell that was a bit rough under hand and laughed a bit louder as a wave of energy hit. The little dragonet was full of get-up-and-go. It wanted to see everything and go everywhere and why was everyone standing around doing nothing? The impression of the dragonet running in circles left Ranedaren dizzy and bordering on queasy before he took his hand away and promptly sat his butt down on the hot sand.
He wasn’t expecting that and blinked startled eyes at the fat egg. Given his laidback nature, would he get along with such a dragon? Perhaps that was what he needed or perhaps they weren’t meant for each other at all given he ended up dizzy from mere seconds alone with the dragonet. He’d find out soon enough with the Hatching quickly approaching.
Getting back to his feet, Ranedaren dusted himself off, thanked the egg for its time, and looked around for the next one to visit with.
Ranedaren
a lyrical subheading
Approved Special Features: N/A
Face Claim: Jay Duffy
Inactivity Preference:
Creator Name: Insulting Truths
Player Name: Insulting Truths
NPC: Team/Fade Out
Adoptable: Yes
Death: Allowed
Face Claim: Jay Duffy
Inactivity Preference:
Creator Name: Insulting Truths
Player Name: Insulting Truths
NPC: Team/Fade Out
Adoptable: Yes
Death: Allowed
Original Name: Ranedaren
Pronounced: Rain-dare-n
Honorific: N/A
Pronounced: N/A
Nicknames: Rane
Dragon Name: TBA
Pronounced: TBA
Dragon Colour: TBA
Wing Assigned: TBA
Wing Rank: TBA
Primary Rank:
Secondary Ranks:
Place of Birth: Katila Weyr
Date of Birth: 19.07.221AL
Searched By: N/A
Search Date:
Impression Age: TBA
Physical Age: TBA
Partner: N/A
Appearance
a lyrical subheading
[img width=333]http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/platinum_tiger/Second%20Pass/RaneBio_zpsa4f6b2c7.jpg[/img]
Eyes: Green.
Hair: Dirty blonde straight locks that are on the shorter side and often brushed forward.
Height: 5’5 (will be 5’11 when he’s finished growing)
General Appearance: Baby fat still clings to Ranedaren, leaving his face round and his body more soft than defined.
Dressing Style: He prefers extremely casual and comfortable. Some of his clothes might even be a tad on the too big size given the lack of resources Katila used to have. He doesn’t mind if he’s in hand-me-downs or clothes that once fit him and haven’t been tailored yet so long as they’re comfy. When he needs to dress up for any reason, a proper effort is put into it with clothing that is much more properly fitted.
Personality
a lyrical subheading
[img width=333]http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y12/platinum_tiger/Second%20Pass/RaneBio2_zps777135f2.jpg[/img]
General Character Traits: Ranedaren is rather sweet and kind to almost everyone he crosses paths with. He has a very laidback attitude that was influenced by his father R’jit’s own personality. There’s never a reason to rush through a task and no need to be rude or judgemental. Of course, if someone deserves it by being a bully then he will do his best to stand up to the person or at least point out his disgust if nothing else.
He occasionally worries, usually around a Hatching, that he both will and won’t Impress to a blue. To Ranedaren, his father is one of the coolest guys around and there’s simply no way he can live up to such a precedent. At the same time, he worries he will be a disappointment if he doesn’t get a blue dragon to call his own. When there are eggs on the Sand, Ranedaren becomes a bit of a jumble of nerves and can stress others out.
Habits/Mannerisms:
Opinions:
Threadfall Theory:
Stealing/Kidnapping:
Firelizards:
Return North:
Opinions:
Threadfall Theory:
Stealing/Kidnapping:
Firelizards:
Return North:
Likes:
[div class="KATILANCANspinelists"]Like 1:
[div class="KATILANCANspinelists"]Like 1:
Like 2:
Like 3:
Dislikes:
Dislike 1:
Dislike 2:
Dislike 3:
Strengths:
Strength 1:
Strength 2:
Strength 3:
Flaws:
Flaw 1:
Flaw 2:
Flaw 3:
Personal History
a lyrical subheading
Father: R’jit, b.190, d.xxx
Rank: Searchrider
Mother: Name, b.YYY, d.YYY
Rank: Weyrfolk
Siblings:
Unnamed [F] b.224
Rank: Searchrider
Mother: Name, b.YYY, d.YYY
Rank: Weyrfolk
Siblings:
Unnamed [F] b.224
Past Lovers/Partners: N/A
Current Lovers/Partners: N/A
Children: N/A
Current Lovers/Partners: N/A
Children: N/A
Background Story:
221 & Born:
Ranedaren is born under a happy union.224 & 3:
His sister is born.226 & 5:
His parents decide to part ways and he lives with his mother more than with his father.Year & Age:
Year & Age:
Year & Age:
Year & Age:
Year & Age:
Year & Age:
Education
a lyrical subheading
Craft: Basic Education
Specialty: Reading.
Craft Rank: N/A
Date Apprenticed: N/A
Date Tapped: N/A
Mastership Obtained: N/A
Education Details He has an interest in history and whatever records Katila has, he has likely been working his way through them.
Dragon Information
a lyrical subheading
TBA
RP Sample
a lyrical subheading
Ranedaren was roughly the same age as most of the ‘brats that were Standing this round and it always amused him when they were all in one place. It was clear they were all sons of dragonriders and who their fathers were with how similar most looked but their ages was what fascinated him even more. Clearly all that time in exile either alone or with other men had left a lot to be desired and reconnecting with women was at the top of everyone’s lists. He was among the oldest of the weyrbrats that were officially born, and conceived, in Katila with the likes of those like Indivara being born in exile and others like Kerrin and the twins being toddlers when the plague struck. It was an odd sort of honour despite sharing it with so many.
Also like the others, he had yet to Impress even though he jumped at the chance to start Standing once he turned twelve. It was a bit disappointing but Ranedaren knew he was young still and while it stung a bit to see all those that were Stolen Impress when they didn’t want to, he had accepted it. It was easier to accept things as they came then to balk and fight, especially since in the end, the Northerners were needed for all the dragonets they lacked Candidates for.
Once permission was given, Ranedaren meandered across the sand towards toward a pale egg that seemed to be overlooked by everyone else. It wasn’t exactly small but perhaps it wasn’t flashy enough or they didn’t like that it seemed a bit fat. Ranedaren chuckled as he thought about a fat little dragon like a baby Larrikith hidden within. He gently touched the shell that was a bit rough under hand and laughed a bit louder as a wave of energy hit. The little dragonet was full of get-up-and-go. It wanted to see everything and go everywhere and why was everyone standing around doing nothing? The impression of the dragonet running in circles left Ranedaren dizzy and bordering on queasy before he took his hand away and promptly sat his butt down on the hot sand.
He wasn’t expecting that and blinked startled eyes at the fat egg. Given his laidback nature, would he get along with such a dragon? Perhaps that was what he needed or perhaps they weren’t meant for each other at all given he ended up dizzy from mere seconds alone with the dragonet. He’d find out soon enough with the Hatching quickly approaching.
Getting back to his feet, Ranedaren dusted himself off, thanked the egg for its time, and looked around for the next one to visit with.
