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Original Name: Jalazmar
Pronounced: Jah-lazz-mar
Nicknames: Jal, Lazzie
Primary Rank: Lordling
Place of Birth: High Reaches
Date of Birth: 12.07.215 AL
Partner: Single with a looming engagement
Eyes: While rather average in size and shape, the hazel colour and warmth they hold make his eyes stand out.
Hair: Medium in shade, Jalazmar keeps his hair properly trimmed though there is just enough length to show that he has a bit of curl like his brother Gabrin.
Height: 6’1
General Appearance: Jalazmar has an innocence to his appearance that some may mistake for being naïve and gullible. His face is somewhat boyish despite the square jaw and somewhat bushy eyebrows. He’s almost always smiling or wearing a goofy expression that is sometimes intentional. The most distinctive thing about Jalazmar, however, lays on his cheeks. He has serval moles on the left side and one on the right that are accompanied by faint freckles that go up the left side of his nose.
Body-wise, he is like most of his family with a slender build. There is slight muscle definition but living a lavish life as a son of a Lord Holder hasn’t made him seen too much manual labour.
Dressing Style: For the most part, Jalazmar dresses casually but it is very clear that everything from the pants to basic shirt are of high quality and custom tailored. Coming from High Reaches means he’s used to cooler climates and often wears long sleeves and thicker material. When the weather is warmer, he has learned to layer so that he can easily take off or put on a piece of clothing if he feels a chill or gets too warm.
On formal occasions, he plays the part of young Lordling well and dons a suit in the last style and colours.
General Character Traits: Jalazmar has the unique position of being a son of a Lord Holder but being the fourth one. While he’s received all of the proper education due to him, he hasn’t had to spend his childhood prepping for one day taking over the Hold like his two eldest brothers have. That left him to do what he wanted and with anyone he wanted.
This freedom gave Jalazmar more opportunity to be himself and he found he liked the guy. He’s friendly, can tell a good joke at times, and doesn’t let the stress of the world get to him.
Given the lack of stress he has on his shoulders, Jalazmar is very laidback and it is hard to anger him. He can tell when someone is purposely trying to get a rise out of him or someone else and will either play along and act offended for a little while, or just laugh it off and call the person on it. Life is too short to fret over little things and he believes things will always work out one way or another; it just might take a little more work.
Jalazmar is a good friend to have as he’s supportive both with moral support or lending a hand when a situation gets out of hand.
Craft: Basic Education
Specialty: N/A
Craft Rank: N/A
Date Apprenticed: N/A
Date Tapped: N/A
Mastership Obtained: N/A
Education Details Jalazmar was taught by Hold Harpers all of the general areas required for a young Lordling. He was also fostered at Nabol to learn more about politics and that region’s customs and traditions.
Jalazmar eyed the large blue dragon before him, taking in the beauty of the creature. He wasn’t offended by the colour and didn’t care that a brown or bronze didn’t come for his request. Bronzeriders and even the brownriders had important things to do on a daily basis, like setting up wing practices or running Weyrs or whatever it was they did that was the equivalent of what his family members did. Well, when he put it that way, he supposed most of the riders of higher standing would be sleeping around behind their mates’ backs and plotting against each other. At least some things were consistent no matter where one grew up.
Blue dragons seemed to have more range in shades and patterns anyway so Jalazmar certainly didn’t mind that such a dragon and his young rider were chosen to pick him up and help him move to Telgar Hold to visit his brother Gabrin. It would be a quick trip as well. Seconds going through the mysterious between and they’d be in Telgar with him dismounting and waving good bye. He really couldn’t figure out why people got so bent out of shape over what colour they appeared on. Even Impressing to green or blue didn’t seem like such a horrible fate to the young lordling; they still had a dragon.
With a final inspection of his belongings packed away in a trunk that the blue would carry for him, Jalazmar finally gave the nod that said he was ready. The rider instructed him on the best way to climb up the large beast and assisted in getting him strapped in. It seemed odd to be a grown man getting help with straps as if he were a child once more learning to ride a pony but he knew it was worth it. He didn’t think he was afraid of heights but Jalazmar did know he was afraid of falling to a very messy splattering death so he thanked the man and focused on his breathing.
He’d never actually been atop a dragon before and had no idea what to expect for the takeoff or any other aspect of the quick journey no matter how much he down played it in his mind. A bright smile was still given to his family and he waved to his nieces and nephews just before the order to lift off was given. Jalazmar quickly grabbed onto the harness and hoped his fear didn’t show until they were high enough off the ground that it didn’t matter.
The warning they were about to jump came and Jalazmar nodded again that he understood what was about to come and shut his eyes. The shock of the cold of between hit hard and as they broke through above Telgar, a deep gasp for breath was inhaled. It was colder than the middle of the night in the dead of a High Reaches winter and a shiver traveled down his spine as he resisted rubbing his arms for warmth. “That was quite the experience,” he whispered after a moment and the bluerider laughed, sharing that his own reaction was much more hysterical the first time he jumped.
Upon landing, Jalazmar gratefully slid to the ground and shook hands with the bluerider that had safely brought him to his brother. The dragon received a friendly pat to his side and gratitude as well before he turned to find his waiting brother and extended family. Again he smiled and wondered, not for the first time, why he decided to go to Telgar. He supposed he just needed to get away. His two eldest brothers were bickering and plotting more so than usual, especially with their father’s health declining and he just didn’t want to deal with that anymore. It was safer with Gabrin, as odd as it was to say, than he was within the scheming. Gabrin’s ploys were harmless in comparison as they were done just for his amusement.
Maybe, Jalazmar thought as he cooed at his young niece, he would rub off on his brother and Gabrin wouldn’t play as many games. It was likely wishful thinking but it was good to have goals.
Jalazmar
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Approved Special Features: Lord Holder’s fourth son.
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YesOriginal Name: Jalazmar
Pronounced: Jah-lazz-mar
Nicknames: Jal, Lazzie
Primary Rank: Lordling
Place of Birth: High Reaches
Date of Birth: 12.07.215 AL
Partner: Single with a looming engagement
Appearance
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Eyes: While rather average in size and shape, the hazel colour and warmth they hold make his eyes stand out.
Hair: Medium in shade, Jalazmar keeps his hair properly trimmed though there is just enough length to show that he has a bit of curl like his brother Gabrin.
Height: 6’1
General Appearance: Jalazmar has an innocence to his appearance that some may mistake for being naïve and gullible. His face is somewhat boyish despite the square jaw and somewhat bushy eyebrows. He’s almost always smiling or wearing a goofy expression that is sometimes intentional. The most distinctive thing about Jalazmar, however, lays on his cheeks. He has serval moles on the left side and one on the right that are accompanied by faint freckles that go up the left side of his nose.
Body-wise, he is like most of his family with a slender build. There is slight muscle definition but living a lavish life as a son of a Lord Holder hasn’t made him seen too much manual labour.
Dressing Style: For the most part, Jalazmar dresses casually but it is very clear that everything from the pants to basic shirt are of high quality and custom tailored. Coming from High Reaches means he’s used to cooler climates and often wears long sleeves and thicker material. When the weather is warmer, he has learned to layer so that he can easily take off or put on a piece of clothing if he feels a chill or gets too warm.
On formal occasions, he plays the part of young Lordling well and dons a suit in the last style and colours.
Personality
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General Character Traits: Jalazmar has the unique position of being a son of a Lord Holder but being the fourth one. While he’s received all of the proper education due to him, he hasn’t had to spend his childhood prepping for one day taking over the Hold like his two eldest brothers have. That left him to do what he wanted and with anyone he wanted.
This freedom gave Jalazmar more opportunity to be himself and he found he liked the guy. He’s friendly, can tell a good joke at times, and doesn’t let the stress of the world get to him.
Given the lack of stress he has on his shoulders, Jalazmar is very laidback and it is hard to anger him. He can tell when someone is purposely trying to get a rise out of him or someone else and will either play along and act offended for a little while, or just laugh it off and call the person on it. Life is too short to fret over little things and he believes things will always work out one way or another; it just might take a little more work.
Jalazmar is a good friend to have as he’s supportive both with moral support or lending a hand when a situation gets out of hand.
Habits/Mannerisms: Jalazmar will talk with hands when he is excited and into telling a good story. He tries to act things out with hands or uses them as visuals for a tale, though they really only end up making sense to him.
Opinions:
Threadfall Theory: “I hope that was a one-time thing! I can’t imagine living life under such conditions.”
Stealing/Kidnapping: “Absolutely horrible! I never thought about it too much but now that we know, it sounds like it worked out well for many.”
Firelizards: “I kind of want one.”
Return North: “The planet is big enough for everyone so I don’t see the harm. We’ve always helped each other out in the past, so why would it be so bad to try again?”
Opinions:
Threadfall Theory: “I hope that was a one-time thing! I can’t imagine living life under such conditions.”
Stealing/Kidnapping: “Absolutely horrible! I never thought about it too much but now that we know, it sounds like it worked out well for many.”
Firelizards: “I kind of want one.”
Return North: “The planet is big enough for everyone so I don’t see the harm. We’ve always helped each other out in the past, so why would it be so bad to try again?”
Likes:
[div class="NORTHERNNRspinelists"]Lazing in the Sun:
Whether he’s reading, snacking, drinking, or napping, spending a sunny day outdoors makes him happy. [div class="NORTHERNNRspinelists"]Lazing in the Sun:
Archery:
While he’s partaken in the activity more as a hobby and aiming at targets, he has gone out on hunts as well to lend a hand. Mostly, it’s for relaxation and meditation.Storms:
They’re impressive to watch and they wash away the dirt of the day and rejuvenate all life.
Dislikes:
Cold Nights:
He’s used to winter weather but his bedroom at night when the fire dies down is not enjoyable. Small Spaces:
Jalazmar is a bit claustrophobic. Small rooms are okay if they have windows but narrow walkways can feel tighter than they are.Travel by Sea:
Given his hatred of small spaces, being cooped up on a ship for days at a time doesn’t sit well with him. The motion of the ship on the waves can be soothing at times but overall he’s left a bit queasy from it.
Strengths:
Great Sense of Humour:
While he might not always be the one telling jokes, he is definitely laughing at them.Courteous:
He is always kind to others, willing to lend a hand when he can or even simply holding a door open for someone.Endurance:
He can withstand most hardships and stress, though he likes to joke the endurance applies to other areas as well.
Flaws:
Oblivious:
While he can be observant to what is happening around him, he’s not the best at seeing what is aimed at him, especially when it comes to women being interested in him if it’s not returning.Aimless:
Not being the one to succeed his father, he probably should have studied a craft but Jalazmar has opted to simply enough life and coasting through it without any set end goal in mind.Lustful:
Certainly not the worst one around for such things, Jalazmar still enjoys the comforts and attention of a woman and can sometimes be a bit too focused on achieving that.Personal History
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Father: Jaebrin b.186 AL
Rank: Lord Holder of High Reaches (also cousin to J’ver)
Mother: Azmarie b.189 AL
Rank: Lady Holder
Siblings:
Jaetyn [M] b.205 AL
Azrin [M] b.207 AL
Gabrin [M] b.210 AL
Rank: Lord Holder of High Reaches (also cousin to J’ver)
Mother: Azmarie b.189 AL
Rank: Lady Holder
Siblings:
Jaetyn [M] b.205 AL
Azrin [M] b.207 AL
Gabrin [M] b.210 AL
Past Lovers/Partners: Celadres
Current Lovers/Partners: Nothing of major note.
Children: N/A
Current Lovers/Partners: Nothing of major note.
Children: N/A
Background Story:
215 & Born:
Jalazmar is born to Azmarie and Jaebrin, the lord and lady of High Reaches. He is their fourth child and son. He was an unexpected surprise.219-224 & 4-9:
Jalazmar is schooled by the Hold’s Harper in the basics as well as the High Reaches history.225 & 10:
He is sent to Nabol to be fostered by the Lord Holder’s family. 226-230 & 11-15:
During his time at Nabol one of the sons becomes a friend and two of the girls within or close to the Nabol family become bargaining chips with his father for a potential wife when they are older.221 & 16:
Returns to High Reaches and mostly stays out of the way and out of sight. He loses his virginity to an older woman on their cleaning staff that is recently widowed, named Celadres. He develops a small crush but nothing more than that one night happens.232 & 17:
Gabrin marries Tanriel which means Jalazmar’s own wedding would become the new hot topic. Jalazmar doesn’t really mind since some of the girls in consideration is lovely. 233 & 18:
He reunites with Celadres in secret, both knowing nothing but passion can come from the unions in bed and both are okay with it. 234 & 19:
One of his marriage options dies from a fever that went through her hold. A marriage agreement is now in place with the surviving girl though she is still two turns away from being eligible. 235 & 20:
Shortly after his twentieth birthday, Jalazmar announces he wants to visit his brother Gabrin in Telgar and takes advantage of his family’s good standing with the dragonriders to hitch a quick ride.Education
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Craft: Basic Education
Specialty: N/A
Craft Rank: N/A
Date Apprenticed: N/A
Date Tapped: N/A
Mastership Obtained: N/A
Education Details Jalazmar was taught by Hold Harpers all of the general areas required for a young Lordling. He was also fostered at Nabol to learn more about politics and that region’s customs and traditions.
RP Sample
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Jalazmar eyed the large blue dragon before him, taking in the beauty of the creature. He wasn’t offended by the colour and didn’t care that a brown or bronze didn’t come for his request. Bronzeriders and even the brownriders had important things to do on a daily basis, like setting up wing practices or running Weyrs or whatever it was they did that was the equivalent of what his family members did. Well, when he put it that way, he supposed most of the riders of higher standing would be sleeping around behind their mates’ backs and plotting against each other. At least some things were consistent no matter where one grew up.
Blue dragons seemed to have more range in shades and patterns anyway so Jalazmar certainly didn’t mind that such a dragon and his young rider were chosen to pick him up and help him move to Telgar Hold to visit his brother Gabrin. It would be a quick trip as well. Seconds going through the mysterious between and they’d be in Telgar with him dismounting and waving good bye. He really couldn’t figure out why people got so bent out of shape over what colour they appeared on. Even Impressing to green or blue didn’t seem like such a horrible fate to the young lordling; they still had a dragon.
With a final inspection of his belongings packed away in a trunk that the blue would carry for him, Jalazmar finally gave the nod that said he was ready. The rider instructed him on the best way to climb up the large beast and assisted in getting him strapped in. It seemed odd to be a grown man getting help with straps as if he were a child once more learning to ride a pony but he knew it was worth it. He didn’t think he was afraid of heights but Jalazmar did know he was afraid of falling to a very messy splattering death so he thanked the man and focused on his breathing.
He’d never actually been atop a dragon before and had no idea what to expect for the takeoff or any other aspect of the quick journey no matter how much he down played it in his mind. A bright smile was still given to his family and he waved to his nieces and nephews just before the order to lift off was given. Jalazmar quickly grabbed onto the harness and hoped his fear didn’t show until they were high enough off the ground that it didn’t matter.
The warning they were about to jump came and Jalazmar nodded again that he understood what was about to come and shut his eyes. The shock of the cold of between hit hard and as they broke through above Telgar, a deep gasp for breath was inhaled. It was colder than the middle of the night in the dead of a High Reaches winter and a shiver traveled down his spine as he resisted rubbing his arms for warmth. “That was quite the experience,” he whispered after a moment and the bluerider laughed, sharing that his own reaction was much more hysterical the first time he jumped.
Upon landing, Jalazmar gratefully slid to the ground and shook hands with the bluerider that had safely brought him to his brother. The dragon received a friendly pat to his side and gratitude as well before he turned to find his waiting brother and extended family. Again he smiled and wondered, not for the first time, why he decided to go to Telgar. He supposed he just needed to get away. His two eldest brothers were bickering and plotting more so than usual, especially with their father’s health declining and he just didn’t want to deal with that anymore. It was safer with Gabrin, as odd as it was to say, than he was within the scheming. Gabrin’s ploys were harmless in comparison as they were done just for his amusement.
Maybe, Jalazmar thought as he cooed at his young niece, he would rub off on his brother and Gabrin wouldn’t play as many games. It was likely wishful thinking but it was good to have goals.