Fine. Even in “just” dragonrider leathers, the guy has a way of wearing clothes that is an art. Pieces are tailored to fit him well and he knows how to move in each piece. Any bright colors are paired against grounding neutrals, though his whole wardrobe leans towards browns and blues. Silver accessories tend to complete his look.

Born in Red River Hold, the second son of the Holder, Ziane fully expected to grow up into Hold management and from an early age was excited about the prospect. He was a child that liked to learn and was good at organizing details. His favorite chore was inventorying stockrooms. His father knew that he was going to have to give Ziane all of the opportunities for education. Since Zenian, the elder was first in line to Hold, he would need good support from his brothers, so both boys, just a year apart from each other, began learning first with the harper stationed at the Hold, and then, Ziane went off to Harper Hall at the age of thirteen to learn more.

Ziane had the luxury of studying into journeyman status in his eighteenth year, and had even worked it out with his father that he would take a year of being stationed elsewhere so that he could learn more about Holds, but while en route to his assignment, Fate in the form of a dragon intervened. Forcibly. Whisked away to the Weyr, Ziane’s protest was ignored, and he found himself on the Sands, eyeing a clutch of eggs warily. If Ziane was resistant about this turn of events in his life, Aberuth was not, and marched straight up to him.

Aberuth, bluntly put, changed everything about Z’ane’s life. He could no longer return to the Hold, he could no longer ignore his sexuality, he could no longer follow the plans he had made for his life. Z’ane realized that he had two options: he could continue to protest what had happened to him, which now could never be reversed, or he could adapt and use what he had learned to carve out a new life.