2022/05/11 Gold Malvayth has Flown, caught by Bronze Xyxyth of A'tay. Their Hatching will be PC, and take place in Telgar in August around the 20-22nd! Update your Candidate Applications and prepare for some fun!
2022/04/21 New default layout! I hope you enjoy it! If you find any bugs, please report them in the discord #bug-squishing channel!
05/JUL It’s Hatching time!! Come take part in the shenanigans here
30/JUN Gold Thallyath of Ista Weyr has laid a clutch! More information here
27/JUN A bluerider, and then a greenrider, are found dead. More information here
30/MAY After the Touching, many Candidates found themselves preyed upon in the form of their food. More information here
18/MAY Another goldrider - Ameris of Benden - is attacked. More information here
05/MAY Multiple individuals are attacked whilest out of the Weyr! More information here
04/MAY Take a chance OOC and guess who you think the murderer is! You can win prizes! More information here
03/MAY Goldrider Cazan and her twin brother Cazelarias are attacked. More information here
24/APR Goldrider Ashara of Fort is murdered by two brownriders. More information here
12/APR Searchrider B’jin was attacked at Telgar Weyr, surffering a slash to his throat. While in Benden, bluerider B’dor is found dead in his weyr. More info here
05/APRMore attacks occurred today. More information here
03/APRMultiple individuals found their death this day; more information here and here
28/MAR Tragedy has struck again! Across all the Weyrs, multiple people - primarily dragonriders - have fallen ill after eating muffins. There have been multiple deaths, and others are in criticle condition. More information here
24/MAR Weyrwoman Ameris and her son, Rislan, poisoned! More information here
18/MAR Benden’s Weyrleader M’ris and his children have been poisoned! Resulting in sickness and death. More information here
18/MAROn 18.03.742 Bronzerider A’dris of Vyaniorth was found dead in his personal bathing pool. He appears to have drowned after drinking an excess of alcohol. Afterwards it was realized that Machiya of Gold Cameth from Telgar Weyr had disappeared. Having never arrived at her destination, it is suspected she had an accident between.
11/MAR Gold Racoth of Donmaline went between taking Bronze Beruth of T’rel with her shortly after she had been caught, due to T’rel strangling Donmaline. He did not survive. more info
25/FEB Congratulations and thank-you to Guest for taking on a moderator role! <3
Welcome to the Month of Lovetm! This month's Monthly Event is all about Romance, whether it is asking someone out on a date, or getting sweaty between the sheets! Anything and everything counts, if it even looks sideways like it could be related to Valentine Day -- including lover's spats, or breaking up, Flights Wins (or Flight Losses!). Honestly, this month has a huge opportunity for interpertation, so go wild!
Ahh, the fresh snow, the crisp air, the naked trees... welcome to Winter! Or, just the Colder Months for those in the more Northern Weyrs, while Ista is just... not as hot. But it is time to enjoy the end of the Turn, so folks should get together, spend some time gossiping, and drinking Hot Chocolate (alcohol and marshmallows opional)... does Pern even have marshmallows????? (they do now!)
[color=#ffffff]First Name: Niikolaz Pronounced: Nik-o-laaz Honorific: N'kal [Nuh-call] Nicknames: Nik Dragon Colour: Bronze Wing Rank: Wing Rider Other Rank: ? Place of Birth: Fort Hold Date of Birth: 20.03.196 AL Impression Age: 12, 15.06.208 AL Physical Age: 30 (didn't like the age that kept coming out with the math thingy) Weyrmate: N/A Threadfall Theory: "It'll be back, and you're a damn fool if you think otherwise!" Approved Special Features: Face Claim: Hugh Jackman
Looks If you don't like how I look, go away..
[color=#ffffff]Eyes: Hazel, usually more of a green tint, can sometimes seem to be a light mix of green and brown. Hair: Shoulder length, brown, with some natural highlights from being outside. Height: About 6ft 1in
General Appearance:
For the most part N'kal is fairly easy on the eyes, though he can occasionally let himself get a bit shaggy, being that he will go without shaving off his facial hair. His skin carries a forever seeming tan to it, as he much prefers being outside rather then inside.
He is broad of shoulder and well muscled in his arms and legs. He generally has a somber look about his face, though has been known to wear a scowl without realizing it even if he is not in a bad mood. With his height and not always civil facial expression he can have an imposing look about him.
Dressing Style: Clothes...he wears them. He doesn't dress to impress unless he has to, so standard tan, brown, and black clothing works best for him. So long as said clothes fit, are comfortable and don't have holes in them, he's good. Boots however he is much pickier about. He prefers a heavier boot with a thick sole, almost always black or dark brown.
Personality If you can't handle me, Don't bother me.
[color=#ffffff]General Character Traits:
In General:
N'kal is pretty anti-social for the most part. Not to say he can't or won't talk, he just doesn't like too unless he has to. He is pretty much the definition of the strong and silent man. He isn't the type to walk up to someone and start chatting, nor is he the type to listen to weyr gossip and chatter. He barely talks to the other riders unless they walk up to him to start a conversation. When he does speak it is usually gruff and curt, if not all together rude, unless it is something of severe importance. The exception is with children, he will go out of his way to be nice to children, unless they give him a reason not to. Kids are one of the two things N'kal doesn't really need a reason to smile for, the other of course is Torath.
There is another side to N'kal, he can actually be very friendly and caring, but the events of the plague have left him sour and grumpy. Torath helps him be as social as he is now, but he can't seem to make himself be a happier version of himself. He is content for the time being, being the way he is, and to hell with anyone who doesn't like it. And to hell with the feeling of loneliness he is starting to feel.
Regarding women:
N'kal is very much the gentleman when it comes to women. He is still a bit gruff and rough around the edges, but he is by far much gentler with women then with men, unless they are being a pain in his arse, then he treats them about the same as everyone else.
He doesn't flirt, he doesn't date, and unless Torath is chasing he doesn't bother going after them for sex either. After losing the woman he loved to the plague he has never even thought about trying for love again and closed his heart off to the world. He is lonely but doesn't wish to risk that kind of loss again, for him or Torath, as the poor beast had to suffer through it with him.
In regards to Torath:
N'kal is, even after all the Turns that have gone past, still afraid of the plague that killed so many dragons and riders. He is very funny about who touches Torath and doesn't like for him to be away to long unless he is off hunting.
Likes:
Torath: It is much more love then like, Torath is a part of his soul and the only being on the entire planet he truly trusts and confides in. Without Torath he would have wound up alone and fairly useless and that is something he can never repay. Rain: There is nothing more relaxing, well next to being with Torath, to N'kal then hearing the rain or the scent of freshly dampened dirt. He has been known to sit out in the rain when he is aggrivated or stressed. Harpers: As gruff and anti-social as he can be, N'kal actually loves music and will open up some in the company of a good harper. Having grown up at Fort, he was often found listening to the harpers practicing.
Dislikes: Fish: He will eat it...but he will complain about it...a lot. He really really doesn't like fish. No real reason, he just prefers red meat. The South: Where he completely understands the choices that were made to keep what dragons alive they could, he really does not like being so far from home, doesn't much care for the temperature either. Large Crowds: He has always been a loner, so unless he doesn't have a choice he prefers to keep to himself, or if he needs to be in a group it had better be for training or smaller groups. To many people bumping into him and trying to talk iritates him to no end, though if Torath is nearby he can deal.
Habits/Mannerisms:
Has a habit of looking right through people who are talking to him, either because he is bored with the conversation, or doesn't care.
Grunts instead of actually responding when spoken to Strengths: Loyal - If you manage to make a friend out of N'kal, you have a friend for life, unless you severely piss him off...or hurt his dragon..or piss his dragon off...you see where this is going right?
Stubborn - Yes this can be a strength sometimes for the right reason
Can take more physical damage then most men have the right to and get up swinging
Could easily be a leader if he would get his head out of his ass.
Weaknesses: Stubborn - for almost every other reason...
Anti-Social - to the point he could easily be a hermit if Torath would allow it
Can't handle his alcohol, two or three drinks tops and his head is swimming
Can't ever see the good in people, even when it is right in front of him.
Has deep rooted abandonment issues, in that he feels everyone he cares about is going to be taken from him.
Personal History What's past is past.....
[color=#ffffff]Mother: Dahrla - Deceased Rank: Kitchens Cook Father: Ricard - 70 Rank: Retired Guard Siblings: None Past Lovers/Partners:Pella Current Lovers/Partners: N/A Children: Maybe some day Background Story:
* 196 AL - Born - After several years of failed attempts, his parents were thrilled to have a strong healthy boy to love. He was a handful the first few years but he was no less loved for it.
* 200 AL (4yo)- A tragic time in his life occurred that no one expected. Late in turn 199 his mother fell ill and half way through 200 AL he and his father lost the rock of the family. His mother had been the one to keep things going when things got tough. Even at a small age, Nick was so devastated by the loss of his mother that he stopped speaking. He wouldn't even speak to his father. People assured his father it was just a phase, and though it did not seem to be, the two learned to communicate all over again and got along just fine after a while.
* 202 AL (6yo)- Since his mothers death this was the first time he had been out to a gather. His father ran into an old friend, a Harper, who took an interest in trying to help his father sort out why Nick refused to speak.
* 204 AL (8yo)- During Nick's standard lessons it was found that he had a gift for knowledge. He could remember almost anything he read or heard and had excellent handwriting for one so young. It was thought that he could take apprenticeship at the Harper Hall, if only he would speak.
* 208 AL (12yo)- Still not speaking Nik was taken, on invitation by his father and his friend, to view a hatching. Nik was accustomed to dragons coming and going from the few times he had been at the Hold but was extremely excited that he would get to see a hatching. It was the only thing that had brought any honest change to his temperament in years.
Nik was surrounded by the sound of dozens upon dozens of humming dragons, which only added to his excitement. In the seating, which was fairly close to the exit and on the end of the row, they had an excellent view of all the candidates and eggs.
Once the eggs started hatching and the actual impressions got underway he was explained what happens upon impression. There were 20 or so eggs in the clutch do there was plenty of time to explain the goings on. Nik saw, several candidates taken away broken or bloodied from being clawed or bitten and saw that two eggs did not hatch at all, which made him sad. What made him more sad had been the small bronze that was making the worst careening sounds and fumbling around the last of the candidates that had circled him.
Nik, and everyone around seemed to understand that something was wrong. His father told him that the dragon didn't want any of those standing around him, no matter how hard they were trying, and that he would die without a human bond. It broke something inside Nik, a wall around his heart seemed to shatter and he found himself thinking, 'Don't die!' and 'Pick one you silly thing!', and wishing he would hurry up about it, he couldn't have handled seeing him die. He could handle the eggs not hatching, it happened with birds, but the bronze was alive and breathing and.....had been looking dead at him.
The bronze had screamed and started toward him, clawing past a young boy who looked to have been at least two Turns older who was then clutching his bleeding arm. On horribly unstable legs he started trying to run right at him, falling a few times which made him flinch. He didn't know what to do, people around him were shouting and yelling, grabbing and shoving at him and it made him grab for his father. He didn't understand until he looked back at the dragon who was trying to claw past more people to get to him. He looked into one great swirling eye, lost his breath, and allowed himself to be dragged from the crowd. He was given a huge bowl of meat chunks and instructed to feed his dragon.
*210 AL(14yo) - Niikolaz had become N'kal, a dragonrider which was far greater an honor then he believed he deserved. He was a no one, a mute child afraid of so many things. Between Torath urging and the coaching of those around him that could stand him, and visa versa, he slowly started speaking again. He also grew some and now towered over his father, whom he visited regularly, even if he wasn't supposed to.
*212 AL(16yo) - N'kal meet Palla and her Green Cheaeth. She was 15 even though she had just stood the grounds and bonded with her dragon. She was one of a small group of females to impress and her green was small, even for a green so she caught a lot of grief from other riders. Silent as he was he defended her, getting into several fights when words flew that were to much to ignore.
They were almost always together, Torath defending her Cheaeth from the larger dragons as much as he defended her. She was a strong factor in his actually speaking more, the both of them feeling like outcasts had a bond that ran deep.
*215 - 219 AL (19yo- 23yo) - The plague hit hard and dragons were dropping left and right. He and Palla were terrified for their dragons and for each other, so when the call went up to flee south they did not hesitate, leaving messages for their families with friends at the Harper Hall. They took only what they needed, they had each other and their dragons, to save them was all that mattered.
The flight was hard on them all, but harder still on the smaller dragons like Palla's green. They keep dropping to the water to swim when the water allowed so the dragons could rest. It wasn't approved, but they did it anyway and both N'kal and Torath attacked anyone that tried to stop them. He stayed with Palla all the way, and she did her best to keep up. However when they are more then half way there, Cheaeth could no longer keep up, could barely fly, and it was realized then that she was sick too, like so many others. Eventually she crashed into the ocean, Palla nearly drowning as it took a while for Torath to turn Cheaeth over so she could float upright.
He and Palla argued about what to do for a long time before she gave the silent command to go between. Both N'kal and Torath mourned the loss and had it not been for Torath, N'kal would have followed her in death but he could not do that to Torath.
N'kal had lost track of how long it took to finally see land but he knew that even for as strong as Torath was he was fading quickly, he had struggled for so long, refusing to give up and finally crash landed over the beach where he stayed for a full seven day before he was even remotely recovered enough to seek shelter.
Once sheltered N'kal refused to seek out any other dragon or rider for fear they carried whatever plague it was that had killed so many dragons and Torath was of similar mind. They fended for themselves just fine thank you very much.
*220 AL(24 yo) - Nirinath's call had woken Torath and with a horrible roar expressing his displeasure at being made to gather around those they had avoided for so long. N'kal didn't like it either but knew better then to disobey, and so they went. When they landed however, N'kal commanded Torath to stay as far away from the others as he could get away with.
*221 AL - 225AL(25-29yo) - Upon deciding that those dragons left alive were not infected he and Torath rejoined society, helped to rebuild and did their part in supporting Tsuen's choice to remain hidden from the north which meant fighting with those who caused trouble, and defending the weyr from wildlife. He didn't like it, but he didn't give a damn either the way he say it, her choices were saving the lives of their dragons should the plague still be raging back home.
*227 AL(31 yo) Does not agree nor participate in the stealing of candidates. Does not speak against it, but neither does he or Torath include themselves in the activity. He understands why, he just feels it could be better done. Torath doesn't care..dragons need riders and thinks N'kel is being his usual close-minded stubborn self.
*228 AL - Current (32-38 yo] - Fully assimilated with the weyr, Torath has settled into life with the dragons and is very glad to see his brethren increasing in number under the careful planning of the Weyr leaders.
Dragon Details a lyrical subheading
[color=#ffffff]Name: Torath Pronounced: Tor-ath Colour: Bronze Wing Rank: Wing Rider Place of Birth: Fort Weyr Date of Birth: 15.06.208 AL Clutch Name: Shining Stars Clutch Mother: Gold Avauth Clutch Father: Brown Ghaerth
Appearance:
Mature Length: 35' Mature Height: 17.5' Mature Wingspan: 52.5' Scars & Markings:
Jagged scar running down his chest and belly from his rough landing at the end of their flight south. His wings gave out and he crash landed against some rocks that tore his flesh. It wasn't enough to be fatal, but it took a great deal of effort for N'kal to get that bleeding to stop. General Appearance:
Torath is a deep amber color, almost an extremely light brown, his dark skin mottled with lighter shades ranging from amber to tan. He is a good and decent size bronze, his hide is smooth as silk thanks to N'kal's constant care. The jagged scar that runs down his chest is mostly faded into the coloration of his hide, though it can be seen as it is several shades lighter then the rest of his hide. His tail spikes are more golden then bronze and each side of his split tail has one small black spike.
Mind Voice: Torath's voice is deep and a little rough, though soothing all the same (Think Jeremy Irons only a bit deeper). He generally is a slow lazy speaker and will rumble sometimes during his speech, similar to when we 'hmmm'.
If he is excited about something, whether it is distressing or just simply playful and excited he will speak a bit faster, but his tone remains the same.
If he is angered is voice will be more of a deeper growl and he will speak sharply and snap his teeth to emphasize his point.
Personality:
Torath is fairly quiet and laid back most of the time, so like N'kal he too likes to occasionally be left in peace. Unlike N'kal however he will seek out his fellow dragons and sun bath and play with them while his rider is off doing whatever it is humans do when not in the presence of greatness.
He greatly enjoys playing with human children and is very aware that he could easily hurt or kill one so he plays as gentle as he can. He finds it amusing that dragons amuse them so much. He also doesn't like to hear the little squishy ones cry, he isn't quite sure why it bothers him, but he will seek out the noise maker and watch it curiously or try and make it stop.
Likes:
N'kal - Even when he is being a jerk....
Rain - It's very calming and cleans the dust off too!!
Sleeping in the sun - Oh please don't make me get up!
Eating - Well hello! I Am a dragon you know...
Human Children - They are cute and squishy and fun to play with! A pity N'kal won't let me have one for a pet....
Music - He likes the livelier songs especially. Music makes N'kal happy, and that in turn makes Torath happy. He has a tendency to swing or thump his tail to the music and bob his head (usually offbeat), he occasionally has to be reminded not to.
Sand - Sand is an excellent way for me to scratch my back and it is almost always warm!
Fire Lizards - They are cute little versions of me and so fun to chase through the air! Pity there aren't more of them...N'kal needs to get one...or three...
Dislikes:
Anyone who makes N'kal mad
Those who insist on being cruel to other dragons regarding their worth or intelligence - even if it is occasionally true...>.>
Being itchy - This is a lot of body to scratch! Make with the oil please!
Being used as a taxi service - unless it's kids and old people...He doesn't mind humans, he just doesn't like them expecting him to let anyone ride him.
Watch Whers - beastly little things that are barely even related to dragons in his opinion. Does NOT approve of humans using them in place of dragons in the north and is more likely to watch one go up in flame rather then go near it.
Habits/Mannerisms:
Will stick his tongue out and blow the dragon equivalent of 'raspberries' like a human will. A trick that N'kal sometimes regrets teaching him as it usually ends up with N'kal needing new clothes and or a bath.
Will stand outside N'kal's door beating his wings to blow air through his house until he comes out when he is being a hermit.
Will walk around with a smug look on his face and strutting when he gets his way from N'kal even after N'kal blatantly says no a hundred and fifty thousand times.
Likes to stir up the blues and greens then hide and let the humans deal with the playful aftermath. Crazy dragon can be evil sometimes. N'kal does not like this..at all.
Strengths:
+Has a stronger memory then some of his fellow dragons and depending on the import of something, can remember something up to a week..if he keeps reminding himself of it.
+Can drag N'kal out of any sour or somber mood and make him be social, by physical force if the situation calls for it.
+Has excellent agility and stamina for his size Weaknesses:
+Gets frustrated easily when he doesn't understand something
+Quick to anger when something or someone upsets N'kal
+Has a bad habit of 'bite first, ask questions later' when angered General Personality:
Over all Torath is a very friendly and occasionally playful dragon. He wants his space like N'kal but unlike his rider he is far more inclined to be curled up with another dragon or running around playing with or chasing blues and greens. Where some other bronze or brown seem to not like the smaller more active dragons, Torath finds them quite fun and entertaining to be around. Hex Code:Dragon Speech! Image: [image]
[size=20pt] Crafter Education a lyrical subheading
[color=#ffffff]Craft: Craft Rank: n/a Years In Craft: n/a Specialty: Crafting Details
Out Of Character Information
[color=#ffffff]Created By: Dee Additional Accounts & Ranks: n/a Admin Contact: Email? O.o Whatchu wanna do? Text me? :P Anything else?
RP Example This is how I soar...
20.02.221 AL Saying Goodbye...
N'kal, came the deep rumbling voice of Torath, waking him from what had been a peaceful dream. 'No...', was his answer even before he knew what the question was, and rolled back over. Torath growled in his mind then disappeared and N'kal settled back to sleep. He had no reason to be up so damn early, and the grumpy rider hated being woken up for no reason. He grumbled and rolled over again, curling himself up in the thin cottony blanket that was more sheet then blanket. Blasted dragon knew better then to wake him up.
A while after he had fallen asleep again, dreaming of memories best forgotten the call came out again. [color=#E8B20E]N'kal!, this time the call was a bit sharper and sounded annoyed. 'What on Pern do you want you blasted overgrown pest!?', he sent back, throwing off the blanket and laying on his hard bed, now glaring at the ceiling as if he could see said overgrown beast through the roof. His words were just words, Torath knew that, he was rarely ever honestly upset with him, and everyone knew it when he was. Not that it ever last long, but still, he could get very angry with the persistent pest. He was still waiting for an answer from Torath, he could feel him in the back of his mind...simmering with annoyance. 'Well!?', he prodded.
Instead of a reply what he got was shaken as Torath heavily dropped himself right beside hit hut and started beating at his house with his wings, knocking several things off the table and what shelving he had. "Blast it all you pain in the arse!! Cut it out!!" He jumped up, naked as the day he was born, trying to catch things before they hit the floor. You prooooomised!!!!!, came a very unusual rumbling whine from Torath. Once the house quit shaking he walked over to his one window and pulled open the shutters, not at all shocked at the huge swirling orange and yellow eye that greeted him. He narrowed his eyes and started to demand about this promise he supposedly made with Torath stood back up, towering over his house and he saw the slowly darkening sky. Oh...right...sorry bud. Give me a minute., his irritation instantly gone as he remembered what he promised they would do.
N'kal dressed swiftly and although he much preferred to clean up before going out, he was already late and Torath was right, he had promised. He opened the door and nearly tripped on a basket of roses that Torath had very carefully carried and set down. He frowned a little before picking them up and looked up at Torath, his heart heavy. "Sorry pal, I didn't forget...just tired that's all." Torath's eyes slowed down and slowly began to change color. He moved forward and lay down before N'kal and offered his forearm to help him onto his neck, eyes starting to swirl grey and purple. Sadness, grief, and concern for N'kal all rolled into one large swirling beautiful eye. I understand...let us go before it get's dark. Are you okay without protection?
N'kal knew what he meant and he grinned, giving the back of his neck a gentle pat. Thank you for the concern, but I have ridden you longer then this bareback. I will be fine, I promise. Let's go. With that Torath rumbled, extended his massive wings, crouched, and leapt into the air with a powerful down stroke to his wings. He sent off word to Tsuen through her gold Nirinath that they were only going to waters edge and that they would be back around dark. Torath grumbled at the response he got, like they had any desire to go back north to the raging plague, and banked left and headed for the shore. With his powerful wings they were over the shoreline before the sun finished setting, the dark red and purple sky reflected in the waves of the water.
Torath circles back around and N'kal gathered up the roses in his hand, frowning deeply, fighting off the tears that threatened to fall. Men did not cry. They do when it hurts not to., came Torath's soothing voice. N'kal kissed the top of one rose and as Torath turned again started dropping the roses. "Goodbye my love...", he whispered to the passing wind as Torath bellowed a sorrowful roar for the loss of his friend and for the pain he felt for Pella through N'kal. He circled again and the rest of the roses were dropped and Torath roared again, long and sad then turned and flew back for the shore and their new home, the roses floating on the surface, kissed by the light of the sinking sun. [color=#d8a86f]
Currently NPCd until I have muse for him again
Jenn based powerplay of my characters is always permissible
Original Name: Kelian Pronounced: Kel-E-en Honorific: N/A Pronounced:
Nicknames: Kel
Dragon Name: Dragonth Dragon Name: Pronounced Dragon Colour: Gold/brown/brown/blue/green Wing Assigned: See the Wing Listing for current assignments. Put the wing you would most like to join in. Wing Rank: Wingrider, unless otherwise approved by the Team
Primary Rank: Their primary non-wingrider rank Secondary Ranks: Any other ranks they might hold.
Place of Birth: Katila Weyr Date of Birth: 23.06.720 AL Searched/Stolen By: Searched Date: 10.6.73 (15) Impression Age: TBD Physical Age: 19
Partner: N/A
Appearance
Eyes: Kelian has almond-shaped eyes that range from a bright to a lighter blue, depending on her mood or what color she is wearing. Her lashes are long, have a very distinctive curl at the corners and are dark like her hair, but not overly thick. Her brows aren't overly thick, match her hair in color, and have just enough curve to accent her eyes well.
Hair: Kelian has thick, brown hair that falls in waves to her middle back, the shade fluctuating depending on how much time she spends outside. She wears it loose most days, some of it pulled back in a tie to keep it out of her eyes at least, with the bulk of it falling over her shoulders and down her back. Whenever she has kitchen duties she will tie her hair up in a ponytail or a bun, occasionally a braid if she can find someone to do it for her.
Height: Kelian stands roughly at 5'5. She had hoped to grow at least another inch but stopped growing when she was 16 Turns. She doesn't always like it, though being short does have it's perks.
General Appearance: Kelian is short and slender but has just enough curves to give her a nice hourglass shape, with her hips being slightly wider than she would like. Her skin is a pale cream color with a healthy dose of freckles covering her body, most prominent across her face, shoulders, and arms. Said freckles range in darkness and she isn't overly fond of them, but there isn't much she can do about it. She has small, plump lips that become a wide smile with straight teeth when she truly gives a smile, otherwise, her smile is small and polite. Her hands and feet are small, but not out of proportion with the rest of her body.
Dressing Style: Kelian prefers loose, comfortable clothing, considering the heat she grew up living in. It doesn't matter to her if she wears dresses or pants and tunics, so long as they are comfortable. This doesn't mean that she likes to have her clothing baggy to the point she looks bad or they are falling off her body, however. Generally, she will go barefoot when outside, unless the ground is terribly hot or rocky. She likes small dainty shoes but will wear heavier shoes if the need arises. She isn't one for much jewelry, but she will wear it on occasion if it was given to her as a gift.
Personality
General Character Traits: Kelian is a sweet girl, generally speaking, she is polite, proper, and courteous. She is kind-hearted and loving towards those she meets. She is intelligent enough, for her rank and age, and where she likes to read she would prefer hands-on learning to studying scrolls inside somewhere. She can be playful at times and loves to help others bath and oil their dragons if they allow her too, her favorites being those belonging to her father and brother.
Snappy and sarcastic on occasion when the situation calls for it, and sometimes when it doesn't. She doesn't generally mean any harm by it but she has little tolerance for stupidity or those who complain and whine about things. She doesn't go out of her way to be rowdy and obnoxious and rather liked being around some of the stolen hold girls as they were, generally speaking, soft-spoken and very proper. Sometimes a little too proper for her, hence her dislike of people who complain a great deal about nothing at all. She likes to try to learn how to act the way they do, it doesn't always work, she likes to run around and have fun and be curious as she always is, but when she needs to, she can be much more proper than some of the other weyrbrats.
Habits/Mannerisms: Kelian tends to huff a breath of air out when frustrated or upset and will walk away from whatever is causing the frustration or upset. When feeling awkward or shy she will play with her hair and look down at her feet, and again try to escape the situation.
Opinions: Threadfall Theory: It is part of our past, and maybe part of our future. Stealing/Kidnapping: It wasn't right, would not have wanted to be taken from her family that way, however, she also understands it was needed to save the dragons. Firelizards: Firelizards!! She loves the little creatures and wants one of every color. Always excited to see one, no matter how often she sees them. Return North: Was excited to a point but afraid to leave her home, regardless of its downfalls. She looks on it as an adventure but is sure she will never be able to see it all.
Likes: Being Outside:Inside? what is this inside you speak of?? Kelian would spend almost all of her time outside if she could, regardless of the temperature. There is nothing quite as wonderful as being out in the fresh air, rather than cooped up inside doing lessons or chores. Firelizards:Kelian absolutely adores the little creatures as they are so much like their larger cousins in appearance. They can be fun and playful and make her smile quite often. She hopes one day that she is lucky enough to have one of her own, for now, she contents herself paying attention to other's firelizards if they let her. Cooking/Baking:One of the few reasons Kelian will willingly stay inside is when there is food to be made. Having had a kitchen drudge for a mother she was often found in the kitchens when she was old enough to be useful. It makes her quite happy should anyone mention that whatever she made was especially good. When her mother died she threw herself into cooking and helping with meals as a way to keep her mother's memory close. Storms:The summer storms in the south are fierce and strong and Kelian loves every minute of each one. When others are cowering and hiding inside, Kelian is trying to find a way outside, even if only to stand in the pouring rain or to watch the lightning stretch across the sky, generally from somewhere safer than out in the rain.
Dislikes: Disorder:There are few things that get under Kelian's skin like clutter and disorganization where it shouldn't be. She isn't sure why she has issues with things being out of order, but she will go into a cleaning fit if her things are out of order or if she ends up in a room that is a mess, even if it isn't her room. Confrontation:Kelian does not do well with confrontation at all and does her best to avoid it. It is something she may overcome in the future, but currently, she would prefer not to have to deal with it. There is no true reason for her dislike of confrontation, she has never been in a fight but has seen many of them between various people as has simply decided she wants little or nothing to do with it. Making Numbweed:Have you ever made that stuff?! It's a horrible thing to have to make! It smells horrid, takes just about forever to boil, and cleaning up after it is no picnic either. She only does it because she has to, if she had the choice she would never go near the stuff again, regardless of how useful it is.
Strengths: Please include at least one sentence each explaining how they are a strength for your character. Open Minded: Sure, most weyr born are pretty open-minded about people's sexuality and such, but Kelian simply doesn't care one way or the other about most things that bother other people, weyr or holder. She does her best to never judge people for what they do or don't like, how they live, or what they do. It's not her business, their life is not her own so why should she care. She is very much a, 'Live and let live', kind of person, with very few exceptions to that. Team Player: Kelian works very well with others, occasionally better with some than others. It doesn't matter what the task is that needs to be done, she will gladly fit in and help where needed. She can lead if she knows enough about the task at hand, but she is comfortable taking orders and carrying out said orders just as well. Curious: Kelian is nothing if not curious about everything. She loves to read and explore, she likes to find things out, even if it isn't really news to anyone but her. This isn't to say she is just nosey and likes to gossip, well she is a young woman in a weyr, she does like those things too, but this is different. Want to know what's in that cave but too afraid to go? Kelian wants to know too and will gladly go in to find out. Want to know anything about Pern or dragon history? Kelian will gladly join you in trying to find out, to the best of her ability.
Flaws: Impatient: If something is supposed to get done at a certain time, or preferably before that time, Kelian wants it done. Whether it is something she is trying to get done and someone is causing her a delay, or something she was expected to be done for her, she wants it done and over with now. There is just no sense in it, to her anyway, when things get delayed for no apparent reason. She understands sometimes that things happen, but if the delay is caused by laziness or something similar, she won't be happy about it and may end up getting a bit mouthy after a while. Squeamish: Kelian hates this about herself, so much, and is desperately trying to change it. It is not everything that makes her squeamish. Gutting fish she can do without issue and human or dragon blood doesn't bother her unless it's in excess. She can deal with raw meat all day and night while cooking, not a problem. However, she can not even look at a wherry being gutted, herdbeast carcasses, or anything that expels a lot of body parts and blood while being killed or processed. She doesn't understand her reaction to this and she gets extremely irritable over it. Light Sleeper: She isn't an insomniac by any means, as she can sleep fairly well most of the time. However, she has an issue with waking up in the middle of the night occasionally, for no apparent reason other than there was a sound, or the wind blew, someone snored down the hall, a dragon farted, a baby rolled over...You get the idea. It's annoying and she hates it. Sassy: Where this isn't a horrible fault it can, and has, gotten her into trouble. She tends to be a bit sassy or snarky with people who have irritated her or that she just doesn't like for whatever given reason. Sometimes the sass is all in fun and it's no big deal. There there are times when she is sassy and sarcastic to the point of just being rude. She is actively working on stopping the rude part of this.
History
Father: @'K'ton', b.10.03.698 AL Rank: Brownrider, Wingrider Mother: Lianna, b.05.10.703 AL, d.727 Rank: Kitchen Drudge Siblings: L'ton - Brownrider
3 other siblings, currently unknown: Two boys and a girl
Past Lovers/Partners:N/A Current Lovers/Partners: None Children: None. Yet. Background Story: 720:Born healthy and squealing to her mother Lianna, a simple kitchen drudge who was a half-hearted mother at best, though did love her daughter.
Information goes here. A paragraph or so is good, but bare facts are fine. 725 & 5 Turns:Kelian has wandered off from the creche, someone wasn't paying attention, managed to climb up on some rocks, was startled by a firelizard and fell. She nearly broke her jaw when she landed face-first on the ground. She did split open her chin and to this day carries a scar that starts on the right side of her chin and goes along the right side of her jaw about an inch. 727 & 7 Turns:Mother dies of a stomach sickness leaving Kelian in the care of a foster mother, another kitchen drudge, but still spends most of her time in the creche with the other children 728 & 8 Turns:Bit on her left hand by a tunnelsnake when exploring around the backside of the weyr while trying to avoid doing chores. That was the last time she tried shirking her duties or went places she had no business being. 730 & 10 Turns: Meets Leyton while doing chores, they rather befriend each other which makes chores go faster, but are completely unaware they are related, let alone brother and sister. While going through some of the items left to her by her mother she comes across a message that was hidden in another item, telling her who her father was believed to be. Being so young she did nothing about this information but tucked the message away, keeping it as a secret for herself. 734 & 14 Turns: Friend Leyton Impresses brown Kaliqueth and becomes L'ton. Still, good friends although there had been a hint of something more. Luckily, depending on how you looked at it, it was not long after that, that Kelian and L'ton found out that they shared Brownrider K'ton as a father. Awkward!! 736 & 16 Turns: Moves to Ista weyr with her Father although she is still struggling with getting to know him. She spends the majority of her time with the other candidates and still partially avoiding L'ton, but starts to warm up to both her father and brother once she is settled into their new home. She started spending more time with both men, and although she was no longer awkward around L'ton, the memory of her crush on him haunted her. She even found herself having conversations about dragons and Impressing with K'ton. 739 & 19 Turns: Hot. It's unbelievably hot. Kelian, like most others in Ista, suffers through the heat to do what needs to be done. Then the fires happened and the world around her went a little crazy. With little food and next to no water, tempers ran high and higher still when the fires started. Worry for the safety of her brother and father eventually shattered the last of her insecurities and doubts regarding both. She had finally found her family, she didn't want to lose them. Finds herself feeling out of sorts as all her fellow candidates start to Impress, leaving her behind with many new faces and still no dragon. Father/daughter bonding at it's finest... 740 & 20 Turns: It was a curious thing to Kelian when she had heard of a second woman bonding to a blue dragon. It was strange, but as she had been told countless times, the dragon chooses the rider. However, it completely blew her mind when she heard that a Blue had caught a Gold in flight AND that there had been a small yes, but a resulting clutch! Nevermind the rumors that people had believed the blue to be green until the said flight. It was curious, and the Turn wasn't quite over yet...
Education
Craft: General education from Harper.
Dragon
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Kel had her hair pulled up into a messy bun that was slightly lopsided on top of her head. Not something she normally did but she hadn't wanted her hair sticking to the back of her neck any longer. She wore loose-fitting brown pants, a lightweight white shirt that also hung loose on her. With the worn-out slippers on her feet, she looked far more like a lower cavern drudge than she did a candidate, but she honestly didn't care. It was hot and any breeze at all just brought more salty, hot air with it.
She could have stayed inside, but it was stuffy and she hadn't really wanted to be around people. She wasn't sure why, she liked people, but she had left the dining hall to brave the overbearing temperature outside instead. Mostly she was avoiding the hushed, and often not so hushed, chatter about...the eggs. She shivered slightly as she thought about those eggs. She had never seen such reactions from eggs before, never felt such... awful things from any eggs she had touched. Sadness, contempt, and fear maybe... but she couldn't even describe what she had felt from the eggs she touched. She was afraid to stand for the hatching. THAT made her stop. She had never been afraid to stand for eggs. The only thing she was starting to fear was aging out and disappointing her father and brother.
She sighed softly, kicking a small rock with her foot as she walked. There was no use thinking about that either, not really. If it happened it happened and if she was meant for a dragon she would have one. Although, she wasn't entirely sure she wanted one of these eggs. Well that was rather negative of her, wasn't it? She frowned and sat on a random rock, elbows on her knees, chin resting in her hands. Truly, any dragon would be welcome, but what if there was something wrong with them? As far as she had ever known, blues only sired green clutches, never a gold. What could those dragons be like? Would they really be all that different? Why had they reacted so poorly to not just one or two of them, but all the candidates. Surely there had to be at least one of them the hatchlings inside had liked. Right?
These thoughts and more are what raced around the young woman's head as she sat, looking slightly dejected, on a rock, as the sky slowly darkened.
The Player
Character Created By:DeeStar Dragon Created By: @Username Played By:DeeStar Preferred Contact: PM or Discord Inactivity Preference: Give to Jenn as this is a child of her, K'ton.
Eyes: Dark brown eyes that shine with mischief like his mother's. They are slightly close set and almond shaped. As a child his eyes shine with curiosity and adventure. As he grows older the shine will be there but there will be more determination than curiosity, but like Vaeyla there will always be that gleam of stubbornness and mischief.
Hair: Evritt has a mop of straight medium brown hair that falls over his brow and around his ears, coming to rest at the nape of his neck. Vaeyla is hard pressed to hold him still long enough to trim it.
Height: Evritt is currently right around 4 feet, average for his age. He will top out around 5'11", towering over his mother like K'ton does.
General Appearance: Evritt is a typical weyrbrat, always outside so often carries a tan. Has dirt under his short, chewed on nails, skinned knees and barked toes. He has an infectiously bright smile for almost everyone he meets that always lights up his dark eyes. He has the faintest smattering of freckles across the bridge of his nose and just under his eyes, which were once barely visible are now darker. He still has a little extra meat on his bones for his age, but that's just because he really likes bubbly pies.
As an adult Evritt will fill out nicely, broad shoulders and well muscled arms and legs. His hair will darken but remain brown, though it will look black on occasion. It will still remain straight though it will be slightly unruly and he will, much to his mother's pleasure, finally start cutting it shorter, at least in the back and sides. His hair will forever fall over his brow, which he doesn't seem to mind at all. He will maintain a light mustache and beard that will go from ear to ear. He will keep it short and neat, giving a slightly scruffy appearance. His mother will say he does it just to annoy her when he hugs her. He might agree.
Dressing Style:
Evritt dresses in typical attire for a weyrbrat. Trousers and shirts, generally covered in dirt by the end of the day. His boots aren't new by any means but they aren't falling apart. He doesn't go out of his way to tear up his clothing, he's just a rough and tumble boy who likes to play hard. He does have some nice clothing for Gathers and other events that his mother keeps far away from him until needed. He doesn't care much for them but he wears them to make his mother happy and even does his best to keep them clean for her!
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Place of Birth: Minor Hold off Telgar Date of Birth: 20.12.725
Partner: N/A
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Eyes: Kersel has your average, every day, boring brown eyes, though they are darker than some.
Hair: Brown, shoulder length, usually covered in dust or soot like the rest of him. Tied back when working, otherwise it hangs loose around his face.
Height: 5'11"
General Appearance: Kersel is a fairly large young man, well muscled with most of that muscle definition in his arms and across his back. That is not to say he has no muscle in his legs, they are just not as defined. He stands right at 5'11, a decent height for his age he thinks. He has several scars up and down both arms earned during his apprenticeship. He doesn't mind these scars, as to him they show his dedication to his craft and is rather proud of them. He also has a scar along the right side of his jaw, it starts just under his ear and goes nearly to his chin. He doesn't remember how he received that scar.
His hands are rough and calloused, and along with his arms are most often covered in a layer of dirt, grit, and metal shavings. He doesn't spend a great deal of time outside but his skin still manages to hold a decent amount of coloring, taking after his father. He has dark brown eyes that are surrounded by dark lashes that aren't overly thick but longer than he would prefer. His eyes seem to match his hair, which he keeps shoulder length but neat, or as neat as possible anyway. He keeps it tied back when he is working, though it tends to come loose in places and fall in his face. Otherwise it is left loose to frame his face, or fall in it, one or the other.
Dressing Style: Kersel isn't overly concerned with clothes, they are a necessity, so he wears them. He tends to dress casually, generally only in a light tunic and pair of hide pants. Almost always wearing some kind of apron even when not working and unless he is relaxing, he wears thick, heavy boots everywhere he goes. He does own nice clothing for special occasions, but honestly he prefers the less is more theory when it comes to clothes. If he's not with his Journeyman, Master, or in the crafthall itself he can generally be found lounging around shirtless, if the weather allows for it.
Personality
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Kersel is a decent sort of man, he works hard and had dedicated himself to his craft. He is fairly quiet and laid back most of the time, it takes a lot to really make him angry. He doesn't talk to a lot of people, mostly what family he speaks to, the few friends he claims, and those in his craft, even they are hard pressed to get long conversations out of him.
As quiet as he can be he is equally friendly and kind hearted. He will go out of his way to help just about anyone if he can, but once you piss him off and fall out of his good graces it will a very long time before he does so much as look in your direction. Unless it's life or death that is.
Habits/Mannerisms: Kersel has a nasty habit of completely zoning out in the middle of a conversation, which is worse when he has absolutely no interest in either the person or conversation.
Frowns constantly when working and sometimes forgets to stop frowning when someone speaks to him.
Opinions: Threadfall Theory: If it happens, it happens. Stealing/Kidnapping: Not happy about it at all, feels they should have informed them all they had lived and given people the option to go, rather than stealing them away in the middle of the night. Survival or not, it was wrong. Firelizards: Suspicious of the little beasts, but is warming up to them. They are curious little things and he finds himself charmed by them more often than not. Not sure still if he would want one. Return North: Not sure how to feel honestly. On one hand, Dragons! On the other hand they have been without them so long that he feels it is wrong for them to come back and just expect everyone to fall all over them in gratitude, especially since they kidnapped so many without so much as a word. But..dragons!
He likes the challenge of heating and molding metal, to make it conform to his will. He likes to shape it into small, seemingly impossible things and actually has a knack for making small intricate things such as jewelry and other decorative things, like metal decorations on wooden boxes. Trinkets that will hopefully, one day, sell well at gathers to high paying holders for their ladies.
Storms:
Kersel's favorite time is when there are storms happening, strong storms are his favorite, but any storm with thunder and lightning will draw his attention. He likes to sit out, rain or not, and watch the lightning dance across the sky.
Runners:
Runners are sturdy and reliable animals, dead useful as well.
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Laziness:
If there is one thing Kersel can't stand is laziness. Children get away with it until they are of age for being useful, but adults need to be useful in some way, shape, or form. Relaxing and taking some time to ones self is one thing, but doing absolutely nothing day in and day out? Not acceptable.
Disorder:
Kersel has a set way about him, everything needs to be in it's place, things need to be kept clean and in good working order. It sets him in a foul mood for things to be out of place or dirty. It is one of the reasons he dislikes sharing his space, not everyone is able to keep up with how he likes to keep things.
Liars:
There are few things that irritate Kersel more, than being lied to. Liars are something he fails to understand. He himself has never told a lie, unless you count keeping gifts and surprises secret until they are needed or finished. If he catches someone in a lie, he will most certainly write that person off, all trust and respect gone. This does of course keep his list of trusted friends very short, which is just fine with him.
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Craft Rank: Jr. Journeyman Date Apprenticed: dd.mm.yyy AL - No apprenticeship before age 12 without permission. N/A if irrelevant Date Tapped: dd.mm.yyy AL - No Journeymen under the age of 18 without explicit permission. N/A if irrelevant. Mastership Obtained: N/A
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Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
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