Post by subtlemystery on May 28, 2009 4:39:00 GMT -5
Between Accident
Humans:
Name: Kaerlin
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (Prefers Men)
Rank: Blue Weyrling
Physical Appearance:
Kaerlin... Well, Kaerlin is the opposite of what you expect of a dragon rider - or potential dragon rider. Right from his youth, Kaerlin has been rather small, standing at his full height of five feet five inches. Rather small by male standards. This bothers him some what, after all, 'Riders are supposed to be talk and handsome aren't they? To try and balance out his tiny height, Kaerlin wears bright colours, usually ones that clash horribly with his skin tone or hair colour.
To add insult to injury, Kaerlin isn't even stocky, doesn't look strong at all. Kaerlin's body type is thin, lanky and oddly feminine. His facial features seem softer than most boys, but with a masculine touch that stops him looking completely feminine. Wide eyes, full lips and softer skin all add to his less than brawny appearance. Turns running away from his brothers have strengthened the few muscles he does have, but those seem few and far between. It's probably not a good idea to under-estimate Kaerlin though, his small, thin stature makes him uncannily quick on his feet and his wiry body has some hidden strength.
Kaerlin's skin is like that of many other boys, slightly browned from exposure to the sun, with only the slightest dusting of freckles across his nose and cheeks. Despite turns under Rukbat's glare, Kaerlin has been unable to gain a heavy tan of any kind - much to his annoyance. Coupled with this slightly tanned skin, Kaerlin's hair colour is nothing out of the ordinary, unless you have a liking for brown hair. A deep dark brown though, Kaerlin's hair closely resembles dark soil, with strands of a darker colour here and there. Kaerlin wears his hair long - long enough to tie back into a small runner-tail - not realizing this only adds to his feminine appearance.
Kaerlin's eyes are probably the most noticeable thing about his face, slightly larger than average, his eyes give him a wide-eyed innocent look that makes people believe he is much less intelligent than he is. In addition, his eyes are oddly coloured, mostly blue, with some green undertones to them, they are some how caught in between, a glorious mix of both. This however, does not draw one away from the emotions on his face. Kaerlin is quick to both smile, and to frown. His facial features are often bright with laughter, thin lips curving up into a full smile. He's never been particularly hairy - he shaves often enough to make sure there's no beard - though his face is often shadowed with just the barest stubble.
Personality: Kaerlin is one of many emotions, and quick ones at that. He almost seems to be much like a green dragon in the way his mood change so rapidly, yet at the same time, Kaerlin can be an utter mystery to every one around him. He likes to keep that little bit of him a secret, likes to play and tease but never letting anyone get close enough to really hurt him.
Most of the time, Kaerlin is full of jokes and playfulness, quick to joke about and pull pranks on anyone he knows can deal with it; though it's even more fun when they can't. Most of the time, one can see a rather large grin on the young man's face, a long with the sparkle in his eyes that suggests that maybe he knows something you don't. It's hardly ever true, for Kaerlin isn't one to get into gossip unless it's really juicy. Optimistic, Kaerlin has a habit of always seeing the bright in the situation, even when the situation may seem completely hopeless.
Loud and annoying most of the time, Kaerlin is one of those people that really gets under your skin. One that makes you want to jump between just to get away from him. He's just the type to make off with something of importance and put it back in the right spot, just to watch you get frustrated and annoyed. He's the type that will walk around, singing at the top his voice, both loudly and badly. For Kaerlin really hasn't an ounce of musical ability in his entire body, yet is under the impression that he really can sing - If you've had a few skins of wine to dull your hearing.
Underneath the playful, cheerful man though, there are always flaws. Kaerlin has a horrid temper for one, it gets set off easily and it much harder to calm down. He holds grudges for long amounts of time (just long enough to play a new prank on someone else. And poof, forgotten.), and has never been known to take a situation seriously at first. He's also possessive of everything her perceives as his; his home, his clothing... his wine. Anything that is his is guarded jealously, and he hates sharing.
Kaerlin is also very insecure about everything about him. He finds it hard to believe that anyone could put up with him long enough to like him. Thus with most relationships, he keeps a part of himself locked up, hidden from them as that if that person leaves, there are still parts of himself that he hasn't given away. Giving a lot but never all.
History: Raren and Kaylina were child hood sweethearts, the boy following the girl everywhere and doing everything she commanded. Completely at her beck and call. As they grew, their love only grew with them and there was no doubt that as soon as Kaylina reached the age, Raren would want to Join with her. Sure enough, the summer of her turning her sixteenth turn, she was married to Raren.
A year later, Kaerlin's first brother was born. Relak was a sturdy lad right from birth and there was no denying he would probably follow in his father's footsteps. Three years after Relak's birth, another boy was born to Kaylina and Raren. Leran, much like his brother but with his mother's quiet observing ways, got on well with his sibling. The boys grew well and healthy. Kaylina was happy with the two of them, and had no real longing for another child. Then, nearly seven turns after Leran's birth, came Kaerlin.
Kaerlin was different from his siblings right from the beginning, he was small and much weaker. However, he was faster on his feet and found climbing like second nature to him. He was also different in temperament, not quiet like his mother and not quite his father's son. Kaerlin was a playful, but secretive boy. With his tiny stature and feminine looks, it was easy to mistake Kaerlin for a girl at a young age, and he tended to hang around them far more than boys of his own age, or older. This generally caused alot of teasing from the others, especially his brothers; who felt, as family it was only their duty to tease the odd duckling out. Holds were generally against homosexual relationships, and as Kaerlin no doubt fit into their stereotypical idea of what that sort of boy would look like. Thus, Kaerlin quickly learnt to either keep his thoughts to himself, and keep away from his brother's and their friends; and knowing when to climb a tree when things got violent.
At six, he didn't really understand the significance of the 'dragon wars', only that it was bad, and shouldn't happen crossed the boys mind. He understood that his parents were worried and that the word 'north' popped up often in conversations, but other than that, he didn't understand the issues that were emerging in the north. At ten turns, he understood a little bit more. Enough to know that Shmee's Impression was a good thing - dragons were wonderful creatures - and that was old enough to learn that her treatment of holders were dramatically better than those of the weyrwomen before her. Old enough to understand that Southern getting along with the weyr of Selenitas was a good thing, although different and old enough to realise that things were changing very quickly.
Then came the years of uncertainty, of fear and wonder. Kaerlin found - at around the age of fifteen - that boys were really far more attractive than girls. Even if he never openly advertised his sexuality, it was fairly obvious. He would get shy around certain men, become a stammering mess, yet the girls he was completely at ease with. An even bigger clue, the girls were completely at ease with him as well. There was nothing they wouldn't tell Kaerlin, despite him being a boy. Though his brothers picked on him to try and stop the other boys doing so, nothing really protects a young mind from insults and nothing can protect from the physical harms that come with boys.
For a long while, he didn't really think about the problems of the weyr, he was holdbred, and everyone knew that the weyr's problems didn't reach the holds. Then the news came, only six months ago: Shmee's death. Poisoned, the whispers said and the general gossip was that Benden did it, but while he knew the weyrs were feuding, he didn't think they would go that far... Right? Apparently, they would... Shmee was a good weyrwoman though... Why would they do that to her?
The attack on Selenitas was the largest event Kaerlin could ever remember happening in his life time, and when the relief caravan went to offer aid, he went too, and when the time came to leave, he chose to stay. Maybe he'd Impress. He'd always hoped to..
Dragons/Whers/Fire Lizards/Salamandyrs:
Name: Picarth (Pi-car-th)
(Pi sounds like a soft i, like in Pills.)
Color: Blue
Age: Hatchling
Physical Appearance:
Personality: Quite the comedian, Picarth is always cracking jokes he has learned or made up. Even if they are horrible and obviously improvise, all he wants to do is make people laugh and feel good. Picarth wants to make people happy even at expense of own emotions, often pushing away his own feelings to help a friend resolve theirs. He tends to bottle up his emotions because he doesn't want those around him to become infected with a bad mood. His motto is; attitudes are contagious, so make sure yours is worth catching. He lives by it, no matter how hard times are. Of course, there are times when he lets his happiness fade and sets his bottled emotions free, and that is in the alone time he shares with his Mine. He trusts his emotions with his Rider, knowing that because of the special bond that was formed between them, he will always be forgiven later for his less than positive outbursts.
It will be well known that Picarth is a lover and not a fighter, he adores females of any species. He sometimes even enjoys the company of Green Whers, preferring to spend time with the cheerful happy ones over the darker or more broody ones. Picarth is very picky about the females he chooses to chase, despite being known to hang around any and all females outside of Flights. He will often chase the same females multiple times, especially the Greens who are on his special "preferred" list. Usually, he will develop relationships quickly with those on the list, finding them in one way or another special to him. Whether it be their personality, physical appearance or something he can't even describe.
Appearance: Blueish Green like the water around an island, Picarth is a handsome male. Darker blue stripes run at random intervals down from the back of his head and all the way to the very tip of his tail, clustering mainly near his spine with a few renegades that can be found farther away. He is of medium height, long and slightly angular around the face, making him the very definition of streamline. Like a knife he will slice through the sky with quick and powerful wing beats, and his movements imbued with agility that can only be obtained with practice and determination. It would be wise for other dragons not to challenge Picarth to an aerial race, for he is undoubtedly one of the fastest Blues that inhabit Selenitas Weyr.
There is a catch. During his hatching, Picarth was hit across his left eye by a brawling pair of his siblings leaving him partly blind in one eye. You can see exactly where the claw hit, because the damaged eye tissue will hold no color while the small portions of undamaged tissue will change and shift as normal. His blind side will be a detriment in battle, and until he is confident in being able to compensate for it, he should remain out of any serious battling. Despite his slight disability Picarth can fly during threadfall as long as he is confined to helping the Golds in lower altitude duty. He will be often sought out to help run supplies between groups and wings because of his swift response and quick flight.
[x] By checking this box, I am saying that I have read the Rules and History, and will follow them.
Humans:
Name: Kaerlin
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (Prefers Men)
Rank: Blue Weyrling
Physical Appearance:
Kaerlin... Well, Kaerlin is the opposite of what you expect of a dragon rider - or potential dragon rider. Right from his youth, Kaerlin has been rather small, standing at his full height of five feet five inches. Rather small by male standards. This bothers him some what, after all, 'Riders are supposed to be talk and handsome aren't they? To try and balance out his tiny height, Kaerlin wears bright colours, usually ones that clash horribly with his skin tone or hair colour.
To add insult to injury, Kaerlin isn't even stocky, doesn't look strong at all. Kaerlin's body type is thin, lanky and oddly feminine. His facial features seem softer than most boys, but with a masculine touch that stops him looking completely feminine. Wide eyes, full lips and softer skin all add to his less than brawny appearance. Turns running away from his brothers have strengthened the few muscles he does have, but those seem few and far between. It's probably not a good idea to under-estimate Kaerlin though, his small, thin stature makes him uncannily quick on his feet and his wiry body has some hidden strength.
Kaerlin's skin is like that of many other boys, slightly browned from exposure to the sun, with only the slightest dusting of freckles across his nose and cheeks. Despite turns under Rukbat's glare, Kaerlin has been unable to gain a heavy tan of any kind - much to his annoyance. Coupled with this slightly tanned skin, Kaerlin's hair colour is nothing out of the ordinary, unless you have a liking for brown hair. A deep dark brown though, Kaerlin's hair closely resembles dark soil, with strands of a darker colour here and there. Kaerlin wears his hair long - long enough to tie back into a small runner-tail - not realizing this only adds to his feminine appearance.
Kaerlin's eyes are probably the most noticeable thing about his face, slightly larger than average, his eyes give him a wide-eyed innocent look that makes people believe he is much less intelligent than he is. In addition, his eyes are oddly coloured, mostly blue, with some green undertones to them, they are some how caught in between, a glorious mix of both. This however, does not draw one away from the emotions on his face. Kaerlin is quick to both smile, and to frown. His facial features are often bright with laughter, thin lips curving up into a full smile. He's never been particularly hairy - he shaves often enough to make sure there's no beard - though his face is often shadowed with just the barest stubble.
Personality: Kaerlin is one of many emotions, and quick ones at that. He almost seems to be much like a green dragon in the way his mood change so rapidly, yet at the same time, Kaerlin can be an utter mystery to every one around him. He likes to keep that little bit of him a secret, likes to play and tease but never letting anyone get close enough to really hurt him.
Most of the time, Kaerlin is full of jokes and playfulness, quick to joke about and pull pranks on anyone he knows can deal with it; though it's even more fun when they can't. Most of the time, one can see a rather large grin on the young man's face, a long with the sparkle in his eyes that suggests that maybe he knows something you don't. It's hardly ever true, for Kaerlin isn't one to get into gossip unless it's really juicy. Optimistic, Kaerlin has a habit of always seeing the bright in the situation, even when the situation may seem completely hopeless.
Loud and annoying most of the time, Kaerlin is one of those people that really gets under your skin. One that makes you want to jump between just to get away from him. He's just the type to make off with something of importance and put it back in the right spot, just to watch you get frustrated and annoyed. He's the type that will walk around, singing at the top his voice, both loudly and badly. For Kaerlin really hasn't an ounce of musical ability in his entire body, yet is under the impression that he really can sing - If you've had a few skins of wine to dull your hearing.
Underneath the playful, cheerful man though, there are always flaws. Kaerlin has a horrid temper for one, it gets set off easily and it much harder to calm down. He holds grudges for long amounts of time (just long enough to play a new prank on someone else. And poof, forgotten.), and has never been known to take a situation seriously at first. He's also possessive of everything her perceives as his; his home, his clothing... his wine. Anything that is his is guarded jealously, and he hates sharing.
Kaerlin is also very insecure about everything about him. He finds it hard to believe that anyone could put up with him long enough to like him. Thus with most relationships, he keeps a part of himself locked up, hidden from them as that if that person leaves, there are still parts of himself that he hasn't given away. Giving a lot but never all.
History: Raren and Kaylina were child hood sweethearts, the boy following the girl everywhere and doing everything she commanded. Completely at her beck and call. As they grew, their love only grew with them and there was no doubt that as soon as Kaylina reached the age, Raren would want to Join with her. Sure enough, the summer of her turning her sixteenth turn, she was married to Raren.
A year later, Kaerlin's first brother was born. Relak was a sturdy lad right from birth and there was no denying he would probably follow in his father's footsteps. Three years after Relak's birth, another boy was born to Kaylina and Raren. Leran, much like his brother but with his mother's quiet observing ways, got on well with his sibling. The boys grew well and healthy. Kaylina was happy with the two of them, and had no real longing for another child. Then, nearly seven turns after Leran's birth, came Kaerlin.
Kaerlin was different from his siblings right from the beginning, he was small and much weaker. However, he was faster on his feet and found climbing like second nature to him. He was also different in temperament, not quiet like his mother and not quite his father's son. Kaerlin was a playful, but secretive boy. With his tiny stature and feminine looks, it was easy to mistake Kaerlin for a girl at a young age, and he tended to hang around them far more than boys of his own age, or older. This generally caused alot of teasing from the others, especially his brothers; who felt, as family it was only their duty to tease the odd duckling out. Holds were generally against homosexual relationships, and as Kaerlin no doubt fit into their stereotypical idea of what that sort of boy would look like. Thus, Kaerlin quickly learnt to either keep his thoughts to himself, and keep away from his brother's and their friends; and knowing when to climb a tree when things got violent.
At six, he didn't really understand the significance of the 'dragon wars', only that it was bad, and shouldn't happen crossed the boys mind. He understood that his parents were worried and that the word 'north' popped up often in conversations, but other than that, he didn't understand the issues that were emerging in the north. At ten turns, he understood a little bit more. Enough to know that Shmee's Impression was a good thing - dragons were wonderful creatures - and that was old enough to learn that her treatment of holders were dramatically better than those of the weyrwomen before her. Old enough to understand that Southern getting along with the weyr of Selenitas was a good thing, although different and old enough to realise that things were changing very quickly.
Then came the years of uncertainty, of fear and wonder. Kaerlin found - at around the age of fifteen - that boys were really far more attractive than girls. Even if he never openly advertised his sexuality, it was fairly obvious. He would get shy around certain men, become a stammering mess, yet the girls he was completely at ease with. An even bigger clue, the girls were completely at ease with him as well. There was nothing they wouldn't tell Kaerlin, despite him being a boy. Though his brothers picked on him to try and stop the other boys doing so, nothing really protects a young mind from insults and nothing can protect from the physical harms that come with boys.
For a long while, he didn't really think about the problems of the weyr, he was holdbred, and everyone knew that the weyr's problems didn't reach the holds. Then the news came, only six months ago: Shmee's death. Poisoned, the whispers said and the general gossip was that Benden did it, but while he knew the weyrs were feuding, he didn't think they would go that far... Right? Apparently, they would... Shmee was a good weyrwoman though... Why would they do that to her?
The attack on Selenitas was the largest event Kaerlin could ever remember happening in his life time, and when the relief caravan went to offer aid, he went too, and when the time came to leave, he chose to stay. Maybe he'd Impress. He'd always hoped to..
Dragons/Whers/Fire Lizards/Salamandyrs:
Name: Picarth (Pi-car-th)
(Pi sounds like a soft i, like in Pills.)
Color: Blue
Age: Hatchling
Physical Appearance:
Personality: Quite the comedian, Picarth is always cracking jokes he has learned or made up. Even if they are horrible and obviously improvise, all he wants to do is make people laugh and feel good. Picarth wants to make people happy even at expense of own emotions, often pushing away his own feelings to help a friend resolve theirs. He tends to bottle up his emotions because he doesn't want those around him to become infected with a bad mood. His motto is; attitudes are contagious, so make sure yours is worth catching. He lives by it, no matter how hard times are. Of course, there are times when he lets his happiness fade and sets his bottled emotions free, and that is in the alone time he shares with his Mine. He trusts his emotions with his Rider, knowing that because of the special bond that was formed between them, he will always be forgiven later for his less than positive outbursts.
It will be well known that Picarth is a lover and not a fighter, he adores females of any species. He sometimes even enjoys the company of Green Whers, preferring to spend time with the cheerful happy ones over the darker or more broody ones. Picarth is very picky about the females he chooses to chase, despite being known to hang around any and all females outside of Flights. He will often chase the same females multiple times, especially the Greens who are on his special "preferred" list. Usually, he will develop relationships quickly with those on the list, finding them in one way or another special to him. Whether it be their personality, physical appearance or something he can't even describe.
Appearance: Blueish Green like the water around an island, Picarth is a handsome male. Darker blue stripes run at random intervals down from the back of his head and all the way to the very tip of his tail, clustering mainly near his spine with a few renegades that can be found farther away. He is of medium height, long and slightly angular around the face, making him the very definition of streamline. Like a knife he will slice through the sky with quick and powerful wing beats, and his movements imbued with agility that can only be obtained with practice and determination. It would be wise for other dragons not to challenge Picarth to an aerial race, for he is undoubtedly one of the fastest Blues that inhabit Selenitas Weyr.
There is a catch. During his hatching, Picarth was hit across his left eye by a brawling pair of his siblings leaving him partly blind in one eye. You can see exactly where the claw hit, because the damaged eye tissue will hold no color while the small portions of undamaged tissue will change and shift as normal. His blind side will be a detriment in battle, and until he is confident in being able to compensate for it, he should remain out of any serious battling. Despite his slight disability Picarth can fly during threadfall as long as he is confined to helping the Golds in lower altitude duty. He will be often sought out to help run supplies between groups and wings because of his swift response and quick flight.
[x] By checking this box, I am saying that I have read the Rules and History, and will follow them.