Post by Aftershock on Sept 19, 2011 21:43:28 GMT -5
Humans:
Name: Maximillian (usually goes by simply Max)
Age: 27 (Born November 5, 2995)
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Rank: Wherhandler - Rescue Squad
Physical Appearance: The first thing one often notices about Maximillian is what he lacks… height. Standing at only 4’5”, the man is perfectly proportioned otherwise, simply… in miniature. He keeps his dark brown hair shorn close to his head, and his bright blue eyes stare out from under heavy brows. His square jaw and firm lips are usually adorned with a somewhat stubbly beard, which some women say makes him look rugged.
He has often been described as handsome by women, and despite his stature he has had no small success when it comes to bedroom conquests… a situation surely helped by his chiseled physique, created and maintained by minework. In addition, outside the mines Maximillian keeps himself neat and tidy, wearing custom-made shirts, pants, and boots, normally in subdued earthen colors, though when with his wher he also enjoys adding a splash of blue to his ensemble with a vest or a belt. When he's working, however, he usually doesn't bother with staying clean, and wears self-modified children's clothing, since he doesn't like spending lots of marks getting custom clothing that's going to get covered in dirt and shredded on rocks.
Personality: Maximillian is often referred to as a clown by those who don’t know him well. This reputation is earned by his often self-depreciating humor, wherein he pokes fun at his own expense before anyone else has the chance to, a habit developed to steal the thunder of those who might try to tease him for his height. He is friendly and open with most people, glad to make friends with anyone who gives him an opening, and almost always has a humorous quip and ready smile on his lips.
Those who know him better, however, know he also has a bad case of “short man syndrome”… if anyone mentions that they think he can’t do something, anything, due to his height, he takes it as a direct challenge, even if the “challenge” was only made in jest. He detests anyone thinking his height makes him any less capable, and will often go to ludicrous extremes to prove himself able to perform anything someone of normal height could… a situation that wins him equal parts renown and trips to the infirmary.
History:
2995 - 3008: Birth, Early Life, Mining in Hyphen
Born in 2995 in Hyphen Hold to holders Maximus and Gillian, Maximillian led a normal childhood, growing up with the other children of Hyphen Hold while his parents, a miner and homemaker, respectively, earned their living. As he got older, however, he began to notice he wasn’t growing like his peers were, and by the age of 10, it was obvious he wasn’t going to grow beyond the height of 4’5”. His body was proportioned normally for his height, and his development in all other areas was unchanged, but he would remain uncommonly short for the rest of his life. Though the other children often mocked him for this, Maximillian never let it affect his attitude, and he always did his best to still make friends and live a normal life. The mocking did have one effect, however, causing the development of his “short man syndrome”. Despite that, though, Maximillian was always the first to joke about his height, even requesting people refer to him simply as Max, since, in his own words, “The length of a man’s name should never exceed the length of his arms.”
Around the age of nine, Max joined the miners of Hyphen, determined to do his part to support the Hold. Though he was (and remained) short, his body was still properly proportioned, and he was still able to get at least near the output of the other miners. In fact, he soon found a way to take advantage of his stature, allowing him to slip into smaller spaces the normal-height miners could not, and he soon earned the nickname “Tunnelsnake” among his peers for his ability to get to more material with less space needing to be cleared. He even went to the few healers of the Hold in order to learn the very basics of setting bones and stopping bleeding, and carried a basic healer’s kit with him when in the tunnels, using his special ability to get to trapped miners before the others could and stabilizing them while the rest of the miners cleared enough room to extract them safely.
Not even two turns after his joining the miners, suddenly there was a call from the Lord Holder stating Selenitas Weyr had pressured him into increasing the output of firestone from the mines by leaps and bounds, leaving the miners little time to harvest ore or coal. Max, having been raised to think of the dragonriders of Selenitas as unnecessary relics of an ancient time where Thread was a threat, grumbled with the rest of the miners about the extra work... though when Thread actually began falling again soon after, his opinion of the southern Weyr shifted more towards the positive.
3008 - 3015: Impression of Maximisk, Move to Selenitas
In turn 3008, Max attended a wher hatching of a clutch of wher eggs the Hold had traded for. It was at this hatching that he Impressed Maximisk, and with his new bonded, he became even more efficient in the mines, with him going ahead and finding good veins, and then having Maximisk use their bond to dig a direct route to his location. Max was definitely the “face” of the handler pair, with the other miners often joking about the “Tunnelsnake and his solid-ice wher”, but Max never let them be too hard on Maximisk, often doing his best to pull attention towards himself with self-depreciation in order to spare his wher when the teasing became particularly vicious.
It was sometime in turn 3014 that Max heard word of a Night Sentinel being established in Selenitas Weyr. With general dislike of the Weyr widespread in Hyphen, he didn’t think much of it at first, but soon he felt the urge to find out more about it, and eventually realized he could do a lot of good if he joined it, since he was already well involved in mine rescues in Hyphen’s mines. Giving fond farewells to (most) of his fellow miners, Max and Maximisk packed up in late 3015, and headed northeast to Selenitas Weyr.
3015 - 3017: Selenitas Weyr, Night Sentinel, Hyphen Gather, Selenitas Earthquake
He settled quickly into the Night Sentinel, and life soon became “normal” once more, though it was a bit of a transition from the large numbers of people at the Hold to the much more personal experience one has at a Weyr. Much of the Weyr politics often did not concern the wherhandler, seeing as generally the evening schedules of a handler left him out of most of Weyr politics. The Wasteland/native Selenitas division was mostly invisible to Max, considering Wasteland was already well established by the time he had arrived. The first time he truly heard about Wastelanders as a separate entity was after the culling of Millieth's clutch in 3015, when many of his fellow wherhandlers, related or in relationships with dragonriders, spoke angrily of the occurance and the viciousness shown by the Wastelanders at the event. He still never had personal dealings with the Wastelanders for the most part, though he eventually came to know Hinsero of brown Hinsesk once the Wastelander had joined the wherlings.
Things became a bit stressful in 3016, when Max attended a Gather in Hyphen Hold. He spent much of his time catching up with many of his old miner friends, and drinking plenty of klah to keep himself conscious from the schedule shift. Suddenly, however, chaos erupted as he heard cries of murder, and then there were dragons in the air. Max used his small size to advantage and escaped the stampede of panicked Holders without getting crushed, and as he escaped back to Selenitas, he saw the clouds of smoke from the jungle being burned. Only after he had returned to Selenitas and spoken to his fellow handlers in the days following did he discover the reason for the disaster, and his opinion of the Wastelanders worsened further for it.
His life, as well as the rest of the Weyr, was sent into upheaval (sometimes quite literally) by the great Selenitas Earthquake in 3017. During the disaster, Max and Maximisk were truly put to the test, and many lives were saved thanks to his experience dealing with mine accidents and disasters. After the chaos was over, though, and the move to Burimyu was complete, Max realized something… with so many lives lost, and the strength of the Weyr at an all-time low, he would have to step up take a much more direct role in the Weyr than he had previously.
3017 - 3018: New Selenitas Weyr, Impression of Nefertiti, Night Beasts, New Love
Max and Maximisk settled into the new Selenitas Weyr, as it was called, quickly, and soon he was exploring the tunnels of the ancient Weyr and helping those who might have been injured wandering too far from the known halls... including a young woman named Sena, and a greenrider named Ruliana, who had been exploring the ruins of the old Selenitas Weyr when Max and Maximisk had gone out in search of a young girl's doll. Thing were quite uneventful, until mid-3017, when his attendance of a razorclaw hatching outside the wherhandler apartments ended with his Impression to a female razorclaw, Nefertiti.
He quickly adapted to his new companion, and things settled down to normalcy once more until a fateful evening in 3018 when a number of strange creatures assaulted a team of patrolling whers. It was chaos for the handlers as they attempted to both battle the dangerous creatures and save their injured fellow handlers... and it was the second one that Max and Maximisk were directly involved with, working with new wherling Serissa in an attempt to save the savaged Darmori. Unfortunately, despite a risky between directly to the Infirmary, Darmori was lost, as well as fellow handler Ceryl, though the remaining creatures were driven off by the other handlers before more losses were sustained.
The entire wherhandler crew fell into a bit of a tense depression at that point, having lost two of their own, and unaware of when the strange creatures might attack once again. Max was finally pulled from this funk when a chance meeting with a drunk young greenhandler named Kalina lead to an adventure exploring the abandoned tunnels of the Weyr Max and Maximisk patrolled nightly... an adventure that ended with a lack of clothing and a new appreciation for one another. Max and Kalina's new relationship bloomed quickly, and at long last, things seemed to be looking up.
3018 - 3023: Northern Weyr War, Pern Summit, New Beginnings
Though he was not involved in much outside the evenings activities, Max's involvement with Kalina got him information concerning what was happening during the daylight hours. He heard of an apparent alliance with Benden Weyr, and that the riders of Selenitas would soon join the Northern Weyr War in an attempt to end it once and for all. Finally, in early 3019, it happened, and Selenitas riders went north to battle with Benden against Fort. Luckily, Kalina was not involved too directly, mostly because she became pregnant, and in late 3019, little Makeluis came into the world. Not soon after, having a child to raise together now, Kalina and Max decided to take their relationship to the next level, and move in together as weyrmates.
After the war was concluded, a Pern summit was held, and it was decided that the riders and weyrfolk from the Weyrs would be pooled, then divided between Selenitas Weyr and the new Inverness Weyr in the north. Luckily, with Max and Kalina being weyrmated, and all whers staying in Selenitas unless their handler specifically requested a transfer (or they were crafters), Kalina stayed in Selenitas with Max, and life, it seemed, would settle back into normalcy once more... though now with a partner to bring adventure to his life.
Age: 14 turns
Born: December of 3008
Appearance: When it comes to other blue whers, this one's size is quite a bit below average. His body is compact and stocky, with thickly rolling muscle, as if someone tried to take the mass of a blue and put it in the size of a green. His tail is around average, if not a little longer, than is normal for his color, as if to make up for this fact. His wings, also, are around normal for his size, though appearing larger due to his more compact body. Being a domestic wher, however, they're still not enough to give him any lift.
His hide is a dark blue, like the sky just after the sun has set. The only notable thing is the fact that the shade of his hide varies in places, giving the illusion of shadows - mostly over his chest and the main bulk of his body.
Due to his body being smaller than most blues (and his legs, therefore, being shorter), this blue is quite a bit slower than other males when it comes to movement through average jungle or forest terrain. However, he has an advantage when it comes to severe undergrowth (where his smaller body can fit through easier) and more wide-open areas (where his dense muscle mass lets him make powerful jumps across the terrain). The blue is not very fond of water, though, despite the fact that his wings and tail would make him an excellent swimmer.
Personality: This blue is quite intelligent, and has a decent amount of common sense - more so than most humans. He is fair, always willing to listen to both sides of any story before making up his mind. Slow and deliberate as he is in his movements on land, so is he when making a decision. However, with his intelligence, common sense, and sense of fair play, the blue also has a colder side to him… or at least, what appears to be a cold side.
He is rather shy, this blue - and that shyness tends to lead others to see him as cold or distant. It will be easy for others to see him as antisocial, when really he just needs help coming out of his shell (so to speak). He is very aware of everything he does, but is under the impression that everyone else is just as critical of his every action as he is himself, so often believes that most people are just waiting for a mistake to reveal itself so they can call him on it. This perception causes him to remain distant from most others beyond His and those His are close to, though he doesn’t seem bothered by the impression he gives others… it is what it is, and he would rather keep himself distant as a precaution than try to make himself liked and end up looking the fool. Any who are patient enough to work him out of his shell will find in him what His already knows… a fiercely loyal and protective friend who will trust them to the ends of Pern and back.
Born: Cloudy Skies Clutch
Date of Birth: August 3017
Age: 5
Appearance: Quite large, even for a female, this lady is anything but round. She is sleek, elegantly built and well muscled. She stands tall, almost imposing with sharp golden eyes and powerful wings. Her wingspan is impressive and her wings have a wide, eagle like shape that make her a fantastic glider. The only downside is that she will be less agile among trees and corridors. Her talons are also long, good for catching fish and mammals, but less skilled at landing on the ground. Oddly, this girl does possess some ability to see well in the dark and shadows. Though she will never be nocturnal, she may been seen awake long after the sun sets, especially on nights when the moon is bright.
Her color is also stunning. Most of her body is a brilliant silver grey. The tips of her wings and tail feathers are a cream white that stands out against the darker silver when she flies. This white also covers downy tuffs of feathers around her talons and a splash under her chin. The rest of her body is solidly colored, though she does share the black mask over her eyes and beak of the rest of her siblings.
Personality: A queen in an avian body, this female is full of pride and vanity. She is quite aware of how strong and beautiful she is and is of the firm belief that all should treat her with respect. Anyone who insults her or ignores her will be in for a loud and painful rebuke. To her few friends, however, she is very loyal and even friendly and kind. This is especially true for her bonded and extends to razorclaws, humans and dragonkin alike, including salamanders. She'll still perch proudly over them, but her special friends will receive extra favor and protection from any who threaten them.
While her bond may not be as strong as her siblings, this female is tolerant and respectful of her bonded. She'll show her affection in the form of caresses or grooming her human's hair with her beak. She enjoys hunting, but is always wiling to share her bounty with her human and his charges as well as accept the odd treat or two. She is also quite clever and can be well trained if one has patience. She won't work for just anyone, though, and her bonded will likely be the only one to receive such favor. Mind she doesn't get too close to unwary fire lizards and salamanders as any who annoy her will probably be lunch.
Males had better be large and showy to Impress this lovely lady. She'll take none but the best as her mate. Unlike her mother, this girl is very territorial and can be quite aggressive towards other females who invade what she considers her territory. Older females might be given some respect, if that respect is return in kind, but during mating flights she may be known to steal males from other females.
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Name: Maximillian (usually goes by simply Max)
Age: 27 (Born November 5, 2995)
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Rank: Wherhandler - Rescue Squad
Physical Appearance: The first thing one often notices about Maximillian is what he lacks… height. Standing at only 4’5”, the man is perfectly proportioned otherwise, simply… in miniature. He keeps his dark brown hair shorn close to his head, and his bright blue eyes stare out from under heavy brows. His square jaw and firm lips are usually adorned with a somewhat stubbly beard, which some women say makes him look rugged.
He has often been described as handsome by women, and despite his stature he has had no small success when it comes to bedroom conquests… a situation surely helped by his chiseled physique, created and maintained by minework. In addition, outside the mines Maximillian keeps himself neat and tidy, wearing custom-made shirts, pants, and boots, normally in subdued earthen colors, though when with his wher he also enjoys adding a splash of blue to his ensemble with a vest or a belt. When he's working, however, he usually doesn't bother with staying clean, and wears self-modified children's clothing, since he doesn't like spending lots of marks getting custom clothing that's going to get covered in dirt and shredded on rocks.
Personality: Maximillian is often referred to as a clown by those who don’t know him well. This reputation is earned by his often self-depreciating humor, wherein he pokes fun at his own expense before anyone else has the chance to, a habit developed to steal the thunder of those who might try to tease him for his height. He is friendly and open with most people, glad to make friends with anyone who gives him an opening, and almost always has a humorous quip and ready smile on his lips.
Those who know him better, however, know he also has a bad case of “short man syndrome”… if anyone mentions that they think he can’t do something, anything, due to his height, he takes it as a direct challenge, even if the “challenge” was only made in jest. He detests anyone thinking his height makes him any less capable, and will often go to ludicrous extremes to prove himself able to perform anything someone of normal height could… a situation that wins him equal parts renown and trips to the infirmary.
History:
2995 - 3008: Birth, Early Life, Mining in Hyphen
Born in 2995 in Hyphen Hold to holders Maximus and Gillian, Maximillian led a normal childhood, growing up with the other children of Hyphen Hold while his parents, a miner and homemaker, respectively, earned their living. As he got older, however, he began to notice he wasn’t growing like his peers were, and by the age of 10, it was obvious he wasn’t going to grow beyond the height of 4’5”. His body was proportioned normally for his height, and his development in all other areas was unchanged, but he would remain uncommonly short for the rest of his life. Though the other children often mocked him for this, Maximillian never let it affect his attitude, and he always did his best to still make friends and live a normal life. The mocking did have one effect, however, causing the development of his “short man syndrome”. Despite that, though, Maximillian was always the first to joke about his height, even requesting people refer to him simply as Max, since, in his own words, “The length of a man’s name should never exceed the length of his arms.”
Around the age of nine, Max joined the miners of Hyphen, determined to do his part to support the Hold. Though he was (and remained) short, his body was still properly proportioned, and he was still able to get at least near the output of the other miners. In fact, he soon found a way to take advantage of his stature, allowing him to slip into smaller spaces the normal-height miners could not, and he soon earned the nickname “Tunnelsnake” among his peers for his ability to get to more material with less space needing to be cleared. He even went to the few healers of the Hold in order to learn the very basics of setting bones and stopping bleeding, and carried a basic healer’s kit with him when in the tunnels, using his special ability to get to trapped miners before the others could and stabilizing them while the rest of the miners cleared enough room to extract them safely.
Not even two turns after his joining the miners, suddenly there was a call from the Lord Holder stating Selenitas Weyr had pressured him into increasing the output of firestone from the mines by leaps and bounds, leaving the miners little time to harvest ore or coal. Max, having been raised to think of the dragonriders of Selenitas as unnecessary relics of an ancient time where Thread was a threat, grumbled with the rest of the miners about the extra work... though when Thread actually began falling again soon after, his opinion of the southern Weyr shifted more towards the positive.
3008 - 3015: Impression of Maximisk, Move to Selenitas
In turn 3008, Max attended a wher hatching of a clutch of wher eggs the Hold had traded for. It was at this hatching that he Impressed Maximisk, and with his new bonded, he became even more efficient in the mines, with him going ahead and finding good veins, and then having Maximisk use their bond to dig a direct route to his location. Max was definitely the “face” of the handler pair, with the other miners often joking about the “Tunnelsnake and his solid-ice wher”, but Max never let them be too hard on Maximisk, often doing his best to pull attention towards himself with self-depreciation in order to spare his wher when the teasing became particularly vicious.
It was sometime in turn 3014 that Max heard word of a Night Sentinel being established in Selenitas Weyr. With general dislike of the Weyr widespread in Hyphen, he didn’t think much of it at first, but soon he felt the urge to find out more about it, and eventually realized he could do a lot of good if he joined it, since he was already well involved in mine rescues in Hyphen’s mines. Giving fond farewells to (most) of his fellow miners, Max and Maximisk packed up in late 3015, and headed northeast to Selenitas Weyr.
3015 - 3017: Selenitas Weyr, Night Sentinel, Hyphen Gather, Selenitas Earthquake
He settled quickly into the Night Sentinel, and life soon became “normal” once more, though it was a bit of a transition from the large numbers of people at the Hold to the much more personal experience one has at a Weyr. Much of the Weyr politics often did not concern the wherhandler, seeing as generally the evening schedules of a handler left him out of most of Weyr politics. The Wasteland/native Selenitas division was mostly invisible to Max, considering Wasteland was already well established by the time he had arrived. The first time he truly heard about Wastelanders as a separate entity was after the culling of Millieth's clutch in 3015, when many of his fellow wherhandlers, related or in relationships with dragonriders, spoke angrily of the occurance and the viciousness shown by the Wastelanders at the event. He still never had personal dealings with the Wastelanders for the most part, though he eventually came to know Hinsero of brown Hinsesk once the Wastelander had joined the wherlings.
Things became a bit stressful in 3016, when Max attended a Gather in Hyphen Hold. He spent much of his time catching up with many of his old miner friends, and drinking plenty of klah to keep himself conscious from the schedule shift. Suddenly, however, chaos erupted as he heard cries of murder, and then there were dragons in the air. Max used his small size to advantage and escaped the stampede of panicked Holders without getting crushed, and as he escaped back to Selenitas, he saw the clouds of smoke from the jungle being burned. Only after he had returned to Selenitas and spoken to his fellow handlers in the days following did he discover the reason for the disaster, and his opinion of the Wastelanders worsened further for it.
His life, as well as the rest of the Weyr, was sent into upheaval (sometimes quite literally) by the great Selenitas Earthquake in 3017. During the disaster, Max and Maximisk were truly put to the test, and many lives were saved thanks to his experience dealing with mine accidents and disasters. After the chaos was over, though, and the move to Burimyu was complete, Max realized something… with so many lives lost, and the strength of the Weyr at an all-time low, he would have to step up take a much more direct role in the Weyr than he had previously.
3017 - 3018: New Selenitas Weyr, Impression of Nefertiti, Night Beasts, New Love
Max and Maximisk settled into the new Selenitas Weyr, as it was called, quickly, and soon he was exploring the tunnels of the ancient Weyr and helping those who might have been injured wandering too far from the known halls... including a young woman named Sena, and a greenrider named Ruliana, who had been exploring the ruins of the old Selenitas Weyr when Max and Maximisk had gone out in search of a young girl's doll. Thing were quite uneventful, until mid-3017, when his attendance of a razorclaw hatching outside the wherhandler apartments ended with his Impression to a female razorclaw, Nefertiti.
He quickly adapted to his new companion, and things settled down to normalcy once more until a fateful evening in 3018 when a number of strange creatures assaulted a team of patrolling whers. It was chaos for the handlers as they attempted to both battle the dangerous creatures and save their injured fellow handlers... and it was the second one that Max and Maximisk were directly involved with, working with new wherling Serissa in an attempt to save the savaged Darmori. Unfortunately, despite a risky between directly to the Infirmary, Darmori was lost, as well as fellow handler Ceryl, though the remaining creatures were driven off by the other handlers before more losses were sustained.
The entire wherhandler crew fell into a bit of a tense depression at that point, having lost two of their own, and unaware of when the strange creatures might attack once again. Max was finally pulled from this funk when a chance meeting with a drunk young greenhandler named Kalina lead to an adventure exploring the abandoned tunnels of the Weyr Max and Maximisk patrolled nightly... an adventure that ended with a lack of clothing and a new appreciation for one another. Max and Kalina's new relationship bloomed quickly, and at long last, things seemed to be looking up.
3018 - 3023: Northern Weyr War, Pern Summit, New Beginnings
Though he was not involved in much outside the evenings activities, Max's involvement with Kalina got him information concerning what was happening during the daylight hours. He heard of an apparent alliance with Benden Weyr, and that the riders of Selenitas would soon join the Northern Weyr War in an attempt to end it once and for all. Finally, in early 3019, it happened, and Selenitas riders went north to battle with Benden against Fort. Luckily, Kalina was not involved too directly, mostly because she became pregnant, and in late 3019, little Makeluis came into the world. Not soon after, having a child to raise together now, Kalina and Max decided to take their relationship to the next level, and move in together as weyrmates.
After the war was concluded, a Pern summit was held, and it was decided that the riders and weyrfolk from the Weyrs would be pooled, then divided between Selenitas Weyr and the new Inverness Weyr in the north. Luckily, with Max and Kalina being weyrmated, and all whers staying in Selenitas unless their handler specifically requested a transfer (or they were crafters), Kalina stayed in Selenitas with Max, and life, it seemed, would settle back into normalcy once more... though now with a partner to bring adventure to his life.
Wher Maximisk
[/size]Age: 14 turns
Born: December of 3008
Appearance: When it comes to other blue whers, this one's size is quite a bit below average. His body is compact and stocky, with thickly rolling muscle, as if someone tried to take the mass of a blue and put it in the size of a green. His tail is around average, if not a little longer, than is normal for his color, as if to make up for this fact. His wings, also, are around normal for his size, though appearing larger due to his more compact body. Being a domestic wher, however, they're still not enough to give him any lift.
His hide is a dark blue, like the sky just after the sun has set. The only notable thing is the fact that the shade of his hide varies in places, giving the illusion of shadows - mostly over his chest and the main bulk of his body.
Due to his body being smaller than most blues (and his legs, therefore, being shorter), this blue is quite a bit slower than other males when it comes to movement through average jungle or forest terrain. However, he has an advantage when it comes to severe undergrowth (where his smaller body can fit through easier) and more wide-open areas (where his dense muscle mass lets him make powerful jumps across the terrain). The blue is not very fond of water, though, despite the fact that his wings and tail would make him an excellent swimmer.
Personality: This blue is quite intelligent, and has a decent amount of common sense - more so than most humans. He is fair, always willing to listen to both sides of any story before making up his mind. Slow and deliberate as he is in his movements on land, so is he when making a decision. However, with his intelligence, common sense, and sense of fair play, the blue also has a colder side to him… or at least, what appears to be a cold side.
He is rather shy, this blue - and that shyness tends to lead others to see him as cold or distant. It will be easy for others to see him as antisocial, when really he just needs help coming out of his shell (so to speak). He is very aware of everything he does, but is under the impression that everyone else is just as critical of his every action as he is himself, so often believes that most people are just waiting for a mistake to reveal itself so they can call him on it. This perception causes him to remain distant from most others beyond His and those His are close to, though he doesn’t seem bothered by the impression he gives others… it is what it is, and he would rather keep himself distant as a precaution than try to make himself liked and end up looking the fool. Any who are patient enough to work him out of his shell will find in him what His already knows… a fiercely loyal and protective friend who will trust them to the ends of Pern and back.
Female Razorclaw Nefertiti
[/center][/size]Born: Cloudy Skies Clutch
Date of Birth: August 3017
Age: 5
Appearance: Quite large, even for a female, this lady is anything but round. She is sleek, elegantly built and well muscled. She stands tall, almost imposing with sharp golden eyes and powerful wings. Her wingspan is impressive and her wings have a wide, eagle like shape that make her a fantastic glider. The only downside is that she will be less agile among trees and corridors. Her talons are also long, good for catching fish and mammals, but less skilled at landing on the ground. Oddly, this girl does possess some ability to see well in the dark and shadows. Though she will never be nocturnal, she may been seen awake long after the sun sets, especially on nights when the moon is bright.
Her color is also stunning. Most of her body is a brilliant silver grey. The tips of her wings and tail feathers are a cream white that stands out against the darker silver when she flies. This white also covers downy tuffs of feathers around her talons and a splash under her chin. The rest of her body is solidly colored, though she does share the black mask over her eyes and beak of the rest of her siblings.
Personality: A queen in an avian body, this female is full of pride and vanity. She is quite aware of how strong and beautiful she is and is of the firm belief that all should treat her with respect. Anyone who insults her or ignores her will be in for a loud and painful rebuke. To her few friends, however, she is very loyal and even friendly and kind. This is especially true for her bonded and extends to razorclaws, humans and dragonkin alike, including salamanders. She'll still perch proudly over them, but her special friends will receive extra favor and protection from any who threaten them.
While her bond may not be as strong as her siblings, this female is tolerant and respectful of her bonded. She'll show her affection in the form of caresses or grooming her human's hair with her beak. She enjoys hunting, but is always wiling to share her bounty with her human and his charges as well as accept the odd treat or two. She is also quite clever and can be well trained if one has patience. She won't work for just anyone, though, and her bonded will likely be the only one to receive such favor. Mind she doesn't get too close to unwary fire lizards and salamanders as any who annoy her will probably be lunch.
Males had better be large and showy to Impress this lovely lady. She'll take none but the best as her mate. Unlike her mother, this girl is very territorial and can be quite aggressive towards other females who invade what she considers her territory. Older females might be given some respect, if that respect is return in kind, but during mating flights she may be known to steal males from other females.
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