Post by ShadowReine on Feb 26, 2008 22:02:01 GMT -5
The Person
About the Person:
Historical Facts:
For Dragonriders:
Name: T'dor
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Rank: Weyrling
About the Person:
Physical Appearance:
Tinidor is, for his age, tall and well built and likely to grow into a large man. He is tanned from the southern heat, his eyes being a light grey blue and his hair light blonde, almost white in certain lights. His features are blocky and heavy with a square chin and a heavy brow. He wears his hair cropped short, but otherwise tends not to take a great deal of care of his appearance. He moves slowly, already developing the caution of a big man who knows his strength. His voice is a rich, deep baritone, quite pleasant to the ear. For clothing, he prefers earth tones, browns and beiges, and seldom wears bright colors or jewelry.
Personality:
Tinidor is a quiet, patient, and mature young man. These are his virtues, but they also contribute to his faults. For one thing, he is, in fact shy, despite, or perhaps because of, his size. He often has to be drawn out of his shell, the kind of person who would cheerfully spend an entire Gather sitting on a rock in a far off corner watching and sketching. Or maybe just not attend. For another, he procrastinates, and often has to be pushed to make a decision.
He values courage, honor and loyalty. His quietness and tendency to react slowly may be mistaken for stupidity; but anyone doing that would be underestimating him. While no genius, he is a reasonably intelligent young man who has always done well in his Harper lessons. He despises violence between humans, and will often step in to stop a fight if he sees one occurring. To say he has a long fuse would be an understatement: Sometimes he doesn't get mad even when it would be quite reasonable to do so. If he must use a weapon, he prefers words.
Historical Facts:
Family: Father: Z'dor, earth rider. Mother: Tinilla, cook. Half-sister Canilla, weyrbrat
Pets: Earth firelizard Rock
History:
Tinidor's history starts in a way not too atypical in the Weyr. His father's dragon lost a flight...and his mother took advantage of the fact. She had had her eye on the earth rider for a long time, and shamelessly seduced him. With time, he came to realize her very real charms, and the two were weyrmates for several turns. Tinidor was the only produce of this relationship. Two turns after he was born, his father was killed in a freak accident...caught in another dragon's flame. Five turns later, his mother entered into a new relationship, this time with a journeyman harper, which produced his sister Canilla. That birth was difficult, and the Healers recommended she have no further children.
Tinidor himself grew up partly under his mother's eye, but mostly in the Weyr creche as she worked hard in the kitchens. His sister was somebody to protect. His father was a hero figure, distant and barely remembered. His mother was the person who always had a special treat for her children.
He grew strong and he grew big. Z'dor had been a large man...well over six feet tall and solidly built. Tinilla was hardly a small woman even allowing for her profession (Whoever saw a skinny cook?). It was no surprise that Tinidor was large for his age from five onwards...and almost the spitting image of his father. They were quite different in personality, though. Z'dor had been bold and brash...his son was quiet, cautious, and thought everything through...traits that made some start predicting he would Impress an earth dragon from a fairly early age.
He did reasonably well in his Harper lessons, but showed no interest in apprenticing. He was determined to become a rider. He became a Candidate at the minimum allowed age, and has stood since with no success...but he has turns yet. He's not worried...yet.
Then it happened. He stepped out onto the Sands for Lilith's maiden clutch and jokingly told the hatchlings to 'Come out'. The first egg hatched in that moment and Emperoth did indeed come out, promptly bowling over his young rider.
For Dragonriders:
Name of Dragon: Emperoth
Age of Dragon: Hatchling
Color of Dragon: Mineral
Appearance of Dragon: Emperoth is a light honey colored bronze. He has darker wing membranes, and a dark stripe that runs down his head, but stops when his neck starts. His underbelly is a little darker than his normal hide coloring, but not as dark as the stripe down his forehead. Emperoth, though he may seem to be large, is only 35 meters in length.
Personality of Dragon: If one can be lazy, and not be a Storm cloud, it is Emperoth. This dragon, if not told to exercise daily, just lounges around. Along with his laziness, he has a mellow personality. He never takes sides, no matter what, and can be described as almost lax.
Other: Fellis juice.
