Z'or of Sea Veiruth

[Boo :3]

The Person

Name: Z'or
Age: Twety-Three
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Rank: Sea Rider

About the Person

Physical Appearance

Standing at the neat height of 5’11” Z'or can’t be considered short, though there are taller males than him about the Weyr. Golden strands of hair fall a few inches below his ears, the hair possessing a natural straightness to it, a look that pleases the male well. It’s easily manageable, a trait the male absolutely adores, and more often than not agrees with Z'or when he combs it.

His eyes are a striking oddity, often a light brown shade, almost honey colored. However, every now and then they tend to change color into a vibrant blue, influenced by high emotions: most commonly anger or lust/passion. He’s light colored, though his skin is able to capture and retain a tanned shade to itself, instead of burning to a neat red crisp and making him look like sea food. On his back are a couple of scratch scars, caused when he impressed Veiruth years ago. A Mineral had mauled him, before the Sea had chosen him to be His.

His favorite known color is blue and gold, along with various shades of green.

Personality

So far he sounds like the perfect dream boy, no? Well, here's were his flaws begin to show. He's a mischievous brat, and he'll admit it. Lazy when it comes to chores, or responsibilities, he will try to avoid and skip them if the chance is given. A natural brat, as some say, he holds little respect to people, mostly only to those that gain it and the Riders. To top it of he's the flirt type, and you can constantly find him trying to woo over a girl.

He does, however, have a more protective and better side of his personality... Only that this side is known solely by those few he allows in and close to his heart: Veiruth being the only one in the list so far. He can be caring and protective, sides only his Sea has ever witnessed and knows of their existence.

Historical Facts

Family

- Father, Zackar
- Mother, Miasu
- Sister, Bina [deceased]

History

The first born child to a not too young couple in a Hold close to the sea. He doesn't remember the name of it, for they promptly moved away after their baby girl was born since it wasn't very healthy for her – who later succumbed and was killed by fevers. The new place they came to call a home wasn't the same as their old Hold but was still a good place to live. Sadly the sea was nowhere in sight to him now, which meant that his fishing trips with his father would never happen. An accident the man had soon helped to end that dream completely, making the sea far more dangerous for a person who was growing old and tired. So he decided to take care of heardbeasts instead. At first Zaor would have none of this, often running away to the woods instead, and returning days later back home. However, as his old man became even older and weaker, he soon begun to help around in their new profession.

When his father finally passed away, leaving his mother and himself on their own, he took over the heardbeast profession, becoming skilled at it. A few of the creatures he considered almost as pets and would not sell them no matter what, and his mother was proud to see him take a liking to a profession her husband had also enjoyed. But as the years passed they had slowly let the business die; now taking care of a handful of creatures.

The fact that his mother was also beginning to grow old and couldn't help with the heard beasts as much as before also aided into the closing of their business. He remained at his home to continue helping on with the few beasts left. When he had turned twenty his mother passed away while sleeping. She was already old, and finally had left the world to reunite with her husband once more. He mourned, before transferring to New South Weyr, wanting to start new and forget the bitter sweet memories of the north. It was here he impressed Veiruth, having been searched by one of the Grass in the Weyr, in time for Gold Golith's last clutch.

While standing at the sands a Mineral had bounded the way of the males, tripping on his overly large wings. Zaor happened to be in the way, and as he turned to move he creature knocked him to the sands, scratching his back multiple times as it scrambled away. The male had been about to be lead away by a Healer, when Veiruth strode towards the two. The Sea had hatched at the beginning and had been viewing the Candidates ever since. Now, finally, he’d stepped forwards, taking Zaor as His. Weyrlinghood was a breeze, and soon they graduated and joined the ranks of New South Weyr.

Miscellaneous

Pets
Storm Cloud Hia - Hatchling
Size: 12 in. or 30 cm.
Color Code: 333333

Description: Neither big nor small, Hia is a flitter right in the middle of the growth range her color is known for. Her body and limbs are all perfectly proportioned and placed, making her a true miniature version of a big Storm Cloud -- and quite a pretty sight to behold. If one could behold it for long, that is. However, no matter how much Z'or or a Healer tried, the flitt always looked as if she were malnourished and weak -- even though she was quite healthy and active. Her forlorn appearance matches her well, and her piteous cries and begs are enough to break anyone's heart in two for all the compassion she makes others feel towards her. Perhaps it is a good thing she likes to hide so much...

Personality: Pessimist as all Storm Clouds, though unlike the bigger beast from which she earned her name for, Hia is quite shy and meek and quiet. It is rare for this creature to fuzz, if she even fuzzes at all, and is often hiding either in Z'or's bed sheets, papers, clothing, bathroom, hair, Veiruth, or any other place she can find. Often she is also with Hialith, when Z'or and his Veiruth have to go away for long, and she blends almost perfectly with the Storm Cloud -- looking like a small speck of a darker gray on the almost silvery dragon. Very loving and giving, but as shy as they come, Hia loves to be loved -- and will love you back with all of her strenght, if you will allow her to do so.

Snow Flake - Hatchling
Size: 8 in. or 20 cm.
Color Code: CFFFFF

Description: For a Snow firelizard, Flake is clearly on the largest of the scale. His white hide has a light coloration of a faint blue into it, which reminded Z'or of the snow he had seen once when young on the Northen Continent. That, and the fact the flitt's coloration is refered to as Snow, inspired the male to name him Flake, the Snow. Or Snow Flake, if you will. He's quite lean and serpentine like in form, attributed to him due to all those rambunctious tricks and daredevil moments he likes to have, much to Z'or's likeness -- and Hia's scoldings.

Personality: Completely opposite from Hia, this flitter is a daredevil and outgoing creature. No lying in the dumps for him, that's for sure! Always active and on the move, it is rare to find him still for long [save oiling] and he's often collecting whatever he can find of interest -- though it sometimes turns to 'stealing' personal belongings of his Keeper, or other people in the Weyr. A good seeker and retriever, he's far better at fetching than taking messages to people -- Faranth knows why.

For DragonRiders

Name of Dragon: Veiruth
Age of Dragon: Three Turns [3]
Color of Dragon: Sea
Size of Dragon: 25 meters
Color Code: 3232CC

Appearance

Small, almost runt sized for a Sea, Veiruth is bordering on the minimal size known for Sea dragons. His hide is neither too bright nor too dark, but a well balanced blue that occasionally lightens or darkens around certain areas of his hide. His wing membranes are a sky blue color. Small and sleek, his body is made more for tight turns and aerial acrobatics, than endurance – and thus he has the need of taking breaks during threadfall, and rarely wins flights. His wings, neck and tail are longer than usual considering his size, but it gives the Sea a snake-like appearance he likes – even if he's too shy and meek to admit it.

Personality

Whenever Veiruth is among a large crowd of dragons who are considerably bigger than him, mainly Storm dragons and up, Veiruth is quite shy and quiet – rarely socializing unless spoken to first. Their larger sizes intimidate him, simple as that. However, have him a round Grass, Snows and other Seas and this dragon will not shut up. Ever. Inquisitive and curious by nature he was always asking his Z'orMine what everything was, and has a nice eye for spotting children with suitable candidate material in them. He loves his Z'orMine to bits, though the Sea rarely ever chases other dragons. He does participate in some flights, though most he loses. Veiruth is convnced that one day they will meet the right bond with the right dragon for him and His – and only then will he give his all to catch her. But, for now, he's content to simply watch, and chase every now and then to give his wings the necessary exercise.

[Zenniel]

Accepted as Searider

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