Post by phlysolo on Dec 23, 2008 1:56:52 GMT -5
Name: R'skel
Age: 16
Rank: Weyrling
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual, a few bisexual tendencies here and there.
Appearance: For a youth who spent the majority of his young life on a ship gallivanting across the wide oceans of Pern, Rheneskel surprisingly lacks a tan. His face and skin might be a little weathered and wind beaten, but he retains a rather creamy pigmentation that is slightly more susceptible to sunburns than anyone else who lives a life at sea. His frame isn't all that muscular either, for all he wishes he had the bulk of some of his elder male friends and companions. Fortunately, he has an excellent build and considers himself much stronger than the average youth his age, bulging muscles or not. Standing just at just under six feet, his height is unimpressive.
Unlike most boys who probably prize their handsome, attention drawing faces, Rhen's is marred by a rather impressive accumulation of scars from various fishing accidents, brawls, and the like. One particular scar runs from just under his temple, across his cheek, and end at the top of his upper lip. Other than that, the boy's face is round and youthful, his hazel eyes bright and cunning. Though he is now well into developing good land-legs, his dark hair retains it's wind swept appearance.
Personality: Loud and boisterous, Rhenaskel has no problem speaking his mind. Lucky for those around him, he isn't arrogant or overly assertive. His time spent on boats with men much older than he, Rhen actually has respect for his elders and knows that most of them have gotten to such an old age because they do actually know more than he does. The young man's upbringing also has drilled into him the fact that he needs to be cautious and have situational awareness at all times. Generally, this leads him to believe that he knows far more than anyone his age - Weyrling, Candidate, or anyone in between. Still, the young man isn't privy to voice such quarrelsome injunctions, as he's never been fond of arguments.
What really makes this young man far more different than any of his peer is the fact that, if asked about his parents or family, he becomes instantly annoyed and surely. Why? Well, he's suffering from a severe case of amnesia. While his memory was addled, his personality was so strongly engraved into the youth, he will act no other way. His is completely intact in all his mannerisms except for the fact that he cannot remember who he came from or who he actually is. He knows that he has an innate sense of the sea and ocean and that he can navigate quite well, but has absolutely no idea why. If asked, he'll claim that he's a lucky fisher or that he simply had a good guess, but in reality, he really just doesn't now how he knows certain things.
History:
There really isn't much to Rhenaskel's history. Well, that's at least what he'll say. Truthfully, Rhenaskel couldn't honestly tell anyone who his parents were or where he was born because, simply, he cannot recall. However, it is easy to guess based on how he was discovered on the shores of Nyocia Weyr's beach.
He probably was born to a small family of fishers living in a SeaHold somewhere in the South. It is likely that he had a siblings and that from the moment of his birth, he was raised to follow in his father's footsteps as a fisher. As early as was possible, his father probably took him, and any older siblings the youth might have had (save the females, of course), out to sea, teaching him the rough basics of what he needed to know to navigate oceans and make it home safely through storms and rough seas.
Rhen likely received many of his scars performing many of his tasks on a large fishing boat. His long scar across his face was most likely attained by having some sort of mishap with a large fish hook, line, or reel. His life, up until this point, has probably been exceedingly rough, forcing the young lad to toughen up at a much younger age and experience things that few children probably have. Despite that, he turned out the better for it and probably enjoyed his exciting life where he got to meet pretty new girls at every harbor, drink and swear like the best of sailors, and enjoy the freedom and danger of a life at sea.
Of course, this wasn't without a cost. His stop at Nyocia Weyr was not expected, not planned. Rough weather and a deceivingly shallow tide brought him to the Weyr. The boat he was on crashed...There were no other survivors...
Pets: N/A
Other: His arrival at Nyocia Weyr is going to be RPed out
If Rider
Dragon Color and Name: Teal Erosth
Name Origin: The Greek (and better >.>) name for one of Aphrodite’s more famous sons, Eros is said to shoot heart-tipped arrows at people and make them fall in love.
Age: Hatchling
Appearance: Erosth’s hide is only a shade darker than teal and almost nothing seems to be different from that color. The only thing that ruins his almost pure color is a bright green that tips his headknobs, tail, and toes. Like most Teals, he also has something a bit off about his build- Erosth could almost be described as chubby. He’s on the heavyset side, but somehow seems to give that a plump look rather than the powerful one most dragons with similar appearances do. Despite that, he is still plenty agile and has better endurance than most dragons his size- 29 meters.
Personality: Erosth is a romantic. He thinks the most of everything and expects everything from the slightest happening. The world has to turn out well, it’s just not to great too not! He almost completely lacks in worries, even Thread doesn’t intimidate him. “It’s just a poor little worm trying to carry out its lot in life, anyways.” Too bad that lot is something that isn’t the slightest bit beneficial for Pern. He’ll still readily fight it though, he has no worries whatsoever about that, of course.
Color Code: darkcyan or 008b8b
Password: Needlethorn.
Age: 16
Rank: Weyrling
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual, a few bisexual tendencies here and there.
Appearance: For a youth who spent the majority of his young life on a ship gallivanting across the wide oceans of Pern, Rheneskel surprisingly lacks a tan. His face and skin might be a little weathered and wind beaten, but he retains a rather creamy pigmentation that is slightly more susceptible to sunburns than anyone else who lives a life at sea. His frame isn't all that muscular either, for all he wishes he had the bulk of some of his elder male friends and companions. Fortunately, he has an excellent build and considers himself much stronger than the average youth his age, bulging muscles or not. Standing just at just under six feet, his height is unimpressive.
Unlike most boys who probably prize their handsome, attention drawing faces, Rhen's is marred by a rather impressive accumulation of scars from various fishing accidents, brawls, and the like. One particular scar runs from just under his temple, across his cheek, and end at the top of his upper lip. Other than that, the boy's face is round and youthful, his hazel eyes bright and cunning. Though he is now well into developing good land-legs, his dark hair retains it's wind swept appearance.
Personality: Loud and boisterous, Rhenaskel has no problem speaking his mind. Lucky for those around him, he isn't arrogant or overly assertive. His time spent on boats with men much older than he, Rhen actually has respect for his elders and knows that most of them have gotten to such an old age because they do actually know more than he does. The young man's upbringing also has drilled into him the fact that he needs to be cautious and have situational awareness at all times. Generally, this leads him to believe that he knows far more than anyone his age - Weyrling, Candidate, or anyone in between. Still, the young man isn't privy to voice such quarrelsome injunctions, as he's never been fond of arguments.
What really makes this young man far more different than any of his peer is the fact that, if asked about his parents or family, he becomes instantly annoyed and surely. Why? Well, he's suffering from a severe case of amnesia. While his memory was addled, his personality was so strongly engraved into the youth, he will act no other way. His is completely intact in all his mannerisms except for the fact that he cannot remember who he came from or who he actually is. He knows that he has an innate sense of the sea and ocean and that he can navigate quite well, but has absolutely no idea why. If asked, he'll claim that he's a lucky fisher or that he simply had a good guess, but in reality, he really just doesn't now how he knows certain things.
History:
There really isn't much to Rhenaskel's history. Well, that's at least what he'll say. Truthfully, Rhenaskel couldn't honestly tell anyone who his parents were or where he was born because, simply, he cannot recall. However, it is easy to guess based on how he was discovered on the shores of Nyocia Weyr's beach.
He probably was born to a small family of fishers living in a SeaHold somewhere in the South. It is likely that he had a siblings and that from the moment of his birth, he was raised to follow in his father's footsteps as a fisher. As early as was possible, his father probably took him, and any older siblings the youth might have had (save the females, of course), out to sea, teaching him the rough basics of what he needed to know to navigate oceans and make it home safely through storms and rough seas.
Rhen likely received many of his scars performing many of his tasks on a large fishing boat. His long scar across his face was most likely attained by having some sort of mishap with a large fish hook, line, or reel. His life, up until this point, has probably been exceedingly rough, forcing the young lad to toughen up at a much younger age and experience things that few children probably have. Despite that, he turned out the better for it and probably enjoyed his exciting life where he got to meet pretty new girls at every harbor, drink and swear like the best of sailors, and enjoy the freedom and danger of a life at sea.
Of course, this wasn't without a cost. His stop at Nyocia Weyr was not expected, not planned. Rough weather and a deceivingly shallow tide brought him to the Weyr. The boat he was on crashed...There were no other survivors...
Pets: N/A
Other: His arrival at Nyocia Weyr is going to be RPed out
If Rider
Dragon Color and Name: Teal Erosth
Name Origin: The Greek (and better >.>) name for one of Aphrodite’s more famous sons, Eros is said to shoot heart-tipped arrows at people and make them fall in love.
Age: Hatchling
Appearance: Erosth’s hide is only a shade darker than teal and almost nothing seems to be different from that color. The only thing that ruins his almost pure color is a bright green that tips his headknobs, tail, and toes. Like most Teals, he also has something a bit off about his build- Erosth could almost be described as chubby. He’s on the heavyset side, but somehow seems to give that a plump look rather than the powerful one most dragons with similar appearances do. Despite that, he is still plenty agile and has better endurance than most dragons his size- 29 meters.
Personality: Erosth is a romantic. He thinks the most of everything and expects everything from the slightest happening. The world has to turn out well, it’s just not to great too not! He almost completely lacks in worries, even Thread doesn’t intimidate him. “It’s just a poor little worm trying to carry out its lot in life, anyways.” Too bad that lot is something that isn’t the slightest bit beneficial for Pern. He’ll still readily fight it though, he has no worries whatsoever about that, of course.
Color Code: darkcyan or 008b8b
Password: Needlethorn.
