Post by Davey on Jun 4, 2008 21:32:39 GMT -5
First App? Who Refered you: Another new person trunks found this Weyr off google or somethin’ x3
Name: Reiver
Age: 19 turns.
Rank: Candidate
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Hetero.
Appearance: Reiver is a small lad, around 5’3, and his weight not accumulating to anything of importance. He is short and thin, and his shoulders don’t look as though they could bear much of anyone’s burden. Not to say he is weak. Coming from a local mining camp, he’s had his share of physical labor – the Camp Leader would make sure of that. From which, he can has a decent tone of muscle on his bones.
His hair is a dark blonde, if you can even tell the color anymore, and not very tidy. It’s around chin length, and it’s evident that he has never cared about washing or teasing it. It’s rather frizzed, poofy, and done up in awkward dread lochs that come to his shoulders. They’re sometimes accompanied with bits of leaf and dirt, and more than often dampened with sweat.
Reiver’s face is thin, and his brows are heavy and thick over brown eyes.
His eyes match his tan self very well. Being the son of a miner he has been very outdoorsy, which comes with a lot of sunlight. Under his nails is a layer of grime of coal, and his skin normally has a bit of a gray twinge to it as well.
Personality: Reiver is very sympathetic and maternal. He had quite a few younger siblings; with his father down in the mines most of the day and his mother off helping the younger mothers, Reiver had to adopt of a lot of responsibility all at once. He’s always been good with young children; getting them to take disgusting concoctions to help heal them if they got struck by sickness, teaching them how to do certain tasks, and of course keeping them out of harm’s way.
In another lifetime and under better singing circumstances Reiver would have loved to become a harper. He has a knack to spin stories as easily as thread, which he would get on the good side of youngsters with. However, he completely lacks a decent voice.
Reiver is also very patient. He can easily take care of problems when other people are becoming frustrated. He avoids conflict and does not hold grudges or anger over someone. He is also pretty bubbly, and gets along well with nearly anyone and everyone as long as they are pleasant in return. He’s only ever snapped a once, and that was when his younger sister distracted him while boiling water, so he scalded his hand, but responding to pain is a just a normal human thing. Outside of pain, he also does not tolerate people who bully. (How the Character acts usually. One Paragraph at least, preferably more.)
History: Born and raised at Camp (something), he was the third out of six children. His mother helped care for all the new mothers in the camp, his father worked as nearly a second-in-command down in the mines. Outside of normal, tedious chores of changing glows, manning pumps, or Running, Reiver would help the Beast Master of the camp tending to his herds.
He was trampled by one of these creatures a few turns back, after unknowingly spooking it. Because of this he was in bed for days and taken care of by the camp healer – a foul woman who liked nothing more than a job done rather than sympathy on the wounded – he now does not trust healers.
Since which, he’s steered clear out of illness (or just has ‘dealt with it like a man’), and has taken care of his younger siblings with care until being searched, which was the highlight of his family.
Pets: n/a
Other: (I hope that covers it? :3)
-If a Candidate:
Name Change: R'ver.
Color Preferences: I like suprises.
Colors NOT wanted: Doesn't matter.
Password: needlethorn.
((This reads like an essay or something x.x Let me know if anything needs changed!))
Name: Reiver
Age: 19 turns.
Rank: Candidate
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Hetero.
Appearance: Reiver is a small lad, around 5’3, and his weight not accumulating to anything of importance. He is short and thin, and his shoulders don’t look as though they could bear much of anyone’s burden. Not to say he is weak. Coming from a local mining camp, he’s had his share of physical labor – the Camp Leader would make sure of that. From which, he can has a decent tone of muscle on his bones.
His hair is a dark blonde, if you can even tell the color anymore, and not very tidy. It’s around chin length, and it’s evident that he has never cared about washing or teasing it. It’s rather frizzed, poofy, and done up in awkward dread lochs that come to his shoulders. They’re sometimes accompanied with bits of leaf and dirt, and more than often dampened with sweat.
Reiver’s face is thin, and his brows are heavy and thick over brown eyes.
His eyes match his tan self very well. Being the son of a miner he has been very outdoorsy, which comes with a lot of sunlight. Under his nails is a layer of grime of coal, and his skin normally has a bit of a gray twinge to it as well.
Personality: Reiver is very sympathetic and maternal. He had quite a few younger siblings; with his father down in the mines most of the day and his mother off helping the younger mothers, Reiver had to adopt of a lot of responsibility all at once. He’s always been good with young children; getting them to take disgusting concoctions to help heal them if they got struck by sickness, teaching them how to do certain tasks, and of course keeping them out of harm’s way.
In another lifetime and under better singing circumstances Reiver would have loved to become a harper. He has a knack to spin stories as easily as thread, which he would get on the good side of youngsters with. However, he completely lacks a decent voice.
Reiver is also very patient. He can easily take care of problems when other people are becoming frustrated. He avoids conflict and does not hold grudges or anger over someone. He is also pretty bubbly, and gets along well with nearly anyone and everyone as long as they are pleasant in return. He’s only ever snapped a once, and that was when his younger sister distracted him while boiling water, so he scalded his hand, but responding to pain is a just a normal human thing. Outside of pain, he also does not tolerate people who bully. (How the Character acts usually. One Paragraph at least, preferably more.)
History: Born and raised at Camp (something), he was the third out of six children. His mother helped care for all the new mothers in the camp, his father worked as nearly a second-in-command down in the mines. Outside of normal, tedious chores of changing glows, manning pumps, or Running, Reiver would help the Beast Master of the camp tending to his herds.
He was trampled by one of these creatures a few turns back, after unknowingly spooking it. Because of this he was in bed for days and taken care of by the camp healer – a foul woman who liked nothing more than a job done rather than sympathy on the wounded – he now does not trust healers.
Since which, he’s steered clear out of illness (or just has ‘dealt with it like a man’), and has taken care of his younger siblings with care until being searched, which was the highlight of his family.
Pets: n/a
Other: (I hope that covers it? :3)
-If a Candidate:
Name Change: R'ver.
Color Preferences: I like suprises.
Colors NOT wanted: Doesn't matter.
Password: needlethorn.
((This reads like an essay or something x.x Let me know if anything needs changed!))
