Approved by Tawny

Character Name: Hesian
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Craft/Rank: N/A

History: Hesian’s father, Hess, passed through Trine Weyr as part of a caravan; upon making the acquaintance of a timid, polite young drudge employed in the Weyr, he was struck with an infatuation that soon grew into a happy, sunny relationship. He and Jillian complimented each other well – she was pleasant but shy, he a charming extrovert. Though he was forced to move on a few sevendays later with the rest of his convoy, they parted on good terms, and when he returned with his band a turn later he discovered a two-month old little girl with his brown eyes and her dainty nose. Though he didn’t give up travelling, he saw to it that his caravan swung by Trine several times a turn, and he sent money via firelizard at every opportunity. A turn later their first son, Hesian, was born, followed three turns later by another daughter, and then another two turns after that.

Of the four children, Hesian was not only the only son but the child that took most strongly after his father. Physically, he was like a little carbon-copy of the man, and there was much about Hess’s personality that he inherited, as well. He was constantly on the move as a little boy, terribly difficult to keep an eye on, and always getting himself into trouble. By the age of ten, the Weyr had become simply too small for him, and he happily announced that he wished to travel around with his father’s convoy and broaden his horizons. His mother agreed in a heartbeat, happy to foist the untamable child off on his father, and that was that.

Hesian spent five incredible turns with his father, traveling throughout the western southern continent with the caravan and visiting the various Holds and settlements - mostly those beholden to Trine. Though he missed his mother and sisters, Hesian delighted in learning all that he could about the other people and lifestyles of Pern. He had a thirst for knowledge and information that could only be satiated by talking to almost everyone he met, questioning them about everything. During his brief returns back home, the boy would fill his mother and sisters’ ears with incredible stories from his travels.

Shortly after Hesian turned 15, tragedy struck the family. While passing through the mountains near Aquor Hold, the caravan had the unfortunate luck to be in the path of a random rockslide. The tumbling rocks completely ripped through the defenseless convoy, crushing wagons and scattering supplies, and killing two amongst them. Though Hesian himself was uninjured beyond scratches, his father’s leg was caught under a falling bolder as the man moved to protect his son. The Healers in the nearby Hold attempted to save the leg, but with such rudimentary supplies the limb was beyond hope and amputated. Now permanently crippled, Hess recognized that it was time to set aside the traveler’s life and moved to live at Trine Weyr permanently with Jillian and their children.

Though Hesian was saddened to leave the caravan and adventuresome lifestyle, he understood his obligation to his family and returned to the Weyr with his father. He quickly settled into Weyrlife once again, though his love and want for information never quite left and he simply changed how he acquired it. Shortly after his homecoming he was informed that he would be suitable to Stand as a Candidate, technically being a Weyrbrat – albeit a non-traditional one. Never one to turn down an opportunity to learn more (and being a Dragonrider would doubtlessly offer many), he readily accepted.

Description: Hesian is a pretty average 16-turn-old boy, height-wise, at 5'7", and has the kind of easy, lithe muscle that comes from being active without doing any particularly heavy labor. He's strong enough to be able to lift a smaller child if he needs to, but not so much he would come to mind if someone was asked for a strong person. His hands and feet seem half a size too big, indicating he might have some more growing to do.

His face has a lot of comparatively smooth planes and sharp edges, giving him a borderline severe look. That appearance is softened somewhat by large, dark brown eyes where the pupil is almost indistinguishable from the iris, surrounded by almost girlishly thick lashes. His skin is naturally tan, bordering on dark. His hair is black and curly, and is usually worn sloppily short; he'll cut it himself a bit here and a bit there when he notices it getting too long and he doesn't always bother with a mirror. Recently, Hesian has discovered his face can grow hair. Despite his young age making a full beard impractical, he still refuses to shave beyond trimming and currently sports an extremely patchy and pathetic looking goatee.

He generally favors long sleeves and vests, even under Trine’s sun. He thinks they make him look totally dapper.

Personality: Laid-back, outgoing, and gregarious, Hesian is a smooth young man who intends to stay that way. Very little shakes his calm; insults and slurs that would send others into a tizzy seem to simply roll off his shoulders. He meets every bit of it, be it mother-insulting or otherwise, with the same crooked smile. He likes to play. He's not the type to constantly set up pranks, but he enjoys his fun. A game of dice or Dragon Poker is always welcomed, and he enjoys light-hearted conversation to something serious. However, just because he chooses not to participate in mental debates doesn't mean he's not capable. He just prefers fun and games to challenges and puzzles.

A lifetime of watching and learning has made Hesian sensitive to the goings on around him, and there’s very little that he’s oblivious to. He has a finger firmly set on the pulse of the Weyr and its inhabitants. If something happens in the Weyr, he either knows of it or is attempting to learn of it. However, secrets are not safe with him. The moment Hesian learns of something, he spreads it quickfire around the Weyr, telling anyone and everyone how Jabor and Tille totally had “relations” on the sacks of tubers in the larder. He’s even hard-pressed to keep secrets told to him by his friends, and it’s unlikely that he’ll ever be closed-lip about anything. It’s not that he spills the beans out of spite, but he gets so excited about learning every new bit of titillating information that it just spews forth as if he were inebriated.

The boy thoroughly enjoys what he calls “meddling” - he has great difficulty keeping his nose out of other peoples' business and an even harder time keeping from blurting out nuggets of “wisdom.” Accustomed to speaking his mind, Hesian quickly turns sarcastic when told to hush. He’s very cheeky and rather funny, or at least he thinks he is. He's got a good sense of humor and loves cracking jokes and teasing other people, especially those he knows will overreact to it. Though he won’t overreact to people ribbing him, he loves seeing others do it and can sometimes be a bit of a jerk just to get the strongest reaction that he can.

A notorious gossip, he's not above bartering drinks or tidbits of tasty food for the choicest bits of news from far-flung places. Hesian delights in building backlogs of information on anyone and everyone he can. He's also not above sharing this dirt whenever it will cause the biggest splash. Though he'll never admit it, he adores being the center of attention. He employs biting wit, mile-thick sarcasm and a vast knowledge of terribly bawdy songs to keep that vaunted spotlight on himself whenever he can. Hesian is confident, not arrogant. He knows and respects his own limitations, and executes them to his will. He does not brag (well, maybe on occasion...) but prefers to let others judge him without his own input, for he believes people take far too much stock in what others say. He is secure in his abilities, and self-satisfied.

In terms of girls and flirty, Hesian is extremely full of it. And himself, really. He loves flirting and happily considers himself a "ladies man". However, he is ridiculously inexperienced for someone who boasts so much, and when presented with the situation to "get close" with a woman he'll start to mentally panic and openly hesitate. He respects personal space and knows when is too far and oftentimes he doesn't know how to react when presented with an intimate situation. He's rather socially inept this way, good at making friendships but never at getting any closer. He's always stuck in the friend zone, the poor b*****d. Also, girls totally don’t like it when you can’t keep a secret.

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