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 Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 1:54 pm
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Name: M'li
Formerly: Moluli
Age: 16 Turns
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Rank: Wingrider
Origin: Benden Weyr
Appearance:
Skin: Light brown
Hair: Short, curly, dark brown
Eyes: Doe Brown, somewhat large
Height: Tall
Weight: Quite heavy
Build: Somewhat narrow
Personality:
• Earnest- Moluli is quite the serious and solemn teenager. She’s not very good at making jokes, and often they tend to fly right over her head; causing her to want an explanation of whatever was supposed to be funny. By the time it is explained, it’s no longer funny.
• Attractive- She tries very hard to be good-looking. Her weight is something of an issue when it comes to exercising. She tries to lose it, but it’s just so hard. To make up for that, she pays extra attention to her clothes and hair.
• Tasteful- Clothes? Did someone mention clothes? She loves clothes! There’s nothing she loves better in a day than shopping for clothes, trying clothes on, wearing clothes. She doesn’t let her passion cloud her taste though.
• Experimental- The same old thing gets boring after a time. Moluli likes to try new things with her clothes. As long as the result is attractive and tasteful it is consider a success.
• Folksy- She likes the folk-ier ways when it comes parties and singing. The teaching ballads are tradition, but beyond that there is a whole wide option.
• Sedentary- When the choice comes between standing or sitting, Moluli will always choose to sit. You go have a good time dancing, get hot and sweaty. She’ll be sitting right here, looking and smelling as pretty as if she’d just gotten out of a bath, waiting for you to return.
• Messy- Contradictive to her appearance is her living quarters. Being sedentary means it is very easy to find them in a mess, or more likely a complete disaster. If she’s pretty, why should anyone care about what her room looks like?
• Ungrateful- She doesn’t like “helpful” advise or hints. No, she’s not fat! Just plump thank you. It wouldn’t matter if she cleaned her room as it’d just get messy again.
History:
Moluli was born to weyrmated dragonriders of Benden. Her mother rode a green, and her father a blue. She grew up equally raised by her parents and the cretch. While she loves listening to music, she has no talent for playing or singing. She tended to get into the normal amount of trouble for a child of the weyr.
For a time the plump child debated taking up work in the kitchens. Except it was a lot of hard work. A lot of it which she couldn’t do sitting down. Surprisingly, Moluli chose to enter to be a candidate at 12 Turns old. There was just one problem. Benden’s queens had begun dying of the plague. There was no clutches being laid. She watched helplessly as Turn after Turn went by without a clutch.
To cheer her up, her parents worked together to buy her a firelizard egg. She tended it as carefully as any gold. When the time to hatch came, the family had an impromptu Hatching. Her parent’s dragons watched and hummed as the little egg rocked and cracked. Moluli waited with held breath as the tiny firelizard broke free. She thought lovingly at the handsome bronze and quickly coaxed him into her lap with meat.
Impression safely past, her parents threw her a surprise hatching feast. It wasn't much, but it meant the world to her. Excitingly the next Turn, a clutch was laid by Junior Gold Zilzilth and Bronze Ronloth. Moluli was heartbroken she didn’t impress, but utterly devastated that 14 of those eggs didn’t even hatch. Her parents dragons were by then known to be ill. Both went between before the Turn was out, and her parents went with their beloved dragons.
She was alone and crushed. Without a gold the weyr began to fall apart. In the first month of Turn 181, the weyr was abandoned and the remnants joined up with Fort. It was a surprise when Gold Malsalth made it through her mating flight. Moluli held her breath as the queen laid her eggs. She is happy there is finally another clutch to stand for. However, she is worried the eggs won’t hatch, or the dragonets will quickly sicken and die. Wants to impress in honor of her parent’s memories
Other: Has a bronze firelizard gifted by her parents.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:02 pm
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Name: Starelth
Colour: Green
Current Length: 23' 4"
Current Height: 7' 8" at the shoulder
Current Appearance: Starelth could easily be used as the textbook image of what a baby dragon should look like. Her wings are neither too large nor too small, not overly broad nor overly narrow. The beginnings of muscle are clear on her frame, without her being bulky and she has a healthy amount of hatchling fat. Her eyes and headknobs are large, as a newborn dragon’s often are, but they are proportional to her face and indicate that her features with be proportional in adulthood.
Personality: Starelth is consistent, in this there is no argument. Starelth doesn’t do surprising. Whether it be among her class or her wing the green will always be predictable in performance. No matter who she is put amongst Starelth is average. Speed, average. Strength, average. In a group she will never excel or fall behind. If among the best she will be average for that group, if among the worst the same will still occur. Starelth’s average status staying true regardless of the company she keeps. It doesn’t seem to be a conscious choice on the green’s part; Starelth just naturally gravitates to the middle of the road of her peers.
Although Starelth will never be selected for a wing based on her ability to outshine others, she will still be desired. The green is reliable and steadfast. Her steady presence helping to mediate and stabilise the other members of her wing. Dragons will come to turn to Starelth in times of stress, as the green stands unflinching in the face of adversity. No matter how dire the situation Starelth will seemingly be unfazed, there is apparently nothing that can cause this dragon to panic.
Another trait that will draw others to Starelth is her complete neutrality. Starelth accepts everything as it is. Whether it’s a situation or a person, Starelth will see all of it and then move on with a practical solution. People are neither good or bad, they just are. There are potentially habits they should curtail to improve their performance, but nobody is perfect. Some will mistake Starelth’s lack of judgement for stupidity or naivety. Starelth is neither of those things, she is an almost worryingly good judge of character, able to assess a person’s character from very little interaction and more often than not being correct. It is difficult to keep secrets from her. Starelth won’t judge what she finds, nor seek to benefit from the information, but it will be clear when she speaks that she knows.
These traits will make Starelth a good mediator, as she will not take a side without a large amount of evidence for one side or the other and can easily identify someone who is being dishonest. When it comes to political decisions, the dragon seems to have no strong feelings one way or the other. Preferring to wait it out and then make the best of what is left.
Mind Voice: Starelth’s voice is as steady as her personality. Her tone is monotonous and it is clear that every words has been deliberately chosen. Even when she is not speaking, those linked to her will be aware of the continuous thrum of her presence. Her voice carries confidence and doesn’t bear argument.
Why me? Moluli and Starelth are an interesting pair to look at. A human who likes to always look her best and takes pride in her appearance, with a dragon that is unassuming physically and could be described by many as downright plain. Starelth is there to support Moluli. While others may think that the young woman should change her behaviour, Starelth accepts her just as she is. Her Moluli is who she wants to be and that is perfect. If Moluli should ever desire to change of her own will, or seek something ambitious, Starelth will rise to the occasion, but she will never allow Moluli to be forced into changing if she doesn’t want to.
Inspiration: Altostratus Clouds
RP Color: #5f9f82
Growth Chart Weyrling UpdatesClutch List: Date- Clutch/Sire- # of eggs: color distribution Month 10, 24th day, Turn 182- Maiden Clutch, Bronze Dynasath- 9 eggs: 0 Gold, 2 Bronze, 1 Brown, 2 Blue, 3 Green, 1 Dud Flight List: Maiden Flight- Month 5, 27th day, Turn 182 Winner: Bronze Dynasath 2nd Flight- Month 9, 25th day, Turn 182 Winner: Brown Hinanianth (Melomar), no clutch 3rd Flight- Month 1, 26th day, Turn 183 Winner: Bronze Liarth (TawnyAngel), no clutch 4th Flight- Month 5, 24th day, Turn 183 Winner: NPC Brown, no clutch 5th Flight- Month 9, 28th day, Turn 183 Winner: Blue Mirath (TawnyAngel), no clutch 6th Flight- |
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:47 pm
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Name: L'yan
Formerly: Loryan
Age: 17 Turns
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Role/rank: Servitor
Origin: Fort Hold
Appearance:
Skin: Very dark brown
Hair: Short, curly, golden-blond
Eyes: Green, small
Height: Short 4’5”
Weight: Quite muscular
Build: Average
Personality:
• Urbane- Loryan has picked up on the suave, sometimes courteous, and the refined manners of the Lords he has served. He practices daily on the chance to better his position.
• Insouciant- Whenever he comes across a situation that he’s not comfortable with or doesn’t understand he’ll bluff and show a casual lack of concern. Loryan can be quite indifferent when it suits him.
• Serious- He doesn’t like to jump into unknown situation or be rushed into a decision, so he’ll take each one as demanding careful consideration.
• Unhurried- Not much can light the fire under Loryan’s pants. Everything about him is slow and methodical. Rushing can cause regrets.
• Tough- Loryan is no push-over. He has the muscles to prove it. Life isn’t easy for someone as short as him. He’s experienced plenty of difficulty and hardships in his life and became all the stronger for the great determination to overcome them.
• Stiff- He is rather set in his ways, nor does he allow himself to be easily bent or changed. Some may call him stubborn if they are being polite. Loryan has also been known to take advantage of the naïve, particularly if it puts extra marks into his pockets.
• Discontented- Serving the higher ranked members of his hold, isn’t too bad a life for most. It’s not enough for Loryan. He wants more and he wants it all. If he could be Lord Holder then maybe he’d be happy. As it is, he’s open to other opportunities.
• Faithless- All for one and one for himself as Loryan says. No matter what he chooses it will always put his benefits first. He’s very unsuited to a partnership or girlfriend as he can never stay loyal to just one.
History: Loryan doesn’t remember much about his parents. They abandoned him at Fort Hold when he was barely a Turn old for only reasons they know. He was found crying outside the gates; when no one could locate his parents, he was brought before the Lord Holder to be decided what should be done with him. As there were no families that had recently lost a child, he decreed that Loryan would be under his protection. The young toddler was placed in the cretch with the hold’s other children.
As he grew the Steward took an interest in him. The older man adopted Loryan as his son and saw him raised to apprentice age. Because of his smaller stature than most kids his age, they felt they could get away with teasing him with impunity; which worked well for them while he was still young. Often he would lose those fights and come home with a split lip or black eye.
The Steward had married once, but his wife had died in childbirth. The babe didn’t survive either. He never found the will to remarry and so Loryan found himself as an only child. He liked to lord his adopted father over the other children when the adults weren’t looking. As he grew, his body converted the good food he was now getting into muscle mass. Loryan didn’t grow much in height, but he got the muscles to counter the teasing and he wasn’t afraid to use them.
He was never sure when he acquired his tagalong or how. One day he was on his own strolling about as he pleased, the next the younger kid tended to always be at his heels. At first he was annoyed. It irked him that this kid just thought they could tail him all day and expect handouts. Then Loryan found he could also use the kid in doing some of his chores or running errands for him. He decided to keep the kid around awhile longer, cause he really didn’t have to put anything in except a treat here or there.
His adopted father started him working in the kitchens as soon as he was old enough to lend a hand. Simple things first, but gradually more complex. Loryan informed his adopted father that he really didn’t have a knack for cooking, but he’d like to maybe try serving. He took eagerly to the lessons to get him out of the kitchens and into the view of those higher up. Loryan was smug when he was recently finally given permission to wait on the head table.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:49 pm
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Hatchling, Weyrling
Name: Washawath
Colour: Bronze
Current Length: 30' 6"
Current Height: 10' 2" at the shoulder
Hatchling Appearance: Is that a big brown or a small bronze? Honestly with Washawath it can be hard to tell. His dark hide and rather dull colouration can cause a fair amount of confusion. Physically he is exactly what a hatchling his age and size should be. Bulk that lets it be known that he will be a strong adult if Loryan takes care to keep him in shape. Large wings and a deep chest promise a strong flier, but for now are only good for deep baby roars.
Personality: A peaceful place in these hectic times, Washawath is always calm. Nothing gets under this dragon’s skin. Why would it? This bronze is very much aware of just how fleeting and precious life can be. Time is a collection of short moments, why would he ever waste any of them on negativity? Why fight if it is not necessary? Why allow the words and actions of others to hurt you? In a hundred turns all of them will be gone. What will their words have meant then? Despite this outlook, Washawath has no desire to leave a mark on the world. Should he leave one then so be it, but it does not worry the dragon to imagine that he may be forgotten. His life is for living, in the now, not in the past or the future. The world is unimaginably vast, and Washawath draws peace from this. Everything has a beginning and an end. Hardships will pass.
Some would mistake this calm dragon for being vacant, but in truth Washawath is often wondering. The dragon seems to absorb every bit of information that comes his way. Be it a new wing drill or the colour of a passer-by’s tunic. He has no intention of using this information, it just remains with him. It may take others to make Washawath realise the value of the knowledge that is floating around inside his head. Washawath will contently learn about any subject really. Either through observation or through others telling him about it. Often this bronze will enjoy contemplating things and asking bizarre questions that others may not have considered. Why is the sky blue in the day and black at night? Can a herdbeast understand a wherry? Many may find these questions pointless. What does it matter? But Washawath simply enjoys the contemplation of it all.
The laidback dragon dislikes having to assert himself so is unlikely to strive for a higher rank. When others are seeking a confrontation, they will not get it from Washawath. He will just pick himself up and move on. Usually to some place where he can watch as the aggressor ploughs headfirst into a situation that they were too busy being hyped up to realise was a possibility.
Mind Voice: There always seems to be a beat of silence before Washawath speaks. His voice most often sounds like a gentle whisper. Rarely does the tone raise or harden. Washawath has a rhythmic way of speaking, the words seeming to flow in a soft rise and fall. The dragon’s words almost always sound thoughtful and deliberate, each word carefully chosen, fitting into the flowing pattern.
Why me? Washawath is here to sooth Loryan’s discontented heart. The serene bronze is here to let Loryan know how wonderful and deserving he really is. Where shall we go, beloved? Washawath wants nothing for himself, but he wants everything for Loryan. Together the two of them will get the young man everything that makes him happy. Acknowledgement? A home? Say the word and Loryan’s beloved will take him there. The pair harmonise in their patience. A dragon with a well of knowledge and a methodical young man with charisma and ambition. These two have the potential to be a force to be reckoned with.
Inspiration: Flood – An overflow of a large amount of water beyond its normal limits, especially over what is normally considered dry land.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 3:02 pm
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Name: T'ves (Turanves)
Age: 15 Turns
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: homosexual
Role/rank: Weyrling
Origin: Fort Weyr
Appearance:
Skin: Fair
Hair: Mid-length, straight, auburn
Eyes: Hazel, small
Height: Tall
Weight: Fairly muscular
Build: Narrow
Personality: One thing that life has taught Turanves, it’s to be cautious. He doesn’t trust others to hold up to their words. His parents promised their dragons would get better and they would all live happily ever after. But they didn’t. Their dragons got sicker and sicker, until their parents went away with them and never came back. Despite his intelligence and being able to logically figure out his parent’s death weren’t his parent’s fault, he still blames them for lying and leaving.
Outwardly Turanves comes off very humble toward everyone. He has a modest and unassuming behavior. What they don’t know about him won’t hurt. Within the privacy of his mind, he is very conceited. He is better than everyone no matter what; even the Weyrleader. His brother comes in second, and everyone else are just losers. Turanves will never tell anyone what he really thinks of them.
He does have a liberal mind. Turan is open to new ideas. Even if he doesn’t agree with a person’s view, he will be willing to give their ideas a try. So when he heard about the project with the greens, he was willing to give it a try. For it gave him and his brother another chance to Impress a dragon. Sometimes he will accept an idea before he really thinks it though. This can backfire and get him into trouble. When he gets into trouble, his dry humor comes into play as he tries to get himself out of it.
Pos: Liberal, Intelligent, Humble
Neut: Dry
Neg: Uncritical, Cautious, Conceited
History: Born to Fort Weyr, between the pairing of a brown and green rider. Two turns after he was born, his baby brother came into the world. All was well for the young boys. Turanves looked after his younger brother and relished in the adoration and hero worship the younger boy gave him whenever he did something.
When he was 10 Turns old, his parents got him a firelizard egg. It hatched into a handsome brown firelizard who he named Huxali. He shared Huxali with his younger brother as much as he could, for the young boy was entranced with the young firelizard. Turanves would trade favors in return for a chance to let his little brother bathe and oil the brown.
A Turn later and the plague struck. Their parent’s dragon got sick, but their parents promised their dragons would get better. He believed them. Right up until their mother’s dragon passed away and took their mom with her between. Shortly afterwards, the same happened with their father. Devastated by the loss of both parents, he turned to his little brother as the only family he had left.
When his brother turned 10, Turanves made sure to get him a firelizard egg for his birthing day; just as their parents had done for him. He didn’t do it from the kindness of his heart, but mainly for the hero worship his brother would give him.
He stood for clutches when they hatched, but he wasn’t absolutely sure he wanted to Impress. What if his dragon got sick too? He didn’t want to lie to his brother as their parents had lied to them. Turanves was saddened when the last gold queen passed away after her clutch, but also a tiny bit relieved. He wouldn’t have to stand anymore and risk impressing a dragon that was doomed to die.
But what of Thread falling soon? He knew dragonmen must fly. The north didn’t have any queens left, and southern wasn’t sharing. He was surprised when the Weyr announced their plans. Let the greens clutch. He wasn’t as skeptical as some older members. He admitted it might work, if they were cautious. Now the first green has laid her clutch. Tiny, but seemingly healthy. He’s hoping the plague is gone and it’s safe to stand once more.
Other: Sibling to Thali’s candidate, Tordare
Has a brown firelizard named Huxali.
Theme Song: Popstars - Male version by KS
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 3:03 pm
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Hatchling
Name: Azelth
Colour: Green
Current Length: 11' 7"
Current Height: 3' 8" at the shoulder
Appearance: Fresh out of the shell Azelth may be as gangly and goopy looking as any other newborn dragon but somehow she manages to exude style nevertheless and it's clear that she will grow into a truly stunning specimen of a green. Her deep emerald hide is beautifully glossy, a sheen that is only enhanced by a good oiling - and she insists on getting a good oiling as often as possible, definitely more often than strictly necessary. Her face has a slightly concave shape and this along with the curve of her mouth gives her the appearance of a permanent knowing smirk.
Personality: Azelth is a sensuous dragon, a hedonist, a lover of luxury in all things. Nothing but the best can possibly do for this beautiful dragon; she desires the best sunning spots to lounge on, the most tender of beasts to eat, and the finest of oils to bring out the best in her stunning glossy hide. Poised and charismatic would be a good way to describe Azelth, she doesn’t make any effort to be so she simply is as a consequence of her complete self-confidence; she knows she is beautiful and is completely certain that she is wonderful too and so she doesn’t feel the need to brag about either, and she isn’t ruffled by detractors who might make petty (petty in her opinion) snipes about this, that, or the other.
Although she wants to make sure that the best is hers Azelth is also a selectively generous soul who is always willing to share what she has with their friends; sunning is best done in company, and a delicious animal is better shared as well as far as she’s concerned. She’s not enormously picky about making friends but as a rather languid dragon she will tend to get on better with those who share her relaxed demeanour, or at least those who can relax to smell the flowers some of the time. Perhaps unsurprisingly given the above Azelth will most likely grow to be a popular dragon with endless connections around the Weyr and even perhaps beyond and while this isn't cynical on her part having a wide circle of friends definitely helps when you have expensive tastes; a dragon who shares is more likely to be shared with in return.
Effort is not something Azelth is much of a fan of, and though she’s a shrewd dragon politics and power struggles bore her and Turanves rider will have to work hard to get her to go above and beyond the call of duty. Why should she fly an extra sweep when she could be relaxing in the sun or taking a swim with her dear friends? The easiest way to tempt her into such exertion would be the promise of something even better at the end of it; a jar of special scented oil for their face, a platter or something delicious from the human kitchen, or a massage from twenty weyrbrats ought to do the trick!
While she’s not ambitious as such herself, and her aversion to hard work may be a hindrance, ambitious Turanves will nevertheless find a good partner in Azelth; after all sometimes it's not what you do or what you know, but who you know, and she will know everyone who matters very well indeed.
Mind voice: (#006B3C) Rich, deep, and smooth Azelth's voice is sensuous, luxurious, perhaps even deserving the term mellifluous - they would certainly like such an indulgent descriptor. It is a voice that you could lose yourself in to the exclusion of almost all else, a voice that tells you you deserve - what exactly is it you deserve? Well that depends on what it is that you want.
Why me?: Dear, darling, dense Turanves. You wanted the best, yes? Well wake up, because Azelth has found you. Azelth has seen your heart, she knows what you want and it is such a lot of effort to rise through the ranks but if you want it dearest she will stand beside you. Remember dear that true power is that which you take by your wit and connections, not that which is given to you by your hide or birth. Together Azelth and Turanves will shine.
Inspiration: Inspired by Devil's Food Cake, moist, airy, rich chocolate layer cake; it is considered a counterpart to the white or yellow angel food cake. Azelth is named for Azazel, a fallen angel; he was sent a scapegoat bearing the sins of the Jews during Yom Kippur. In the Bible, he only appears in association with the scapegoat rite. During the Second Temple period, he appears as a fallen angel responsible for introducing humans to forbidden knowledge.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 3:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 3:14 pm
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Name: F'ked
Formerly: Fouked
Age: 21 Turns
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Former craft: (Remove if not applicable)
Origin: Fort Weyr
Wing: Dawn’s Light
Rank: Wingrider
Appearance:
Skin: Light brown
Hair: Mid-length, wavy, black, worn in a pony tail
Eyes: Blue, somewhat small
Height: A little tall
Weight: A bit pudgy
Build: Average
Distinguishing Marks: tiny mustache, light brown-almost blonde
Personality: F'ked likes to be described as popular and very outgoing. He's the type of rider who gets along with just about everyone. He enjoys having a good time and bringing out the best in others. The best way to lead is by example; he is extremely selfless and will give others the shirt off his back or a spare riding harness. Without Lerenth, it's easy for him to take it simply too far. He tends to be aware of the needs of others. Thus, it hurts him when someone expresses indifference to another's need or a situation.
F'ked has boundless energy to spare. Other riders may wonder how he's so energetic all the time. Generally, he tends to be consistent in everything he does. He can be relied upon to be where he needs to be at the time. F'ked falls into the traditional view of the weyr. His not too shabby intelligence lets him see how well the structure of the Weyr works. Because of this though, he may blindly accept some rules without really thinking them through.
Positive: Outgoing, Brings out the best in others, Popular, Consistent, Selfless
Negative: May blindly accept rules, Hurt by indifference, Selfless
History: Fouked was born to a couple of workers at the weyr. He lived his days playing with the other creche kids. The young child admired the pretty dragons, but didn't think too much about them as they were just another part of his life at the weyr. As he got older, Fouked started helping out with chores that a young boy could do.
He always tried to watch the Hatching if it was possible. His parents often tried to give him the opportunity if they could. In his 14th Turn, he got to watch a Hatching that would change his life forever. Fouked was watching the clutch of Junior Gold Chikerth and Bronze Pulmulth hatch from his common hiding spot. A medium colored blue crept around the outskirts of the sands. He ignored the candidates that tried to attract his attention. His mind had already been made up. There was one and only one for him.
Foukedmine, please take me away and hide me. Your Lerenth doesn't like all their eyes upon him.
Fouked moved out from his hiding spot that he watched the hatchings from and wrapped an arm protectively around the blue. He stared down the still hopefuls and led his dragon away to be fed. It was the best moment of his life, and his parents were so proud. The pair grew up into a well matched rider pair.
When the disease started, F'ked was so worried for his blue. Luck was on their side though and by whatever means Lerenth survived when so many others didn't. They mourned when the last of their golds succumbed to the disease. F'ked watched as the last gold's green grew. When the first rose, he was a tiny bit surprised his timid Lerenth decided to chase. It was a privilege and the fate of the weyr rested upon this flight. He was even more surprised when Lerenth actually won.
Lerenth is now the proud father of Lithustoth's first clutch.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 3:21 pm
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Adult
Name: Lerenth
Age: 7 Turns
Colour: Blue
Size: 28'
Appearance: Colorist The_Muffin_Puppy
Personality: Lerenth is appreciative of the finer things in life. A good nap in the sun, or the tastiest part of a herd beast. If he was human, he would surely enjoy the tastes of fine wines. His favorite though is rare fish. The blue tends to lean toward rustic-ness and may sometimes be call old fashioned. He can be considerate though, and allow others to have their own opinions. Even if those opinions might not be flattering.
The blue has a very timid nature. He is soft spoken, and one almost has to strain to hear him or have a very quiet mind. Behind the timid outside, there is a very devious interior. He wouldn't mind behind the brains behind some brawn. When it comes to bronzes though, he tends to look down his nose at them. He has a very sanctimonious attitude, that blues, and him in particular, are so much better.
Positives: Appreciative, Rustic, Considerate
Negatives: Devious, Sanctimonious(holier than thou), Timid
Why me? Right from the moment he hatched, Lerenth knew Fouked was for him. The boy's traditional tendencies matched well with his own rustic views, and his selflessness particularly attracted the blue. Fouked's outgoing nature will certainly help bring the blue out of his comfort zone; while Lerenth's deviousness won't allow others to take advantage of his rider.
RP Color: #5f9bba
Other:
Hatched- Turn 174 - Month 10
Junior Gold Chikerth and Bronze Pulmulth
26 eggs - 15/10/1/0/0
Sired:
Green Lithustoth: 4 eggs: 0 Gold, 1 Bronze, 0 Brown, 0 Blue, 3 Green
Lerenth Stats:
Hit points- 8
Strength- 7
Stamina- 6
Speed- 9
Dexterity- 10 |
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