Weyrleader T'rel
Name: T'rel (Formerly Tarel)
Age: 25 turns
Former Craft: Harper
Physical Description: Tarel has thick golden curls that seem to contrast with his narrow facial features. He has large brown eyes like vats of chocolate. His skin has a certain pallor to it, but it isn't one that makes him unseemly nor enough that he appears sickly. In fact the boy, despite his thin build, has a certain air to him. He has a flare for charm, though he could hardly be considered handsome. He has an upturned nose and boyish features altogether. His fingers were once thin and nimble, but now thick and caloused from playing stringed instruments. His legs appear too long for his body, causing the young man to be taller than most of his peers.
Personality: Having been harperbred, T'rel has a certain love for news. Unwittingly, he has become a source of gossip for those he considers friends. He is an avid talker; and will assume friendship with almost anyone he meets. He tends to be gullible and though he is constantly warned not to trust everything he hears, he tends to do just that. He wants to see the good in people more than anything else, sometimes failing to see reality. Trusting and open to a fault, it is quite likely that once he is started talking, one would not be able to stop him until he gave his entire life's story--with great dramatic effect. He is fond of telling stories, and with the addition of a dragon or two, a beautiful daughter of a Lord Holder, and a quick mind, T'rel believes he can make any story interesting.
One thing that must be known about T'rel is that he is a flirt. A terrible, dramatic flirt at that. He finds great pleasure acting as if he takes everything to heart; bringing much more emotion into a situation than is needed. He never seems to care much who he's flirting with; as long as they are human, and female. Due to this, T'rel has a very--well--inflated view of himself. (Perhaps this is what makes him such a fine bronzerider. He's not one of those men who say 'love me, I've a bronze). He believes he is Pern's gift to women, and so, spends most of his free time with them when not practicing his guitar. (More recently he has spent his time with Ky't strictly. He loves her very much indeed; and though Zelith still flies greens, this young man never seems interested in others. Quite unlike how he was when he was younger. He is still a flirt, however. He enjoys telling female candidates that they will Impress the gold. He likes inspiring them and boosting their confidence. His great flaw is definitely in that he's vain.
He genuinely cares about what other people think about him. If he feels that someone does not like him, he will confront them, perhaps to inquire as to why. With his mindset as it is, he will not willingly admit to having any flaws; and thus possibly does not see when he upsets others. He is sensative and has a need to be accepted by all; though he generally expects them to due to his vanity. It upsets him greatly when he discovers that someone does not enjoy his company; he is most certainly an attention seeker, and will at all times, strive to be the center of attention.
He tends to be clumsy, animatedly talking with his hands--which often leads to something falling or--well. It usually ends up with the man apologizing profusely in both cases, hoping he didn't cause a bruise.
T'rel is friendly to a fault, and loves to tease his friends; and naturally assumes everyone's his friend. He might not be the best bronzerider ever--but at least he knows how to be a good friend, and that's what matters, right?
T'rel's matured quite a bit in five turns. He has the air of a young man being forced to fit his role too soon. He was Weyrleader at the age of twenty. Thread fell and took the lives of many of his folk. His Weyrwoman disappeared to Fort not long afterward. Saddened by this, the young man hardened his heart. He is less likely to tease. Less likely to flirt.
Just as talkative as ever, however. Good luck getting T'rel to quiet down. He's developed a certain adventurous streak as well. He will tell stories, perhaps, about flights and fighting Thread.
Bronze Zelith
This bronze is large even according to bronze standards. He's almost as big as a small gold, almost as if to make up for his mate's petite size.
Zelith likes to talk.
He really likes to talk.
But in all other things he is quite unlike his rider. If T'rel is clumsy, silly, immature, and gullible, Zelith is his support system. Zelith is strong, brave, and opinionated. He's not as devoted to Rath as T'rel is to Ky't, and makes that quite clear with his frequent flying of greens. Still, he is willing to stay with whom makes his rider happiest, and that's Ky't. Despite his attempts to convince his rider otherwise.
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