Name: R'an Formally Roan
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual.
Craft/Rank: Beast Craft/apprentice - Weyrling
History: Roan grew up just outside of Bitra Hold. His family was one of simple holder's, living under the Lord Holder's rules, his mother was a woman who worked in the kitchen's, feeding the great Hearth and keeping everyone fed and happy. She was really a sweet, if not simple woman who held to her purpose. His father was a Craftsmith builder. Working with other men to create more living room for the always expanding Hold. He had an older brother who had had become a Journeyman Crafter in Rutha and they heard from him only every now and then through messages delievered by runners. He was the second son and his parents hoped to keep him alittle closer to home. While he had the promise to become something, really anything alittle more. He never showed much interest in anything.
Roan lived a small and simple life of doing hard labor and working wherever a hand was needed once he grew big enough to handle the work. He had just started apprenticing to the master of the Beast Craft, studying Wherries and fowls and seeing how to breed them to keep enough to feed an entire hold while also allowing enough to be given to their tithed Benden Weyr. It was alittle borning to Roan and he really didn't like his master much but he learned well and didn't try to back-talk much or slack on his work. He had his family to look after as his father would be getting old in years and he had only 2 sons. Who would look after him after he became an old Uncle? So Roan did his duty and his work, staying true to his purpose. His family chose to keep him out of the affairs of Benden's problems.
As everything(the metaplot) started at his age of 13 turns, he was thought too young to understand so he was kept under a shadow. Ofcourse he knew of those dragons whose lives were lost to
Between or thread but he knew not of the reason's why. Bitra Hold remained as loyal to Benden as possible as they were their protectors in the mountains and without their protection, as well as trade they would suffer as they did the several times Benden sealed itself away. As his father wasn't a political man, he had never become interested, only keeping to his purpose and family to take care of them. Roan only knew that his Pern was going to change very soon.
When he started his apprenticeship only a year ago. He knew his master was worried about Benden's affairs as they worked to trade with them for protection from thread. It was during this time, a rider was working with his master while he was nearby, of course doing what every young man or woman did when a dragon landed close, he was sneaking a peak at the beautiful creature. He happened to be a Search rider, and having seen Roan, though the times were tense, Roan was chosen as a future candidate for the new Queen Dragon. He packed his very few belonging's and was taken to Benden Weyr. It had been an amazing experience! Despite the losses that Benden had from the Thread and of course all the tense atmosphere. Still he was finally at Benden and he would be able to Impress. Though about a week after he arrived during the demonstration that afternoon, Roan was witness to the Wherhandlers revolution start. It didn't take long, atleast that's what he had heard. Once it began, some brave dragonriders ushered the candidates and even some Weyrbrats too young to fight, even if they wished to, onto the backs of their dragons and took them
Between. Honestly, Roan hadn't known where they went. They popped in and out a few times, making his head spin. He heard the dragon riders shouting to each other the second time, claiming that Malvern wasn't safe and suddenly they were in that dark cold space again and they landed. Roan only had one experience going
Between Before and he had the same reaction as then. He was shivering violently and he joined some of the other candidates in getting sick as soon as they were off the back of the beast which rose up and blinked away. They were shuffled into the infirmary and barred in. There were other people here, hiding or tending injuries and off to the side was the private bed of the Queenrider. They stayed there until they were suddenly let out again as Trine finally managed to push back the forces.
After that, he had no word of his hold or his family, though thankfully Flit's still came and went and he heard some news from other more sneaky candidates.
Once the revolution happened, his hold had sequestered everyone inside. No one was to go out for fear of the Revolution finding them as well. After the battles had raged and new dominance was brought out in Benden.
Bitra Hold finally let it's people out and tried to return to normal life. No one knew how to react to the Benden take over. So some simply didn't. Though because it had been Wherhandlers who had caused it, many of their own had been seperated and kept away from their duties. For fear Rebellion and Revoluation would happen at home. Roan only wished he could send a message home to his family to tell them he was safe at Trine.
Description: He stands taller than most Holders, about 6feet or so and his skin usually tans very well as he is outside most of the time now as a Beast apprentice. He has soft blue eyes, abit of a rarity and dark brown hair that falls to his shoulders. Usually he keeps it tied back with a string or if his mother is feeling particularly cruel, a bright ribbon. When he's not working it's free and down, giving him bangs that reach just past his cheek bones. He has a strong jaw with only alittle beginning stubble on it as he's still growing. His body is strong from years of working since he was 13 turns or so. His hands have long fingers that would be perfect on a gitar or a pipe but he hasn't held either since he learned the Teaching songs. While his fingers are perfect for playing, his hands really show what he has been working with. Calloused and bearing a few scars from some not-so-happy fowls and wherries, he generally will use an oil much like the women use to keep his hands from stiffening up as he knows quick fingers are needed when working with tempermental beasts. With broad shoulders and a lean build, he is a perfect picture of ruggadly handsome, though he has been abit to dense to realise that many of the young women of the hold...and a few of the men have started to stare at him when he works or appears at a Gather or two.
Personality: Roan isn't exactly a boy who would roll over if pushed. He had only one brother, but many cousins who happened to be males that allowed him to learn how to wrestle and to quell that stubbornness that came from living in a Hold up in the mountains.
He is very smart and knows what his duty is. He doesn't like to slack off because he knows that when you procrastinate, eventually everythign will happen at once and you'll be lost. He doesn't look down at the people who don't share his same views, but he does grow annoyed, even angry when he's made to share their workload or even take over because they didn't do what they were supposed to. Despite this He is quite a sweet lad as he's heard his mother call him. He did take time to talk to old Uncles and Aunts when they needed an ear, even if it's just to speak about times long-gone.
If he's free, which he usually is not, he's likely to help someone if they ask for it. While he is gentle with his actions and words, he can be alittle dense at times, missing meanings and innuendos, especially if he makes them himself. Some of his only flaws are his dense nature, maybe more naive about social interactions. He can be smart about things that plain to him; his work, cooking, cleaning up, maintence, things that don't require any social undertones that politics or...certain genders might require. And sometimes his single-mindedness in his work. Wanting to keep ontop of things can leave him stubborn and annoyed when he's bothered with something else. He can be anti-social and really only comes out to social gatherings when earnestly asked, or pestered as his brother used to say.
He does have something of a Harper's gift with music. Able to keep a nice beat and a clear note but not enough to be one. Just enough to make the singing in the evenings alittle more fun. In short, he's a sweet, kindly young lad who is usually willing to help another person. He's alittle dense yes but at the same time smart as a whip, able to pick up things after a few times.
While all of the drama going on outside in the world, Roan as every boy does, has dreamed of being a dragonrider. Or even just being at the Weyr, seeing the great dragons everyday he would consider a blessing. Before the Revolution of Benden Weyr, his hopes were alittle higher as he had known about their first Gold Egg in so many years.
He had hoped that he could be apart of that clutch, as a very young lad but of course with the death of the old Queen, he mourned with the world. He had hoped that when the new Queen become of age for her flight that maybe he could be apart of those candidates as well. Now as Benden is overtaken and him at Trine, a Weyr, he hopes to be able to fulfill his dream. Even amongst the chaos, he wants to become a dragonrider as they are so sorely needed.
A long time ago, he had made a joke to his olderbrother as he watched him pack up to head to Rutha Hold. "So if you weren't allowed to be a dragonrider what would you do?" HIs brother had asked. Roan was about 7 at the time and giggled. "I'd sneak onto the Grounds and takeone of those eggs for myself!" He had exclaimed. "And I know that there'd be one little dragon for me! He and I would find each other and we're be together forever!" His brother had laughed and set about to tickling him. Roan remembers that and knows if it comes to a hatching, he might actually do that. Maybe not steal the egg, but come very very close to it...
As with all of the stress and pain in the outside world, Roan was very unaware of the details as his father and mother kept from telling him and with the rumor's so strong, they wouldn't have really known what to tell him. So as he hasn't had much pain in his life, he has never really had anything to distract him with, with the exception of what his mother has always dubbed "Doodles and swirls." He tends to carry a notebook on his person, usually for taking notes while doing work but if he finds himself free for any moment in time, he tends to draw whatever's around. He has an eye for detail and while he isn't super smart, he is quick to catch onto things. He is pretty down to earth with his thoughts and actions.
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(1) Entry Post
(2) Character Profile Post <- Alliegence added
(3) Dragon Profile
(4) Touching and Syriacuth's egg
(5) Role-plays
(6) History From Being Brought to Trine
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