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THE RIDER/HANDLER
Name: C'or
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Appearance: C'or is a strange mix of traditionally masculine traits with his strong jaw and and powerfully muscled body that's easy on the eyes of those who appreciate that sort of thing. His hair is an surprising dark red or red brown that borders on being accused of coming out of a dye pot, but is just a lucky combination of genetics creating his deep, rich colored hair, of which he's unabashedly proud. His hair is worn long, frequently in a long braid to tame it's tendency toward waves and curls. This by itself is not unusual, especially for a Weyr rider, but what is a bit unusual for some is his tendency to parade around during times when he's not fighting thread, with said same hair twined with ribbons and flowers cascading down it's length, courtesy of his twin sister's styling, which he wears with just as much pride as his riders knots.
In addition to this, he does actually have two streaks died into his hair, one in a bright bronze matching his own dragon, and immediately beside it, one in vivid green matching his sisters partner.

Personality:
Bold, Hard Working, Noble, Competitive/Proud, Stubborn, Idealistic,Competitive

Especially given his twin sister's tendency to get into trouble, and her history of... scrapes with the rules, it's a little disconcerting to some that C'or is almost cartoonishly her opposite. He's determined and noble, and wants to believe that Good, as if it were some kind of ethereal self directed force, will triumph with help, and that it will always be the choice that will make good things happen to good people.

Wants to believe. In spite of his idealism, assuming that he'll be easily lead about by the nose with a ring made of chivalrous ideals and noble implication won't get you far, and if he learns that someone is not quite as noble as they have lead him to believe, particularly if he thinks they have mislead him deliberately, best believe they're going to be the subject of his rage and disappointment, and he manages to voice quite a bit of this in spite of the calming influence of his placid, even lazy partner, and all the dragons on Pern can't do much for you if they're BOTH angry with you.

He loves to compete, especially with his twin sister... in... preferably legal activities, with a side order of 'well it wasn't TECHNICALLY against the rules'. Anything she can do he'll at least try and do better. And try. And try. And try. His pride depends on it, and takes something of a beating if his hard work and enthusiasm don't eventually make him the better contestant. The idea that sometimes people are always just going to be better

History:
Mevarere and her twin brother Conovar were born in Tillek in 182 into a relatively well-off home, with their father an large figure in their lives, though for entirely different reasons. Mere looked to their...morally ambiguous parent with awe, leaping to learn from him, and Conovar... Conovar... something in Conovar was more drawn to tales of Chivalry and Honor, and he stepped up to try and fill the role of "Man of the house" (now con and scam free! (tm) ) for his sister, mother and younger siblings, a role he particularly took to when their father was drafted for the war, though the limits of being a young man trying to fill an adults shoes left him ill prepared and unable to fill the void their missing father left in his sister.


THE DRAGON/WHER
Name: Arcath
Age:
Colour: Bronze
Feel of voice: Deep and multi-textured, Arcath's voice is almost atmospheric, the slow grumble and crack of slowly shifting stones, Cool damp moss and rough bark and lichen, and the sound of fast, deep rushing water.
Appearance: Even for a Bronze, Arcath is massive, and massive in all regards. He's intensely muscled, immensely powerful and strong in stamina, but it's not so easy to see this at first blush, since he's also rather fat. Even in lean times, this rolly round mountain of a dragon seems to be just a bit well padded, and is likely to be the first accused of sneaking into supplies (<He would never>) His brightly metallic hide is streaked with darker stripes and slashes that make him look faintly tiger like, or maybe tattooed, with darker slashes on his cheeks that look almost comically as though this vast dragon sported dapper, jagged side burns.


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