Name: Va'il
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Rank: Wingrider
History:
First and foremost, Va'il has siblings. He has a twin brother, a sister, and well he hasn't seen his youngest brother since he impressed. He is sure that Sunny is well. His father has died, it hurt, but last he heard, Loche and Sunny were doing okay together.
He started his craft young, finding the skill and artistic freedom of tattooing thrilling and perhaps a tad taboo. Never cared and continued to learn and well he tattooed from toe to hip in color from his learning years. It hurt and was fun, and he doesn’t regret a thing! Nor does he regret Lan.
So she was tiny and had skin like paper and was bones and tiny and he spent most of his days going OMG Naash, Nassh, fix her. Babies are scary and nope, (lots of reasons to keep away from the frail tiny things, Lanny was scary enough to raise). He got in a few fights early with the rebels, he shouldn’t have but it was alright! … mostly. Well, Lan didn’t get hurt so he counts that as a plus.
So they might have considered thinking of going to Euclid but yeahh, they didn’t mesh. At all. Blahhh, so they stayed in Trine and well, he was okay with it. His brother seemed irritated but then Nash was always worried about something.
The war went on and eventual Lan had a clutch… actually she had quite a few clutches throughout the years. Lan had babies! Adorable babies and it turned out his dragon was a bit of a b***h when it came to candidates and her babies. Lan has made a few candidates cry and well maybe he should do something about that?
When the Queens fell, Va’il decided to teach candidates because he was a s**t when he was a youngster and had a broody Crimson and who else would be able to teach them about the wonders and pitfalls of having a broody dragon? Or puberty? That was fun. He was gleeful to try for it and to get it and now he had students… bawahaha minions!
Come to him and he will teach out everything you ever needed to know! Or try to.
Description: Va'il grown into his skin a bit more, still tall, but trim instead of lanky and pointy, having put on some weight to smooth the angles of his joints. He has shaved the sides of his dark hair, letting the middle grow long and just reaching his chin. He has a dusting of scars across his olive skin from the WherWars. His eyes are hazel with a tad of green and perhaps a bit relaxed at the corners then they use to.
His tattoo collection as grown with each successful clutch that Lanterneth has borne to date. His left arm is patterned in leaves, one for each live hatching and his right shoulder is a cluster of blooms for each crimson hatching and leaves for Lanterneth's silver and black sons.
Perhaps it is a bit vain, but he certainly thinks Lanterneth's hatchings should be immortalized.
His legs are still a mess of art, trailing from his feet up to his hips and he continues to carefully repair them as needed. They were practice the lines, and shapes, and eventual scenes of birch trees and fish, water, and flower and air. It is a mess but each p***k of ink was some part of his life and he never regrets them.
Personality:
Va’il is cheerful, all energy, warmth, and high spirited fun and known how. He certainly likes people, questions, and trying to explain all the things that he has learned to his students. He doesn’t always think first, but that has been tapered quite a bit. Lan is his darling and she keeps him in line. He is forgiving, welcoming to all his students regardless of background.
He isn’t a push over, there a lot of pride and despite the warmth and energy, a lot of focused precision and intelligent, more artistically minded intelligent but art is mathematical in a lot of things.
He’s a flirt, never with his class but he doesn’t differentiate between gender and status and still has the edge of recklessness that has been following him throughout his youth. He might have slowed down a bit over the years, but he is still has his moments of stupidity.
He has slowly started accepting authority… sortof … his brother is authority? It is shocking and he loves his brother and maybe he can start listening to people a bit more. Even if he thinks they are stupid. He is still going to ask all the questions he can if they give him an order that makes no sense what so ever. And he doubts he would have ever got to teach if he was a problem.
Va’il still a bit of a drifter, not one for long term goals or structuring out
lessons, preferring to wing it. He still doesn’t really commit to relationships, well outside of his teacher duties to his students, he rather likes working with kids, but romantic? Pffhs.
Other: Old Approval
Dragon
Age: 12
Colour: Crimson
Description:
Size: Tiny
Build: Slim
Personality: Lanterneth comes across as fragile. She was tiny for an atypical hatching and her soft wispy mental voice adds to the imagery. She will never get very large and her cautious behavior and finicky focus on tiny detail makes her come across as delicate and insecure.
Part of this manipulation, V'ail has raw confidence and potential but he needs to slow down and think. Lanterneth debates and thinks about her moves and she not against reigning her bondpartner in with a bit of deceit. Some of it is she has a preference to keep herself clean and glowing brightly. She is very much a lady. She needs to set a good impression. The last part of it is that tiny details can make the world and Lanterneth considers herself an artist. Her partner may be able to work with tiny brushes but she needs to work large so it can be seen from the air. Working on art is the only time dirt and mess is acceptable and she tries to be secretive in her work. Lanterneth likes spirals and netting designs and fire what is good artwork without a fire or two?
Lanterneth is a confident if a bit rebellious crimson. She pretty, she's crimson, she an artist and if she going to fight it will be with a flame thrower. She will be a force to be reckoned with during flights using her tiny slim form and agility to fly circles around her partners and be prone to hair turn maneuvers and dangerous terrain.
Other: Lanterneth is a prickly mother, firmly believing in hygiene specially when it comes to candidates first touching her eggs. They will all come to her clean or they can not bother coming at all. She is certainly not shy about expressing her displeasure to any candidate touching her clutches.
They are going to be trying for one of her hatchings? Well, they better get use to not being alone in their head now shouldn't they?
She clutches rather often and well for a crimson, having five good size clutches in the last ten or so turns and totaling 83 eggs all together.
