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 Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 7:53 pm
  .01. Navigation
.02. The Weyr
.03. Events
.04. The Rider
.05. The Dragon
.06. The 'Others'
.07. The People
.08. Photos
.09. Belongings
.10. Search
.11. Hatching
.12. Between
.13. Journals
.14. Rules
.15. Disclaimer
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 7:56 pm
A weyr befitting of a Wingsecond, easily large enough for two dragons to fit, and situated low in the bowl near the lake according to Siventh's preference. The main cavern is both bedroom and living room in that K'rel usually sleeps directly in the weyr with Siventh, or on a couch near the dragon's 'bed'.
The 'living room', main room of the weyr, is furnished with a large, overstuffed couch, as well as three comfortable looking chairs, a records case, and a table that also serves as a desk. There is a small hearth along one wall for warmth, and a simple rug of dark blues and reds covers the floor not far from it. A few wall hangings in the same colors adorn the walls, just to keep the room from appearing -too- cavelike. The records case is littered with old records and hides, as well as a few newer looking ones and various odd trinkets of the brownrider's.
The bedroom is fairly simply, usually hidden behind a curtain, and includes a large bed, a chest for clothes, and a small desk against one wall. Relatively boring, almost no time is spent there. Branching from the bedroom is the bath. Just a bathroom. Quite exciting.
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 7:59 pm
(Italics=Past, Normal=Since SoP shop, Bold=Major event)
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--Searched to Igen Weyr, Attended first Hatching, failed to Impress.
--Sent to Telgar Weyr for Hatching, again failed to Impress.
--Sent to Benden Weyr for Hatching, Impresed Brown Siventh.
--Appointed Wingsecond and sent to Ista Weyr when plague claimed too many.
--Left Ista after plague's end for Rias; resumes Wingsecond duties there.
--Received flitt egg from Beastmaster.
--Met new Weyrwoman, Ephia.
--Flitt egg hatches, Impresses blue Calt
--Finds flitt clutch, keeps three eggs.
--Attends Turnover gather, 'befriends' Bluerider Nice and Candidate Nari
--Ariath rises, Siventh follows, loses the flight to Brown Tallith.
--Liliath rises immediately following the flight, Siventh follows, succeeds.
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:04 pm
  Name: K'rel (Kerell before Impressing)
Age: 26 turns
Gender: Male
Eyes: Dark-ish hazel, bordering on gray.
Figure: Runner's build, just over six feet in height.
Skin: Natural light tan, darkened somewhat from life on the Southern Continent
Hair: Long and straight, a dark redish-brown in color. Though Siventh constantly badgers him to cut it, he refuses every time (Mostly because it is one of the few things he can win out over Siv on). He usually wears it bound back in a loose 'ponytail', tied as such by a simply strip of brown fabric.
Family: Father, Mother,
Eight brothers (Six older, two younger),
Three sisters (One older, two younger)
RidingGear/Clothing: His riding gear is composed of a simple weyrhide tunic over normal clothes, as well as riding gloves and boots against the cold of between. All are generally in various shades of brown, nothing terribly elaborate, rarely worn except on 'business'. When not in riding gear (most of the time), he will generally wear simple, solid colored clothes of whatever the current 'style' is. He is not at all picky about his appearance, so as long as it (vaguely) matches, he's fine with it. Most clothes are in darker shades of blues, greens, and browns. Soft leather boots and fingerless gloves (old, from the Beasthold) generally complete his garb.
Personality: The more sensible of the pair, level headed, calm. He can occasionally be overconfident and arrogant, but only when he has good reason to be. Honest to the point of rudeness (though he generally doesn't mean it), he is reliable, enthusiastic, and seemingly tireless. His first loyalties lie to his dragon.
History: Coming soon
Other: Coming soon
Full Picture
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:05 pm
To be redone <3 Uncerted picture soon.
Dragon's Name: Siventh
Age: 10 turns
Color: A rich, deep brown, something of a 'dark chocolate' color.
Personality: Much more impulsive than his rider, their personalities tend to balance each other's out. Rather reckless and arrogant, and rarely serious for any length of time, one would be surprised to find this dragon a Wingsecond. However, he has more sense than he often shows.
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:07 pm
  K'rel's first flitt, a small grayish blue. Calt soaks up attention like a sponge, including negative attention. He lurks around and generally makes a nuisance of himself, though will occasionally vanish for long periods of time to who knows where, always returning eventually with muddled pictures of where he had been. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
K'rel's pride and joy (after Siventh), both prime racing runners, a mare and a stallion (NOT gelding), named Arina and Kaon respectively. The stallion, Kaon, is a direct descendent from K'rel's first personal runner, and made the long trip from Keroon as only a colt. (Cost as fortune, I'll tell you.) He is a solid dark bay in color, with no markings save for a white snip on his muzzle, and stands at approximately fifteen and a half hands. Holds the same attitude as his forebears: spirited and proud, responds only to K'rel, who personally trained him once he reached the Southern Continent. Spoiled rotten.
Arina, on the other hand, is calm and mellow. Extremely sweet and overly affectionate, a bay and white paint mare, she stands just at 14 hands. A bit older than Kaon, K'rel found her for sale at the stable where he meant to board the stallion. He instantly fell in love with the little mare, bugged Siventh about her for a while, then cheerfully purchased her when Siv reluctantly agreed.
Both are boarded at Rias Hold in exchange for 'breeding rights' to Kaon. The stallion doesn't mind being exploited in the least. Also, Arina is currently expecting her first foal, though K'rel is still unsure as to whether he or the Beastmaster will keep it.
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:19 pm
  
Two dolls made by Chayse, featuring K'rel and T'bell >.> Possibly during the mating flight, but...who knows?
Absolutely had to include this xD; Ongoing 'joke' over how impressive Siventh's wingspan is. So fine, in fact, that dear Siv is apparently a PlayPern model. Wonder if we can get K'rel in there with him >.>;
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:27 pm
*Sends K'rel out shopping*
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:29 pm
 Since well before dawn the Beasthold had been alive with activity. This was nothing unusual; the Beasthold was rarely still for any length of time. the first light of morning illuminated a scene of ordered chaos. Everyone had a purpose, and everyone knew that purpose, but accomplishing it often meant many close calls and slim brushes. Some, however, had managed to escape the madness, retreating to the more excluded tasks.
Kerell had spent the better part of the past wekk away from the hold itself. His charge was a large field of the Keroon plains, small in part to the 'country', but more than enough for one man to patrol. Twenty-odd runners dotted the stretch of field, unpastured, walking and grazing where they pleased. Kerell, mounted on his own runnerbeast, watched boredly from a distance. Nothing of any interest had happened since his arrival days before.
Bored, he gazed another long arch around the plain, eyes searching for anything that might threaten or spook the herd. Nothing, as usual. Except Saden. Saden to one side, Kerell to the other; together they insured that the runners stayed in the area designated for them. There was no time for companionship. Through the day, they were on opposite ends of the plain; through the night, they took alternating shifts watching and sleeping. Meals were eaten in the saddle; no chance for talk then either.
Well, it was only for a few more days, Kerell reasoned. And as least it was quiet. Their shift would soon end, and it would be back to the chaotic bustle of the Beasthold. Kerell rolled his eyes at the thought, then performed another glance around the land. Picking up the reigns, he clicked his tongue to snap the runnerbeast from its daze, then guided it in a slow circle, gaze turning back towards the beasthold.
He paused when a rising dust cloud caught his eye, watching curiously as the mass approached. It soon became apparent that the cause was another runnerbeast, driven to a hard gallop by its rider. Kerell frowned. Any experianced rider should know better than to approach a herd at a gallop. He nudged his runner into a light trot, intent on intercepting the rider before his mount could spook the herd. And that's when he heard the call.
"Kereeeeell! It's that mare 'a yours! Went inta labor a'coupla' hours ago! Shardin' thing, stubborn beast won' let anyone near 'er. Left as soon as I could..."
At the word 'mare', Kerell had spurred his runner into a gallop and soon he was passing the rider, heading back to the Beasthold. "Cover for me here!" The rider hrough a sloppy salute, slowing his mount to a walk for the final stretch to the herd.
The Beasthold was a good few hours away, even at a hard gallop. The sun was nearing its peak when he finally reached the stables. With the ease of long experiance, Kerell vaulted from the runner's back, handing the reigns to a passing child with the order to cool the animal down. Without breaking his stride, he hurried to the broadmare stables, where all expecting mares were kept. Two men near the end of the aisle caught his eye, and he immediately hurried for the stall they were leaning against. "How is she?"
Both men looked up, faces splitting into identical grins. "Come see for y'self," the taller of the two replied, continuing only when Kerell reached the stall. "She's perfectly fine, bitter as ever. Birth went well, even though she wouldn't let anyone in t'help. Fine strong colt, it a bit lazy." He gestured into the stall towards the foal huddled under its mother. "Long legs. May be th' one ye've been hopin' for."
Kerell nodded slightly in agreement; the legs had been the first thing he'd looked for. Grinning, he unbolted the door and slipped into the stall. Ignoring the warnings from the men, he calmly approached the mare, pausing at her side with one hand on her neck, hiding a smirk at the exclamations from the pair outside when the runner reacted with no more than a faint whicker.
((To be continued))
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:38 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:41 pm
General:
@This is an IC journal. All OOC comments should be kept to a minimum, and in brackets if used.
@Nothing is for sale here. Nothing. So don't ask.
@Don't post unless you have permission. Period.
@Moofuls can edit rules whenever needed.
People allowed to post:
>Skies of Pern owners.
>Sin'aeis guardians.
>Jivvins owners.
>SkullMonkey owners.
>MM guardians.
>GMFC parents & children.
>Any other RP breedable I am a part of's guardians.
This is all providing that one does not interrupt an ongoing RP, Quest, etc. If it looks like you''d be interrupting something, PM Moofuls with the gift/concern/etc.
Credits:
Original Credits (c) Xbear, edited with permission.
Character art (c) merangue.
All other art (c) their respective artists.
Banners, dividers, and graphic art (c) Chayse unless otherwise stated.
K'rel and Siv (c) Moofuls. Steal and die.
Skies of Pern concept (c) Kolina.
Dragonriders of Pern series (c) Anne McCaffery.
Any other characters seen here (c) their players.
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 8:43 pm
 Pern is owned and copywrited by its author and creator Anne McCaffery. I claim no ownership to her genius, which has earned her much money and prestige. I only wish I manage to write something as brilliant and encompassing as her works one day in the future.
Kolina is the creator of this RP and the weyr, as well as her own characters and whatever plot concepts come up.
Art in this thread is copywrite the original owner, whether that is Kolina, merangue, or me. It should not be stolen, or else Siventh will eat you like the runt wherry you are.
Seriously.
Character design and concept is copywrite to me, as is the written content of this journal. If you steal my writing or my concept I will hunt you down and flame you like thread.
The Dragonriders of Pern ® is registered U.S. Patent and Trademark Office, by Anne McCaffrey, used here with permission.
Use or reproduction without a license is strictly prohibited.
Oh, and this disclaimer was stolen from the ever wonderful Chayse, whose writing is so much better than my own n_n
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