Name: Jaylin
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual (if and only if he can get over himself)
Craft: Wrighting
Rank: Apprentice/Candidate

History: Through and through, Jaylin is a true weyrbrat. His parents, whoever they are, entrusted him to the care of the Weyr when he was young, leaving him to speculate about them. Was one a journeyman, the other a dragonrider? Or perhaps one was a runner, passing through when they met the other holdmember? Either way, Jaylin doesn't spend too much time thinking about them. That's for the Harpers to do!

As far as apprenticeship goes, Jaylin was most drawn to wrighting. To him, it's a little bit of everything and more. Why settle for one trade when you can do a bit of all and get to walk around the Weyr? To him, it beats sitting in a room all day long.

Appearance:
This weyrbrat is somewhat below average in height, making it seem as if he quite literally obtained the short end of the genetics stick. His broad frame and lack of any distinct curves make it thankfully difficult for him to be mistaken as a girl. To a point, that is. While his work as a Smithcraft apprentice allows him to put on muscle, it does not save him from any accidental run-ins from people approaching him from behind, assuming his short dark red-haired ponytail belonging to a girl.

To thwart this from ever happening (again), Jaylin has attempted to grow a beard, or some form of facial hair of any sort. So far, he has managed to give himself enough scruff to appear masculine, but not enough to properly shave it and shape it into any desired shape.

Personality:
Jaylin's world revolves around Jaylin. Confident, crass, and full of himself to the point that it's quite a wonder that his own ego hasn't crushed him. He isn't afraid to speak his mind, and makes a point to be "in the know," often lording and boasting about his accomplishments to other weyrbrats. Jaylin prefers to intimidate others than resort to violence, as past experiences proved to him how grueling punishment for fighting can be.

Around adults and others of rank, however, Jaylin is just the perfect little weyrbrat. Obedient, quiet, and diligent -- he waits until the craftsman he is working under to turn away before glaring at the other candidates, just waiting for them to say something. Anything. He'll get them back later, through rumors or delightfully horrid pranks. Free time's the best time to go for a walk and collect things to place in other brat's beds, afterall!

Bottomline: Jaylin is distrustful and wary of other people. Never knowing his parents and ridiculed by his peers for his size, he simply does what it takes to get by day by day.

Other: Jaylin is short and wants to know wutchu lookin at. =|