Name: Efrain [Eh-Fra-een]
Age:18
Gender:Male
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual. What can I say, crazy hormones, anything thats human and mildly attractive looks good to him at the moment
Craft:Instrumentalist(Someone that makes and repairs instruments)

Rank: Apprentice/Candidate

History:Well I guess its best to start at the beginning. Efrain has been blessed, he was born and raised in Harper hall. His Mother the chef there ruled her domain with an iron spoon while his father worked at making and repairing instruments. Never having enough skill to play them with any real talent. But he was always good with his hands and carving. His drums and string instruments always sought after for their elegant beauty in sound and appearance. He wanted his son to follow in his footsteps but it was never going to be that easy.

Efrain grew up hearing the stories and tales of harpers, not just the old song but things about their own journeys and experiences. He lapped it up and was soon egar to seek out his own adventures. Being small and quick his first task assigned was as runner and messenger about the hold, as well as taking part in apprentice chores. His voice at that age showing great promise, the masters muttered about him gaining the apprentice spot he yearned for when he came of age.

But then puberty came along and whacked him in the face like a wet fish. And his sweet voice cracked like firestone in dragon jaws. Any chance he had of gaining apprentice harper status through his voice was gone. So was his life goal to that point, he became lost and silently disillusioned with his place in the scheme of things, but that didn't stop him hanging around the harpers, especially the older ones and picking up his fair share of bad habits. Namely gambling Cheating at it to. Although when he got caught and got a clip round the ear for it he was put off the later activity quite a bit.

During that time he went through several years of flitting back and forth, gambling, running, minimal chores and kitchen work and at regular intervals talking apprentices into mischief. While all the while trying secure himself in the weyr, charming the master harpers and other crafts man that sometimes passed through. That was until he was finally talked down from his flurry by his father. Not that he completely ceased his chase for a significant place in the world but he at last he accepted his fathers guidance and became an apprentice in his art. Carving came naturally to him but it was dull. And his father struggled to keep his attention, on most days he would exit the work room rubbing a sore head and/or behind.

But he was about to get his wish, just not in a way he had ever really thought about before. Of course every kid has fantasies about being a dragon rider when they are small, but he never truly considered it a viable option. Not until a Blue rider came to the hall to speak urgently to a Master there. It was just Efrain's luck he was selected to act as guide for the rider as the man waited for the master to gather the information requested. As soon as he walked in he noticed the rider was staring at him. But he was too excited to care. If there was anyone with more interesting stories to tell than a harper it would be a dragon rider. He was already complying a list of questions for as soon as they were out of ear shot but before he could even get the first one past his lips the dragon rider took him aside and told him that he had the potential to step onto the sands as a candidate for impression.


Appearance:The young boy slowly growing into a young man, he's at that age where he's finished growing upwards and is now starting to fill out, slim shoulders are starting to broaden lending extra appeal to an already handsome face.But that hasn't' stopped him retaining Slim and delicate features, his nose seems longer than normal stretching down to thin dark brown lips against lightly tamed skin. His eyes stretched half almond shapes with a distinctive spark of life. Cast in such a dark brown that it is hard to tell the difference between his pupil and his Iris.

The long stretched appearance is only extravagated by the long black hair which has developed a natural wave since he almost constantly keeps it in a neat braid which reaches down to mid back. He also wears fitted casual clothes which helps show off a toned figure at a height of 6'2.

He is far from perfect but he is far from ugly as well and he knows it. The extra benefits of youth also show his face in the best light, even though he is starting to get a light fuzz on his chin in the morning he usual goes clean shaven. And he has mastared a charming smile he to help him make even hardened hearts skip a beat in his favor.


Personality:A charmer with a quick wit and a weakness for less healthy past times like gambling. That is the impression most people get of Efrain on meeting him. A Impression he tries to cultivate. And its partially true, although if you take it at face value you might see him as an easy going, even lazy man. After all even when someone insults him or even tries to hurt him he doesn't lose his temper, parries insults with light hearted retorts and banter. Not many people would belive the tight control he keeps on himself just below the surface, keeping anger and any feelings of resentment bottled and held tight in his chest.

The problem with that, restment soon festers and can turn to silent brooding. It is really not a good idea to get on his bad side, yes, he will never be seen to lash out at you in public, revenge comes later when the unfortunate victim might find an unfortunate rumor passed around about them. Or they have been passed over for a promotion they most likely deserve because some unscrupulous person has been drumming up support for their competition. Yes Efrain is master at holding a grudge.

But that doesn't mean he is a bad person either, if you can get past the polish of his charm which now forms a tight shell around his own insecurities then you will find he can put just as much effort into a friendship as a grudge. It takes awhile to get there but it will be worth it. And if you happen to fall into that pleasant middle spot of neither friend nor enemy that most do start with then he will always be pleasant enough.

Other: He is actaully a very skilled carver and can often be found whittling away at a scrap of wood esspecialy when he needs to think.