Character Name: Lothan
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Craft/Rank: Weaver/Apprentice

Description
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 140 lbs
Skin tone: Darkly tanned
Hair: Dark brown
Eyes: Black
Build: Wiry and very skinny
Other: Lothan has square hands with long blunt fingers and heavy calluses. He is quick and agile and smiles frequently. He prefers fitted clothing and sleeveless tunics, and pays meticulous attention to the color and condition of his clothes.

Personality: Lothan is intense and stubborn, with an independent, mischievous streak that has calmed only slightly as he's grown. When Lothan devotes his attention to something, he devotes all his attention to it; once he decides he wants to do or learn something, nothing short of major catastrophe can shake him from his goal. This drive can blind him to reason and common sense from time to time, though it's proved an asset in his craft training. In matters that don't interest him, he can be flighty and forgetful.

Lothan is generally friendly, but doesn't get close to many people. However, once he makes a friend, he's attached for life. Likewise, he holds grudges forever. He likes wordplay and teasing, but isn't always sensitive enough to the feelings of others to realize when he's being a jackass. He probably didn't mean anything by what he just said. He just doesn't realize he offended you. But what's said can't be unsaid, so once he's made a statement he'll stick stubbornly by it; his pride won't allow him to back down, even if he regrets his words.

Lothan is energetic, always on the move. He finds it almost impossible to sit still without fidgeting unless he has his full attention on a task. He carries little bits of busywork with him most of the time; when having a conversation or listening to a lecture, he may be absently plaiting a bracelet or whittling at a bit of wood. This doesn't mean he's not paying attention. He just needs something to occupy his hands. This habit means that he often has something small to present to a pretty girl or a fidgety child. He likes to give away his handiwork and get a smile in return.

Though he can read, he doesn't care much for it. It requires too much sitting still, and anyway, too much reading gives him a headache. He has an excellent memory - when he's paying attention.

History: Lothan doesn't really have any idea who his parents were, and doesn't much feel the lack. Raised in the Weyr from a very young age, he got into everything and tended to be underfoot at the worst possible times. He stole small objects compulsively and pranked anyone and everyone. When he met his friend Therion, the general reaction was a mix of dismay and relief; the boys became fast friends, Therion bringing some small and welcome measure of common sense to Lothan's wild schemes, and Lothan egging Therion on in their shared mischief. When Therion suggested that they should become "blood brothers," Lothan agreed enthusiastically.

The close, brotherly friendship remained strong even while the boys were separated for their craft apprenticeships, in spite of the short and awkward letters they only occasionally exchanged. Lothan threw himself into his new craft wholeheartedly, though he never quite stopped missing the Weyr that had been his home.

Now, in his 18th turn, Lothan has returned to the Weyr as a Candidate, excited at the prospect of becoming a rider and thrilled to be reunited with his brother and partner in crime.

Other: Lothan can spin, weave, and dye fabric; he can cook a meal without making it inedible; he has a good grasp of glassworking theory through his friend Therion, though he's never done it himself. He's good at fishing and enjoys it thoroughly. He swims like a fish himself and loves the sun.

His handwriting is incurably messy and almost unreadable. He talks with his hands and has an unfortunate tendency to knock things over if they're within gesture range. He is spectacularly ticklish, though he can hold out for almost thirty seconds before collapsing in hysterical giggles.