Name: S'vor
Age: 38
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Weyr: Western
Rider Rank: Wingsecond
Previous Rank/Craft: (former: farmercraft apprentice) Courtesan Journeyman
Physical Description: S'vor is slightly above average height with an average to athletic build. He has dark blonde, curly hair and stone grey eyes. He has a clean-cut look and tends to wear simple, practical clothes for the job at hand.
Personality: Though quiet, S'vor is surprisingly engaging when approached. He quite enjoys conversation, and is happy to converse in all manners of topics. He is constantly learning, and enjoys trying out his knowledge and assessments by discussing them with people who are well versed on the subject. He believes strongly in the ideas of courtesy and chivalry, helping all those who ask him, regardless of his personal opinions on the person. He spends much of his time reading, and has acquired a working knowledge of a wide variety of subjects, which he is happy to share with people. Not just in the hypothetical, S'vor like to think his way around a problem and apply his ideas to real life. He enjoyed the planning and organizational aspect of farmcraft, seeing it as an interesting challenge, while enjoying the out-of-box thinking that went working as a magician.
S'vor is a private person. He believes everyone has the right to their opinion, and doesn't like those who intrude on others' beliefs. Even back when his own mindset was not so universally accepting, he would prefer to just live and let live. Now, S'vor's mindset is more in line with his dragon's, believing that all are equal and should be able to pursue their ambitions and desires to their full extent. He's always willing to help people when they ask, but isn't the sort that will go running to stop someone or tell them how to live their life.
S'vor can be a little shy at times. He's not the first to jump on an adventure or an excursion, but he also isn't hard to convince. He's like the kind of friend that won't join in at first, but that you get the sense is sort of hoping people will push them into it. 'Well, since you asked..' 'If you insist..' He's really just bad at putting himself out there, afraid that he'll be shot down. He's the type of person who would sit at the edge of a dance circle all night, watching and secretly wishing for an excuse to join in, but never able to work up the confidence to do it.. if it weren't for Maveth always pushing him, that is. She sees inside his soul. She knows what he really thinks, no matter what he says or how he acts. And as cool and composed as he might seem, he's really kind of a dork, one that geeks out about things and get excited fairly easily.
Though he may need a push the first few times, once he gets comfortable with something, he doesn't mind taking the initiative. Just as people may start to give up, thinking he doesn't consider them a friend, he may surprise them by suddenly acting friendly- like flipping a switch. But once he's comfortable, there's little he wouldn't do for them, or share with them, if they asked. He tends to get pretty enthusiastic about things. Once he commits to something, he's committed, and often goes hardcore into hobbies.
Though seemingly scholarly in mannerisms, S'vor is no less bold or courageous when it comes to thread or missions. He has a daring streak, and would willingly risk his life to save someone from his wing. If something is dangerous or difficult, he'll always be the first to volunteer. It's not that he's reckless or like danger, but he sticks strongly to his principles and doesn't believe he could ask someone else to do something he would or hasn't done himself.
Positive Trait List Eloquent, Courteous, Intellectual
Negative Trait List Shy, Private, Unconventional
History: S'vor was born into a Weyrhold that had recently lost its only queen. Many of the lower ranking riders left to join other Weyrs in the area, particularly Western, leaving the Hold with an aging, ailing population of bitter brown and bronze riders, of which S'vor's father was one. A former wingleader, he had always been a little overly traditional, but the decline of their Hold only redoubled his disdain towards the lesser colors, seeing 'blues and greens not knowing their place' as the primary cause of the Weyrhold's downfall. The leadership (in fact, fairly rigid) were 'too lenient' in his mind, and their gold far too willing to fly 'those lowly browns'. With no one there to challenge that opinion, his father's words were the only truth S'vor ever knew. Without the anger to drive them, but taking it as fact (as most children do) that his father was correct, S'vor began to construct his own arguments and rationals for why he was right, believing that his father's opinions were his own.
As the dragonriders' power within the Hold diminished, S'vor was required to take up a craft to help support his family, as candidacy was no longer an option, eventually joining the farming crafthall that was in the area. Though his parents bemoaned the 'lowly' profession, S'vor himself quite liked studying agriculture, and in particular farm management. One day when he was working in the fields, he was surprised to see a dragon he didn't recognize coming to land nearby. The rider told him they were searchriders for Western Weyr, and invited the young boy to return with him as a candidate. Though S'vor wanted nothing more than to accept the offer on the spot, he told the rider that he would have to talk to his parents first. The rider agreed, saying he would be coming back this way in a sevenday and would accept his answer then.
At first, his father was staunchly against it, having a particular hatred for Western as the Weyr that 'stole' their riders. He painted it like the villain in a story, filling young riders minds with lies and leading them astray. But S'vor promised that he wouldn't be brainwashed by the Weyr, he would just take one of their dragons and leave. It was a tough decision. On the one hand, he was afraid of losing his son to the Weyr's radical ideologies, but on the othother would probably be his only chance to impress a dragon. S'vor finally managed to convince him by saying he could try to recruit other riders back to the Weyrhold, 'liberating' them from Western's coercion.
The Weyr came as quite a shock to the sheltered youth. S'vor really would've preferred to just keep to himself, wait to impress, and then leave, but he'd promised his father, so he didn't hide his opinions on rank and color, something which was met with near universal disdain. Though his opinions were known, S'vor himself was never discourteous or cruel to the kinds of riders he supposedly hated. He never failed to show respect for a blue or green rider who outranked him. He found his own ways to rationalize around it.. like that he was a guest here so he had no choice but to abide by their system, or that it would be easier to convince people of his side if he took the moral high ground. In reality, it just wasn't in his nature to be unkind to people, no matter how much his father told him they deserved it. Still, once people found out about his opinions, he tended to be more isolated. Other candidates tended to avoid him, and S'vor himself didn't do much to help bridge the gap.
But while others pushed him away, one person was willing to look past that. Instead of shunning him, there was another young candidate who took it upon himself to change S'vor's mind. Instead of closing off or getting angry, he would debate him, listening to his arguments instead of just instantly deriding them. But he would pick out the logical flaws too, teasing out the things that S'vor really believed from the words he was just repeating from his father. Though many times, they agreed to disagree, they formed a tenuous friendship, and would often enjoy discussing and debating other topics, on which they frequently found that they agreed. The more S'vor respected his friend, the more he couldn't help but respect his opinions, even if he didn't (yet) agree with them. He started scaling back his own arguments bit by bit, making them less and less extreme. It wasn't that blues and greens couldn't show leadership, it was just that bronzes were more inclined to it.. He'd say. Yet it was still always something that drove a wedge between them, especially after his friend impressed, to a chromatic no less.
As time went on, it was clear S'vor's opinions were changing. In the early days, he was more afraid of impressing a blue or a green than he was of not impressing at all, knowing his father would probably disown him. But the truth was, he desperately wanted a dragon, and the longer he waited the more he began to feel (in his hearts of hearts) that a green or a blue really wouldn't be all that bad... His opinions were put to the test the very next turn, when a small green hatchling tumbled out of her shell and headed straight for him. It certainly didn't help that several boys burst out laughing at seeing the stuffy 'bronzes are best' candidate approached by a green, but in the end, it was really no choice at all. That perfect feeling of impression eclipsed all else, and he knew she belonged with him and he with her.
Like his friend, Maveth did not judge him for his opinions, but was constantly challenging them. With her, he couldn't hide behind his words either. She knew the truth in his heart, and forced him to confront it. Impressing a green wasn't the only world-shattering revelation he had to deal with either. His parents had always grouped same sex relationships in with chromatics like one automatically implied the other. Of course that wasn't true, but what was true was that S'vor had never really been all that interested in woman, even though he knew the only 'correct' relationship was one between a bronze and a gold rider. There weren't many young people in his old Weyrhold, so the topic hadn't really come up that much before moving to Western. And of course, there was no hiding from Maveth.. (Why don't you tell that person that you think they're cute? No. Why? Because I don't! Yes you do. ... If you don't tell them, I'm going to tell their dragon. Alright, fine. I'll tell them..)
After graduating, S'vor was uncertain about what to do next. The plan had always been to go back to his old Weyrhold, but his father had basically told him to return with a bronze, or not at all. Even if he hadn't, he wouldn't subject Maveth to that kind of prejudice from his parents or anyone. But he wasn't entirely certain he wanted to remain in the Weyr either. So after saying goodbye to his friend, the two of them set out travelling. So much had changed that he wasn't sure what he thought anymore.. But he knew he wanted to find out.
They spent some time at a Weyr, more traditional than Western, but not quite as bad as his old Weyrhold. But despite once sharing many of their opinions, S'vor was soon surprised to find himself growing tired of the same kind of rank and file riders that would cling to the old system, and more and more he found himself repeating his friend's old arguments. He stayed for several turns, mostly keeping to himself and leaving people to their opinions, but he found out hard to relate to anyone there, and eventually decided to leave.
For a while he worked in a small farming Hold, going back to his old craft. But Maveth had an adventurous side that tended to get them into all kinds of scrapes, before it was clear that she wasn't suited to the quiet life. Over the next five turns, they travelled all over Pern, meeting people from all walks of life. He wound up working as a guard for a small courtesan hall for a while. With uneven numbers of women in the hall, he was often bullied into being a dancing partner by several of the apprentices, though in truth he really didn't mind. After watching him for a while, one of the masters asked if he would like to start talking classes at the hall officially. Of course, he declined, but he was swiftly overruled by Maveth who could feel that he was secretly curious. Though some subjects were beyond the purview of the shy young man, he found dancing, diplomacy, and several of the other entertainment fields to be quite interesting, and was grateful that Maveth forced him to stick it out in the end.
After walking the tables, he left with one of the dancers to join a group of traveling performers. If he thought Western Weyr was a culture shock, the circus group was something else. There was every kind of person there, on every kind of dragon. He met a white for the first time, something his parents had called 'abominations', so they seemed pretty nice to him. He worked for several turns creating tricks for magicians to perform on stage, until he was once again nudged and encouraged by his dragon and others into performing some of them himself. Though he was never going to be a showy stage magician, he would do some close up magic to keep the crowds entertained before the show. As someone who was a little socially awkward at times, he found magic to be a nice bridge into a conversation, when he didn't know what to say.
Throughout the turns, S'vor kept in touch with his friend from the Weyr. They would write each other often, and S'vor would talk about everything from what he was doing, to the people he'd met, to things he was thinking about at the time. It was clear from their conversations that he had done a complete turn around, and his friend frequently implored him to return to the Weyr, though S'vor always politely declined. He was a little anxious about going back to where people knew him as such a different person, it was true. But he was also just happy where he was, and saw no reason to leave for now.
When thread returned, S'vor worked with the other riders in the group to move everyone to safety. Everyone in the small caravan was safe, but there was nothing they could do but watch as silver rain devastated the surrounding areas. As soon as he was able, S'vor sent word to the Weyr to ask about his friend's safety, only to find out his friend had been injured during threadfall. He didn't know the extent, but he dropped everything and rushed to the Weyr immediately to see him. But it was too late. S'vor was heartbroken. Maybe one more rider in the wings would have made a difference, maybe not. But he knew he couldn't run from this anymore. He rejoined the Weyr as his friend had always hoped and put all of his effort into battling thread.
About half a turn ago, he started seeing a much younger candidate. The young man was already in a relationship with someone, so he knew they were never going to have much of a future together. But the heart wants what the heart wants, and Maveth was the first to remind him of that. And S'vor was happy just to be with him.
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DRAGON
Name: Maveth
Age: 20
Color: Green
Size: 20'
Physical Description: [Pending]
Personality: You will never meet a more open and understanding dragon than Maveth. She is always arguing the best in everyone, saying 'perhaps they meant it this way' or 'let's try seeing it from their point of view'. She wants everyone to be as they are, and find joy while following their own heart. It's easy to be yourself around Maveth. There's very little about someone that could shock her. She will never scoff at someone's dream, however far flung or silly they might fear it would seem. She believes it is every person's right to recklessly pursue whatever it is that makes them happy.
Unbiased in the purest sense, Maveth will sometimes support positions that others find immoral, such as the kind of relationship her rider is in, or those that refuse to fight thread. That's their prerogative. Or course, it is also the Weyr's prerogative to track them down if it so wishes. While she believes that everyone has the right follow their own nature, and will not judge them for that, that doesn't mean she thinks they shouldn't face the consequences of their actions. It is a criminal's choice to break the law, but society has a right to punish them for it.
Maveth has a wanderlust streak in her. While Hers could be content with the simple, if it weren't for thread's return, Maveth has always had an eye for adventure. There's just so many places to go, so many things to do, people to meet, and Maveth want to see it all! Life's too short not to chase down every opportunity, which she frequently reminds Hers of, as well as anyone else who will listen to her. Go chase that dream! Be with that person! Don't let yourself be inhibited. It's the things you don't do that you'll regret the most, or so this eager, adventurous green would tell you.
Despite her all-loving and open hearted nature, Maveth is surprisingly uninterested in romance. She views flights and a necessary and convientient way of relieving stress, but isn't looking for a long term relationship, though she often encourages others. She seems more interested in her rider's friends and partners, forming close bond with the other people in his life, though she's still as friendly with dragons as she is with anyone!
Only when it comes to thread would you get to see a different side of Maveth. As one who cherishes life above all else, she hates thread with a fiery passion and is also extra dedicated when it comes to drills and threadfall, suddenly becoming fiery and enraged whenever she discusses the subject.
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