Name: L'zar
Age: 28
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Weyr: High Reaches Weyr
Rider Rank: Wingrider
Previous Rank/Craft: N/A
Physical Description: Look at your man, then back to L'zar. Now back at your man, now back to L'zar. Sadly, your man isn't L'zar... unless your name happens to be D'mos. Possessed of washboard abs, enviable pecs, and arms with which to hold a gun show, this Bronzerider has a shredded physique. He's also quite handsome, with long black, wavy hair, and green eyes. And knows it, the b*****d.
Personality: Arrogant. Lazy. Suave. L'zar knows how to use his looks to get what he wants, and does not mind doing so, not a bit. He has gotten out of all kinds of trouble over the Turns by falling in and out of beds. However, he is capable of devotion - even enjoys it. He's a clever young man, and quite aware of his worth. In some ways, being lazy means that L'zar will take the most efficient route when given any task, as he does not want to waste a single moment on something he doesn't enjoy.
He wants the finer things in life, but he doesn't especially want to put in the work to obtain them. However, if he needs to impress someone, he'll pull out all the stops. He's a very sensual man, and that is one respect where he is not a slacker. Not to mention that he quite enjoys working on his physique. It might seem at odds with his overall pattern of behavior, but then again, he's pretty vain. This probably has a root in his self-esteem, which is largely supported by how others view him.
That said, he's fairly cocky, and a bit sarcastic. He can be charming, especially when he wants to get something. He has a secret passion for textiles, and especially enjoys looking sharp in a tailored outfit. Luxuriating after workout sessions or drills is probably his favorite time, at least outside of what he spends on his boyfriend and his dragon. Where he gives his heart, he's there 100%... which may be another reason why he devotes so little elsewhere.
Positive Trait List Clever, confident, charming
Negative Trait List Lazy, sarcastic, vain
History: Born to a Greenrider and his lower caverns weyrmate, there was no question that Lazaran would be a Candidate. He has never lived any place other than High Reaches Weyr, and as a boy, it was a pretty sweet deal. All he had to do was keep up with some minimal chores, and attend lessons at the creche. It was idyllic, exactly the kind of life for an underachiever.
However, fate had something a little different in mind for Lazaran. He was given permission to Stand when he came of age, and something about the Candidate lessons caught a fire in his mind and heart. He'd never really had an ambition other than to fill his home with ill gotten luxuries, but suddenly he had a purpose. ... Actually, it was more of a pretty face that caught his eye. He'd been sleeping around a bit in order to get advantages, but lessons brought him closer to the other eligible Candidates.
Specifically, an older boy who Impressed a Bronze dragonet. Even though they had grown up around the same Weyr, they hadn't really run around together a lot... at least, not since early childhood. Seeing him now in a different light, Lazaran was struck. It would not be for a long time, however, until the young man made his move. When he, too, Impressed to a Bronze dragon of his own, they wound up spending a little more time together.
Even so, the newly-minted L'zar took his sweet time in capturing the beautiful D'mos, who was the object of his affections, playing the field a bit in the meantime... lest he be viewed as desperate. His dragon only encouraged this -- right up until the point where he fell tail over claws for the other Bronze, Phaeth. Therinth then encouraged the young rider to make good on his chase, and so he did.
When Thread fell for the first time, all of the drills that L'zar had been slacking his way through suddenly seemed that much more important. It sunk in that there might indeed be a purpose to being a dragonrider beyond the bragging rights. To say that he had fallen into his profession was an understatement, for although he chose to Stand, it had not occurred to him that he would actually be called upon to live up to his boasts. Shaffit.
Other: The less said, the better.
DRAGON
Name: Therinth
Age: 13
Color: Bronze
Size: 43'
Physical Description: So handsome, much wow. A beautiful, medium-large sized Bronze. He has a fancy pattern on his chest and back, much akin to tapestry.
Personality: From the get-go, Therinth was a sweet boy. He adored his mother, Fianth, and wanted nothing more as a hatchling than to be nestled by her side. However, as soon as he met his match, in the form of L'zar, he found that he didn't mind so much. However, he has kept in touch with his mother, and is close to her to this day. He is a rather acquisitive dragon who adores beautiful things, and the most beautiful of all is his shining Phaeth. He can be very fierce if pressed, although he is a slow burn. When roused to anger, he will attempt to shut down the fight as quickly as possible. Who has time to spend on being angry, after all?
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