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Name: Anono (A'no)
Age: 23 Turns
Gender: Male
Former craft: Miner apprentice
Origin: Fort Weyr
Rank: Weyrling (prev candidate)

Appearance: Anono comes in a little short on the height department standing a short 5’2”. Add to that his average build, and somewhat thin weight, and many might see him as dainty. But he won’t back down from hard work. His skin is a light brown, and his hair is a mid-length, straight platinum blond. He has been teased for his rather effeminate look, but he didn’t let that bother him. Anono has average sized, honey-brown eyes.

Personality: Anono is an honest boy. He will always tell the truth, even if it gets him or another in trouble. This has earned him enemies in the past when he’s reported the truth and gotten others in trouble. Even when provoked, Anono prefers to find a peaceful solution. Fists don’t solve anything. Why don’t you sit down with him over some nice bubbly pies and find a good solution?

He enjoys being around others. Being alone often makes him depressed. Anono does best in social settings with plenty of others around. He can be pretty straightforward when he talks. Fancy words are not usually in his vocabulary. Because of this others often consider him a country bumpkin, and he really is. He’s just a humble miner, from a humble hold.

One thing he has in abundance is patience. Mining has taught him things can’t and shouldn’t be hurried. Anono applies that lesson to all aspects of his life. He will wait however long it takes to reach his goal. It’s practically useful in his hobby. Anono likes to see himself as a sleuth. When there’s a mystery to be solved or a conundrum, he is right there to try to figure it out.

History: Anono was born in a moderate sized mining hold. He’s got a bustling family with a slew of aunts, uncles, and cousins. He enjoys his family quite a bit. There is always something happening somewhere. His family soon realized he had a knack for finding things that were lost.

When he came of age, he took on the role of apprentice miner. He learned a lot down in the tiny cramped tunnels. When he was 19 turns, a blue dragon stopping by the mine singled him out to become a candidate. At first he was sad to be leaving his bustling family, but excited for the chance to become a dragonrider.

While not as busy as it might once have been, Fort Weyr had its own hum of activity. Some of it was familiar and some of it was new. Anono quickly found a new group of friends to run with among the candidates. Among them was Lorux and Lunathor. The former he met when Lorux was searched and brought to the weyr. The latter was a weyrbrat who helped show him the ropes and get settled.

Anono stood for the last clutch of Gold Malsath, and was sad when he didn’t Impress. Southern wasn’t about to send them another gold. When the plan was hatched to let the greens breed, he wasn’t sure how it would pan out. His patience was paid off thought as first one then another of the greens rose and laid eggs. Neither of those clutches held his dragon.

A couple of the other greens rose close together. He was waiting for the clutches when a surprise came from southern in the form of a rebellious gold. A clutch had been laid in Ista’s hatching sands. There was a high chance the young dragons would fall to the plague, but he had to stand. It started calm, minus one mauling, but got rather exciting towards the end.

When a brown hatched and attacked his siblings, Anono could only shake his head. Violence wasn’t the answer! He winced as the brown and blue went head to head. It didn’t take long before the brown’s siblings ganged up upon him and sent him packing, even though his head was still held high. Right to Anono. The new rider quickly led his young dragon off to be fed.

Other:

Dragon
Name: Hivapath
Age: Hatchling
Colour: Brown
Size: 7’9”

Appearance: A dusky brown with bold stripes down his sides.

Personality: Hivapath is not a dragon one wishes to mess around with. Even after Impression, malevolence oozes from his being. His eyes rarely show any color except red. He won’t hesitate to raise his claws to anyone. Hivapath will be particularly dangerous to other dragons he doesn’t like or those who incite his jealousy. Anything from another’s advantages, possessions, or luck could trigger him; predominantly beautiful possessions are what he covets.

When he does find something that attracts his attention he will do whatever is necessary to collect it; even to the point of getting someone else to do his dirty work. His favorite companions in crime are Rumteath and Munjerth. However, when the owner discovers the crime, Hivapath is never there. If you question him, he always has an alibi. Once an object is within his possession, he will become aggressive if someone tries to claim it back, even at times to his own rider.

Luckily for most, Hivapth is not one to be easily found. Even his rider will find him elusive and must be coaxed out of hiding. He has no one favorite location that he usually hangs out in, so you have your work cut out for you if you want him. Others often referred to him as ‘The Hidden Claw’. Part of it is that Hivapath loves to be mysterious. He likes that others find him as one whom little is known; which also excites their curiosity. This brown is also highly intelligent. He knows when to keep himself hidden or allow others a rare brief glimpse of his dark hide. Whenever you think that he’s half asleep, Hivapath is always wide awake.

Despite his attitude though, Hivapath is most suave. He can be polite and charming when he wishes, yet it often comes off as insincere, mainly when he desires something. Another knack he has is being hypnotic. He draws attention to him like moths to a flame when he does decide to show himself. Have no doubt. This dragon is absolutely depraved. Hivapath is a dragon without a moral compass. His rider will have a difficult time keeping him upon the straight and narrow. In fact his rider should expect him to stray and often.

Other: Wants Rumteath and Munjerth as his minions.