Our Contestants! (Plot)

[Lark]

Username: Zero
Characters You Play:

S’val & Bronze Solarith
Vl’kan & Garnet Thormyth
R’xth & Blue Mideth
F’lon & Amethyst Aphath
Theault & Green Thesk
Dakor & Bronze Dask [Thinking about making them NPC’s if that matters]

Name: Ar’rex
Age: 29 turns *Winter*
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Craft and Rank: Born and bred dragon rider!

Appearance:
He’s a slightly tall man, reaching about 5’10” at his full height. Due to the countless years spent with his draconic companion his body has developed a slightly muscular look to it. Yet not overly so because due to his height he can still appear a bit lean and untrained sometimes. A crop of thick black hair sits almost haphazardly on his head, as if it doesn’t know which direction it should lay so it picks all of them at once. Beneath that is a set of piercing blue eyes that always seem to have a spark about them. As if he’s just had a good laugh and his eyes are still betraying him. Along with his eyes displaying this hint of mirth his mouth is usually seen twisted into a sideways little grin, which usually always gets him in some sort of trouble.

Red is his absolute favorite color so he tries to fit it into his daily attire whenever possible. He’s even got a custom set of riding boots with a blood red tint. On his right wrist he sports a dark red leather cuff that has the name of his dragon branded into it. Other then that simple accessory he’s rather plainly dressed, choosing to go for the more casual look then the dressed up, star of the show, even though he is rather fantastic.

Personality:
Nothing about this man screams average. In fact he’s far from it. A little bit of a jokester, mixed with a dash of stubbornness and bravery has come together to form the man known as Ar’rex. Due to his light take on life and how he chooses to handle things it’s safe to say it’s gotten him into a far amount of trouble with his leaders on more then one occasion. Oh but what’s life without a little bit of mischief and fun?

His day doesn’t start until he’s had a least two cups of klah and even then he’s sweet talking the kitchen staff into fixing him a hot mug that’ll last him through the morning. Somewhat quick-witted, he’s not afraid to overstep his bounds and see how far he can get. Angry reactions just fuel his sarcasm and he thrives off it, which is probably why he continues to do what he does. There’s no sign of stopping anytime soon for him either.

On the flip side of that however a little spark of hidden potential shows. Nothing matters more to him than the bond he shares with his beloved dragon. To him it’s the best bond in the world and nothing could possibly compare. That’s why he takes things very seriously when it comes to overlooking the candidates and newly bonded weyrlings. It’s the one aspect in life where jokes are not allowed and everything, everything should be taken very seriously.

Likes:
/\ The color Red
/\ The occasional “play fight/brawl”
/\ Seeing what he can get away with
/\ Klah (Is sure he would die if he had to go without)
/\ Undertaking small explorations and trips

Dislikes:
\/ Working harder then needs be (Smarter not harder is his motto)
\/ Someone insulting either him or his dragon
\/ Dragon neglect
\/ Rude awakenings
\/ Running out of Klah!!!@!1!!

Goals:
+ To be the very best
+ Prove that him and his dragon aren’t just the Weyr’s resident troublemakers, that they have some potential

Fears:
- Death and total blindness for Sithorath
- Never being able to drink klah again

Family:
?? -- Mother -- Unknown Green Rider -- Age ??
A’vrik of Bronze Vermyoth -- Father -- 50
A’rin of Blue Neroth -- Brother -- 30

History:

One of two sons born to a green rider and his Father, Ar’rex and his brother spent their youth as Southern’s resident youth troublemakers. The future brown rider never knew his mother but the story goes that the woman had been in a mildly serious relationship with the boys father. The first encounter led to the arrival of Ar’rex’s older brother A’rin. The second, naturally, led to the conception of Ar’rex. However, it was a few hours after Ar’rex was born that the woman died of complications and blood loss.

In the grand scheme of things, finding this out about his mother really didn’t bother him all that much. Why should it? He had never met the woman, the only connection they shared was blood and even that wasn’t as thick as most would think. So Ar’rex and his brother were raised along with the rest of the weyrbrats but unlike most their father chose to play an active role in their lives growing up.

Ar’rex absolutely loved his fathers dragon growing up and would tackle the large bronze at ever chance he got. Even enjoying the times he was allowed to help his father oil the large dragons hide, though he could really only reach half way up the bronzes legs and part of his tail. Oh well, it was the thought that counts right?

It was his love for his fathers dragon that spurred him to dive headlong into the ranks of candidacy. He broke his back toiling in the sands and lessons for nearly two turns until he was 16 and his moment finally came. The two brothers each stood before a small clutch of only 17 eggs, both nervous yet determined to leave with a new partner. A’rin’s wish came true first as the first egg to hatch held a dark blue that was destined to be forever his. Narrowing his gaze, Ar’rex turned back to the remaining 16 and waited.

Wait he did, for it took nearly two candle marks for the entire clutch to hatch. So by the time that last egg wiggled and cracked, Ar’rex was sweating bullets. The long limbed brown tumbled across the sands and keened pitifully, clearly displeased at how his limbs were responding. The hatchling hopped and skittered towards the remaining boys, whining as he dragged his wings across the sands. Ar’rex cocked his head and gazed at the lanky brown curiously. Sure his legs might have been too long for him and so were his wings but he was still a fine looking dragon!

No sooner had those thoughts crossed his mind did the eggwet beast look his way and hop/skittered a little closer to the boy and flashed him those big rainbow eyes. Ar’rex dragged his hand across his face and stared down at the young brown with a look of disbelief. “It makes sense that I would get the resident odd ball. Ah well, lets show ‘em what were made of Sithorath.” From that moment the pair were attached at the hip. Each defending the other when jibes were thrown their way. Ar’rex especially took to defending his companion when insults about his appearance when compared to other browns was brought up.

It’s safe to say that during their weyrling years the pair were usually being scolded for one thing or another but they paid the others no mind. After graduation the two were let loose upon the world and were accepted into their first wing. That’s where they remained for the next 12 turns, just waiting for their next big adventure to unfold.

Dragon Name: Sithorath
Age: 14 Turns
Size: 37.3 ft
Coloring: Brown and hex codes (*whines* I despise looking up hex codes.. *begs* can I find them later?)

Appearance:
Unlike most browns who are bulky and box like, Sithorath is a little on the thin side. Due to this his limbs are a little longer and lankier then usual so it makes him appear even more awkward then most when he’s walking on the ground. So he chooses to go skyward whenever possible. If you look close enough you’ll notice that one wing is actually just a little bit shorter then the other. Not by much mind you, just a little off and it really doesn’t effect his flying abilities all that much but even still if someone were to point it out he would turn very defensive and even slightly snappy. It is a touchy subject.

His hide is scattered mix of dark and light brown, along with a reddish brown hue and in the right light even looking more red then brown in some places. With his age it’s common to have a few scars here and there but his most prominent defect would be the fact that he’s completely blind in his right eye. It’s a stark contrast to his features, having a bright white/grey eye standing out against his dark hide and clashing with its normal counterpart. A mishap that occurred during a mating flight with a particularly feisty green.

Personality:
He’s a bit of everything all rolled into one. Just like His really, which is probably the reason he chose the man. He has his little mood swings and can pout and sulk often when he doesn’t get his way but most of the time he’s a fairly relaxed brown. In fact, he really finds it amusing how others can really work themselves up over nothing. What’s the point? It gets you no where. It’s best just to take life as it is…one giant cosmic joke.

Now this boy may look like he doesn’t eat but don’t let appearances fool you. This guy LOVES his food. If it were up to him he’d spend all day out hunting. For some reason though, no matter how much he sticks in his stomach it just never sticks into his ribs. Call it a speedy draconic metabolism. He doesn’t mind it though. In fact, Sithorath thinks its better this way. After all, who wouldn’t want to chow down whenever they wanted and not look like those other chunky browns? Yeah…he’s a little vain.

Mind-Voice
What are you staring at?

How often are you here: I try and stop by and check the site everyday, if not every other day.
How would someone describe you: Psh…I iz Zero. Zero = Awesomeness. *Shrug* Really though, I don’t know… Amusing, sarcastic, entertaining? I honestly have no clue.
What can you offer: Erm… I’m sure I have some ideas floating around that I might be able to apply to the site. Annnnnd if that doesn’t work, there’s always this…. *flexes* I can be site bouncer. =D
What can your character offer: Pure awesomeness laced with mild sarcasm and sprinkled with the usual troublemaking and mischief trait that runs within all my amazing chars.

[Lark]

Username: Zirin
Characters You Play:
Full Riders and Handlers:

• CandidateMaster Ad’os of Brown Soheath
  
• WherlingMaster Yayulia of Brown Yayusk

Weyrlings and Wherlings

• J’dol of Topaz Kayath
  
• U’wa of Green Peniath
  
• V’koi of Opal Panyth
  
• Yufa of Garnet Braymoth
  
• Z’nil of Green Anuth
  
• Korvin of White Kosk

Weyrfolk

• Journeywoman Harper Aridani

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J'degar of Brown Syphraelth

Name:J’degar
Age: 33 (T164 - Spring)
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Craft and Rank: Ex-Beastcrafter, Wingthird

Appearance:
J’degar is a tall man, sitting at roughly 6’5. He looks rather ungainly at times, as his build is on the lean side, despite the amount of time he puts into building up his muscle. He has narrow brown eyes the some have compared to splotches of mud. His hair is silky, straight and ebony in colour and it usually worn back in a dignified, but simple style; one that keeps his hair out of his eyes while working, but can be quite attractive during gathers and social events. His skin is a deep, creamy colour, with the lightest hint of tan, almost like the colour of a perfectly roasted marshmallow. He has thick eyebrows and a large, pointy nose. His wardrobe is a tad unusual but oddly attractive, consisting of clothing that contains a lot of whites and greys.

Personality:
J’degar is a grumpy fellow. Strict and determined to lead his wing properly, he trains them relentlessly and often tends to do the extra paperwork on the side, even if his wing’s -Second or -Leader should have been doing it. He tends to be a bit of a loudmouth, yelling and punishing those beneath him when he doesn’t get his way. That’s not to say he isn’t a good leader though,. Despite being cocky and wanting to have things his way, he IS capable of listening to reason and trying to find a work-around for problems and his ability to work through tough decisions has made him a valuable asset to his wing; even if some of the riders don’t necessarily like him.

When not working, he can actually seem like a pretty nice guy. He loves his son dearly and has built the boy’s ego quite a bit, promising the lad that he would one day impress a brown or bronze ’like his father’ and has unconsciously trained the boy to be sexist just like him. When not with his son or dragon or working, he can often be found in the dining hall or his own private quarters, drinking away his stress and sorrows. Wine is not the drink of choice for this man however, he much prefers a good cup of Klah with a drop of Fellis.

Likes/Dislikes:
Likes:

• Felines and Fire Lizards
• People who do what he says
• Traditions
• Fellis Juice
• Klah

Dislikes:

• Women dragon riders and women doing ‘men’s work‘
• Mutated Dragons (aka. New colours)
• The colour red
• Ocean
• Canines

Goals:

• To ‘put women in their proper place’
• To see his son succeed

Fears:

• Losing another member of his family
• Canines
• Drowning

Family:
Wife: Agella, Deceased
Son: Firogel, 18

History:

J’degar, born Jendegar, never knew his parents. He was the result of a Flight, and spent his childhood in the crèche. He had a good childhood however and spent many a days playing and exploring with the other children. When the time came to pick a craft, Gar decided to apprentice into the beast craft, wanting to help breed and care for some of the livestock that fed the Weyr’s dragons. After a turn in the craft, he realized he wasn’t entirely fond of it, but stuck to it for lack of a better option. Near his sixteenth turn, he met a lovely young lady by the name of Agella, whom he quickly fell in love with. The pair wed shortly after his seventeenth turn and they were both pleased to learnt hat a child was on the way. His son Firogel became his pride and joy, and Gar loved nothing more than coming home for the night to find his wife and son waiting for him. However, eventually even that joy was not enough to overcome his dislike for his chosen craft.

Hoping for a way out, Gar decided to see about standing, and was pleased to be accepted as a candidate. However, two turns passed before he finally caught the eye of brown Syphraelth. With his time now taken almost entirely by his dragon, his wife became upset and lonely, so after a Turn of waiting, she decided to try her own hand at impressing. Gar worried for her safety, but had faith in her, and soon enough she impressed to a blue. The two of them made it through their respective Turns of training and joined the wings. It was during these first few Turns as a rider that he began noticing how often female riders were taken out of the wings to deal with pregnancies, and his dislike of the constant rearranging of the wings began. Shortly thereafter, his wife became pregnant with their second son, but unlike some of the other women, she didn’t want to stop flying until she was physically unable to. During a wing practice near the end of her pregnancy an accident cause her to skip between, which in Turn caused her to have a miscarriage. Gar watched with tears in his eyes as the ordeal took the life of his wilful wife. From that day forth, Gar swore to rise to the top, to one day make changes that would stop something like that ever happening again.

After Turns of hard work and dedication, Gar has finally made it to the position of wingthird in his wing. Yet he isn’t happy, aware that in order to really set his plan into motion he needs to continue working hard. His desire to ‘protect the women’ has shifted over the Turns to seem more sexist than it was originally, not to mention the traditionalist in him despises the appearance of the mutant colours. He has no problem stooping to cheap tricks to get what he wants. Yes, J’degar is one of the riders responsible for ‘delaying’ Trelis’ Weyrwoman at Southern, and if he could have his way, the result of the Gold’s flight could change Pern.


Dragon Name: Syphraelth
Age: 15
Size: 35 Feet
Coloring:
Base: 4F4436
Markings: 241D15

Appearance:
Syphraelth hide is a light, greyed brown colour and is overall uniform in tone. His inner wing membranes are a dark, almost black colour. The same dark colour twists and twirls up his hind legs from the ankle to roughly halfway up the legs. A braided, criss-crossing band of the dark colour can be seen encircling the base of his neck, as well as the tip of his tail.

As far as size goes, this brown is rather average. Sitting just above the middle of the brown range, he is neither large, nor small, and it quite content with his place in life. His head is pointier than some dragons’ and his wingspan is quite long compared to the rest of his body, but it simply allows him to use less energy to move quickly in flight.

Personality: Syphraelth has always been a slow dragon, not mentally, but he likes to take his time to think things through before he speaks or acts. This isn’t to say he can’t act spontaneously when the need arises, but unless sudden action is required, he likes to take things at a comfortable pace. He can be a bit of a worry wart, especially when it comes to his rider, and sometimes buts in to his rider’s conversations if he thinks the man has crossed a line. Unlike his rider, Syphraelth likes to lounge about in the sun and doesn’t always feel the need to be in top shape like J’degar does. Regardless, his love for his rider is strong, and this brown is too happy to help his rider accomplish his goals.

Syphraelth has an odd dislike of wherries and will avoid coming near them or eating them if possible.

Mind-Voice
The Weyrleader has called us GarMine. We shall go, yes?
Syphraelth’s voice might remind one of distant thunder. Deep and rumbling, the sound of his speech sometimes seems to roll away into the distance at each pause, and like thunder, you can feel the subtle power resonating in its depths. As his emotions increase, so too does the intensity of his voice until finally it seems to crack with deafening power.

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How often are you here:
With the exception of this last week due to homework/midterms, I’m usually around at least a few times a day if not more.

How would someone describe you:
To quote the OtM: “Like the rash we just can't shake but have grown to love xD"

What can you offer: Active characters and a willingness to do the nitty gritty necessary things!

What can your character offer:
An active and drama-inducing Weyrleader. This character’s hatred of mutants AND of women on anything other than gold could bring in a lot of IC drama to Trelis. At the same time, his leadership capabilities, and experience as a wingthird could be beneficial to Trelis.

[Lark]

Username: Zara
Characters You Play:
Iirla of Gold Izanycorth
Zaekrin of Citrine Zaekrinsk
A'vin of Brown Vinerath
Daedra of Green Mrith
R'vin of Blue Umeith
Aantara of Green Sularth
Eliitra of Amethyst Nevinth

Name: Samara
Age: 25 Turns, Winter
Sexuality: Bisexual
Craft and Rank:N/A - a rider

Appearance:
Although Samara has longer black hair, it is typically tied back away from her angular face, which can easily display a wide array of emotions and may often hold a very fearsome expression in battle. Her large brown eyes are far less expressive, often hiding her emotions behind a mask of determination, a light which makes her eyes appear to be a storm. Her high cheek bones add a rather exotic flair. Her neck is long and slender, but as far as her build, though feminine, it is rather solid and she shows a very good tone of muscle.

Samara walks with a slight limp, but this does not impede her movements on the battle field with her sword or daggers. She is most commonly seen wearing red and brown leathers or armor. She can often be seen with a set jaw as she is rather defiant of the men that might attempt to put her down. After becoming a brown rider, Samara's defiance has only grown as she does not much appreciate any per-convceived ideas that a woman should not be able to be a Weyrleader or Weyrsecond.
Personality:
The most common theme with Samara's personality is determination. She does not lack it in any way. Her determination is the very thing that has helped to lead her and her brown Amiith this far. She was always stubborn and always a hard worker. She also had a bit of an... odd idea about the fact that if a Brown could impress to a woman, though rarely, then why wouldn't a king? Though it didn't happen for her, that doesn't mean that did break her spirits. She still holds out hope for a female king rider.

Samara has always been a tomboy. She likes to be involved in the same things as the men... as well as the women. And if a man things poorly of her for it, well that man is officially of her radar. For good. If they can't respect her for both sides of her personality, then that person, man or woman, might as well not exist to her.

Samara can be extremely difficult to get along with, but she is very level-headed, making her good at leading. A trait that may very well be what attracted Amiith to her and helped her to earn a spot as a Wingsecond in one of the high wings of Southern Weyr. However... She is still striving to become a Wingleader and she is determined not to stop until he gets there. She would like to see a woman as Weyrleader some day as well.

If you wish to characterize Samara into a few simple words, it's most likely going to be Women's Rights Activist. She will push and push until she can prove that women are just as good if not better than men. She has quite the temper at times, so best watch out as it is often just a hair trigger away.

Likes/Dislikes:
Likes:
+Leading
+Amiith
+Speaking out
+Proving to others that she's right
+Having her ideas listened to
+Anyone who shows respect for her ideals and desire to do both what most men and women do.
Dislikes:
-Disrespect
-When people think that a woman can't be a weyrleader (especially with Weyrwomen already being pretty much in control of the Weyr anyways.)
-Menial chores
-Most green whers (bad experience)
-Being told she isn't good enough.
Goals:
-To achieve a wingleader position
-To see a woman become a Weyrleader
Fears:
Tunnelsnakes
Being unable to fly with Amiith for any reason

Family:
Father: S'ra rider of Bronze Aggoth, deceased, Southern Weyr
Mother: Maellania, weyrfolk, Southern Weyr
Siblings (not really siblings)
A'far of Blue Simblith
Noterra of Green Lithrinth
A'mil of Bronze Saffiith
Minali of Blue Havrith, half sister
No'vin of Green Tammeranth
To'rin of Brown Saith
History: Born to a bronze rider of Southern Weyr, Samara grew up with little attention from her father. In fact, she didn't even know who he was until she was thirteen turns and became a Candidate. That was when she found out from her mother, Maelania, a woman who worked in the lower caverns of her father and her conception.

It happened one night at a hatching feast when her father had become drunk... and her mother as well. And that was all that she wanted to hear on the matter. She wished after hearing about him and knowing his identity, that she didn't know a thing about him. He was not a kind man, but a rather proud and cruel man over all. She came to despise him.

Growing up primarily in the creche with other rider's children, she came to call many of them siblings, although only her half sister Minali was truly related to her by blood. Though it made little difference as the two were not particularly close. At least not as close as Samara was to To'rin, or Tourin at that time.

It was when she stood at her first hatching that she would Impress. However, instead of Impressing to a green or blue as she had expected... She Impressed to a brown. It wasn't an unheard of situation, but one that, for sure, caught her by surprise. It was a much more... seldom heard of situation. She was proud. Very proud. Her Amiith had chosen her.

And, as expected, A'mil Impressed a Bronze. They had been good friends... she had even crushed on him. But, soon, they became rivals. She had always been determined to be a leader. Now she had a chance as a brown rider. And she would. But he wanted the position as a Wingleader.

As they went through training, the were constantly competing to see who would be the best at everything. However, Samara wasn't interested in competing with him as much as the fact he was simply attempting to stand in the way of their goal.

However, when they graduated, A'mil would graduate first of the class and she would graduate second. This didn't sit entirely well with her. Both of them became Wingriders and later, through hard work, started to climb ranks. A'mil, however, has now achieved the rank of Wingleader while Samara has only achieved the rank of Wingsecond, a fact that he has come to hold over her and that, in and of itself, has turned him into an enemy in her eyes.

Amiith has flown after several females, even golds, but has only ever won green flights. It frustrates him often enough. He finds it difficult to accept that a gold would not think him worthy of such a position. But Samara tries to calm him. To her, he is the greatest dragon to this day. However, she also thinks a woman should win the weyrleadership, though she does not necessarily think that it should be her...

To this day, they work hard and enjoy themselves as often as they can, though most say that Samara throws herself too much into her work and spends too little time with friends.

Dragon Name: Amiith
Age: 12 Turns
Size: 37 ft
Coloring:
Base-ad6d30
Underside-b9a38b
Legs-603a14
Body Markings-362f2d
Wing Markings-44372e
Nails-808184 and 1e1f21
Appearance:

Amiith is a large brown with a good amount of muscle, especially around his rather unusually large wings. His legs are rather long and although they are well muscled, this makes them look almost thin. His hide is a complex conglomerate of Brown markings which trace over a somewhat orange tinted brown base. His underside is a very pale, but rather warm brown color and his face is almost completely covered in very dark brown markings.

His wings are primarily that orange tinted brown, but fade to a darker ash-tinted gray color at their edges. His body is lined from the bottom of his jaw to the tip of his tail with tiger-like stripes that nearly border on more of a brindle. His tail end is entirely this color where ht lines seem to have just decided to come even closer together than before, melding into one solid colored piece. His nails are not all one color, but some being a lighter gray while others being a smoky near black gray color. All in all, he is a rather handsome brown dragon.
Personality: Amiith is what you would call a determined brown. He wants to achieve and get better at all times. He can't stand to be stagnant. Heck! He can barely stand to stay in one place for too long! He likes to be out flying, roaming and, very rarely, sleeping in the sun. He doesn't see why the Bronzes think themselves to be so much better than himself and other Browns. There is no reason why the should. At least in his opinion. He is even bigger than some of them for one and two... Well. He has a noble heart in his chest, though he rarely shows it to just anyone. He has a hard time admitting his concerns and can be a bit... closed up.

Though Amiith knows he is no typical Brown, he does have one thing in common with them. He is a very stable dragon. However... He has a quick temper for what he may feel are insults. Not necessarily directed towards him, but if they are directed towards His or towards others. He can take what you throw at him and care all the less.

He is, what some might consider, a Knight in shining armor sort or a king with a golden heart or something of that sort. His primary concern is for others and then for himself, which is why Samara is often so fearful that something might happen to him and she would lose him as he does not seem to even consider the kind of danger he might be putting himself in when he tries to defend his home and those there in it... He will jump to his feet to defend his, even in the cases when she may not truly be offended or in danger...
Mind-Voice
Watch your tongue. Boy.
Generally deep and gravelly, his voice is dynamic, easily and greatly colored by whatever he may be feeling or whatever may be going on around him. It is very deep and expressive. As far as the sound, it is more of a baritone.

How often are you here: Pretty constantly. I mean... I sneak onto this site at school 'cause I love it a bit too much.
How would someone describe you: Intelligent, kind, a good listener, a good friend, and an intelligent leader.
What can you offer: As a Weyrleader? Well... I'll be a highly active one for one (which we have been SO blessed to have thus far. I have seen SO many Weyrs where the Weyrleader just disappears after winning the position.), I am more than willing to do anything that needs to be done for the plot and for the best of Trelis. I am constantly trying to be a better rider and work better with Lark as her co-admin and I will take a very active roll anywhere in any part of the plot that I can.
What can your character offer:
Samara is a very determined character and an accomplished leader who is dedicated to hard work and improving on what may already exist. She will pour her heart and soul into being a Weyrleader, even if it means she dies during that time. She is very opinionated and may just try, however, to make more allowance for women and even lower colors to take more active rolls in leadership in one way or another, although at Trelis, the seem rather well integrated. She is a keen mind and a rather forceful personality that could be a driving force in the Weyr if it became necessary. She will likely be very respectful and try to find the best way to lead the Weyr - which would be by asking Inali her opinions as she knows her Weyr best.

[Lark]

Username:Jillianna
Characters You Play:
Character 1): Jillalene of blue Eulurth Flits: green Akiko and Blue Rokai
Character 2): D'rian of Bronze Kelath Flits: Bronze Shigure
Character 3): Alessandra Wher candidate
Character 4): Keegan Runner Beast Herder (eventumally/ candidate)
Character 5): Rhiannon of white Drastarith (Candidate assistant)

Name:G’lwein
Age: 26 winter
Sexuality: Hetero
Craft and Rank: Southern Rider. Wingsecond

Appearance: G’lwein stands at an impressive 6’4’’ tall. He has dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. His skin is a sunkissed tan and looks rather well taken care of despite his penchant for taking long flights every day with his Gormyth. He stays clean shaven the easier to show his killer white smile <3.

His eyes can sometimes take on a more malicious gleam taking him from angel to demon in a heartbeat. Very few people see this, but it’s most definitely there. For the most part, people remember him as the sweet brown rider with young features and always a kind word. He’s usually careful in his movements, not wanting to seem rash or hasty.

Personality: Where to start.

G’lwein comes off to people during his daily interactions as sweet. He’s kind and generous. He loves kids and takes time out of his day to check on the candidates and see if they need any help with anything. His voice is gentle, on the deeper end of the tenor range. It tends to put people at ease around him, which he uses to his advantage. He works hard for the weyr, doing just about anything and everything that they ask of him, much to the dislike of his Gormyth.

Everything is not always as it seems. This is especially true of this brown rider.G’lwein’s nice side is just a cover. Sure he sometimes does help others for the pure pleasure of simple gratitude, but more often than not he has something to gain. When people trust you they talk. When people talk… you learn things. G’lwein’s manipulativeness feeds into his wingleader’s plans as a spy, but it usually is not for the good of the weyr. His dark side is cold, calculating and vicious.

It’s almost like a split personality with this one. In the light, he’s sweet, like your all American boy next door. In the shadows… he’s a killer. Guilty of more than one silent execution of his fellow riders and their partners at the orders of his wingleader, there are very few things this man won’t do. Few people see that side, but God help them if they do…

(I just felt like I needed a darker charri <3 )






Likes/Dislikes:
Likes :
Flying
Women
The color red
Storms
Being himself (which is RARE unless he’s about to kill you )

Dislikes:
Goody goodies
Snobby women
Clingy women
Bronzeriders. (thinks he’s better than most bronzeriders he knows)



Goals:
To get out from under the thumb of his wingleader at any cost.

To infiltrate Trelis Weyr and either become it’s weyrleader, or bring it to the ground.


Fears:
To ask him, he’d of course say nothing and no one. In actuality, only one person frightens him. His fanatical bronze wingleader. Then there are certain areas of the southern continent he refuses to go.


Family:
Brother: Gemnah of Bronze Meazarth 41 turns

History:
Gelwein was born in a small hold on the edge of the southern continent. His father was a woodcutter and his mother died in childbirth. His father wasn’t around much and his needs were cared for by his older brother Gemnah. 14 year old Gemnah was not one to raise a kind and gentle child. His bonded Dragon Maezarth treated the child as a pest and he bares scars from having crossed the slightly aggressive bronze during his younger years.

He showed no interest in anything other than dragons. His turn came at the age of 16 when he was searched by a young green rider. In his younger years before the search came, he was quiet and withdrawn. Listening to and absorbing everything, then using his knowledge to his advantage.

After becoming a candidate he learned a new way to gain information, and this one was infinitely more fun. He became ‘friends’ with a few of his fellow candidates, riders, and holders. It was easier to pass his time acting as they expected him to act and not causing problems until he was a weyrling. His good act worked. He made it to 19 still not showing off his inner self, and impressed a large brown named Gormyth. Then however… with gormyth able to see into his soul and urging him to accept and embrace that part of himself, he did.

Their wingleader as full riders, was a vicious man. His bronze was uncharacteristically hot tempered much like his older brother’s bronze. His fear of the wingleader began when he watched him stab one of his own riders to death over nothing at all besides ‘she flew too slow’. The wingleader had taken it upon himself to protect the weyr even from within. G’lwein fit right in. Once his more covert talents were discovered, his wingleader unleashed terrors inside himself. He acted as a spy and assassin, able to get close to people before showing his true self and destroying them. All for the good of the weyr of course. Which he has done to this day when a queen rises. She may just be his ticket away from the devil that is the bronze leader.

Dragon Name:Gormyth
Age: 7 turns
Size:39 ft
Coloring: color and hex codes
Appearance:

Gormyth is a large brown at 39 feet tall. He’s a light, chocolate brown color on his underbelly, his neck, and the back half of his legs. This fades into a darker mottled brown along his head and most of his body. Two light scars marr his face. One is situated right under his eye and one just before his headknobs. The back of his wings are by far the darkest part of him a true chocolate brown with light and dark streaks toward the tips.

Personality:
Gormyth is intelligent. He tends to see the quickest route to doing something and go for it. Not afraid to risk himself he’ll do anything to keep His from being killed or hurt, just as long as His isn’t enjoying one of his games. He encourages His to be himself to make it easier on him. He has mixed feelings about the role His plays, because at times, he genuinely enjoys being the nice guy, but then he REALLY enjoys the kill as well.

Gormyth is a bit lazy at times, which is classic of some browns. He’s a hard worker too, which helps His when he’s trying to gain people’s trust. Not a very talkative dragon, gormyth, like the boy before he came to him prefers to watch… wait… and listen…

Mind-Voice
I don’t see why you don’t just kill them mine… They’re weak and you know it. We don’t need little ants like them. But I guess as long as they make this game of yours fun they can stick around a little longer…

How often are you here: as often as I can be <3
How would someone describe you: Uhmmmm >.> Wullp apparently im sweet, fun, chatty, and my characters can hold their own?
What can you offer: >.> Anything? Just let meh know what you need me to do and I’ll do my best <3
What can your character offer:As far as plot-ness goes, he can be our dark little insert into trelis from the south ^.^ I want him to be manipulative, I just don’t exactly know his endgame yet  this would be a lot easier if I DID know it. But eh. You know me. Uhhhhmmmm plottieness with someone trying to rehabilitate him away from his more murderous tendancies?

*not 100% sure this is all what you needed, but let me know and I’ll edit for you as usual, *

[Lark]

Username:PhantomoftheWolves
Characters You Play:Weyrling G'daro, Dragon Candidate Kite

Name:T'sshin
Age: 25 turns, Fall
Sexuality:Hetrosexual
Craft and Rank:Journeyman Healer

Appearance: T'sshin is a very good looking man. He is 5'9" and weighs 165 pounds. His red hair is scrulffed-looking and his green eyes sparkle with charm. He has a sharply pointed nose and a smirk on his face most of the time. He wears a gray vest with a white undershirt, navy blue pants and brown boots. Lastly, he as a long scar across his nose.
Personality: T'sshin is a very charming man. He is compassionate, polite, kind and has a good attitude on life. He loves his dragon, oiling his bronze hide and spending time with him. He always keeps his hair in a clean condition, taking a bath at least once a day.

He loves children and would protect them from Thread attacks. When it comes to dragonriding, he is a natural. He is a natural
leader and a good strategist. He excels in footraces and wrestling with the other riders and rarely loses.
Likes/Dislikes: He likes good food, the female riders, his dragon, his friends and his family. He dislikes Thread, being pushed around by someone bigger than him, bad or rotten food, people getting hurt, and being picked on.
Goals: To have a child and to have his dragon win a flight.
Fears:He fears spiders, rats and losing his dragon.

Family:
Shinzaku-40-Rider of Brown Rodudth
Tenten-39-Master Healer-Deceased
Shinten-18-Rider of Blue Yocth
History: T'sshin was born at Southern Weyr to a Brown rider and a Master Healer. He was loved by his father most of all because he saw potential as a rider. When he was 7 turns old, his brother Shinten was born. He loved his brother, always playing him and teaching him new things everyday.

When he was 12, his mother began teaching him the art of healing. He was a natural at it, making sure to correct his mistakes (with some help). Then, one turn later, his mother died of a strange illness. He was heartbroken, but stayed strong.

When he was 14, he was Searched and then a year later, he Impressed Bronze Geth. He loved his new friend and the two graduated at the top of his group. When he was 20, he got his scar from a runaway Herdbeast. To this day, he has remained strong and vigilant.

Dragon Name:Geth
Age:10 turns
Size: 40 feet
Coloring: Bronze
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Appearance: Geth is a big dragon that is very lean and muscular. He has giant wings to carry him across the sky and a thick chest to hold that big heart of his. His legs are long and his feet are narrow. His muzzle is long and a bit scrunched up at the tip. His hide is glossy and shiny from being oiled. He is very handsome to say the least.
Personality: Geth is a very wise dragon with 10 turns of fighting experience. His charming towards the greens and golds and confident in himself. He is athletic and graceful in the sky and he is also a good hunter. He is strong, tough and intimidating. He is very brave when fighting Thread and is not afraid to take risks.
Mind-VoiceDo not worry T'sshinMine. Everything will work out somehow.

How often are you here:I am online everyday.
How would someone describe you:Very interesting, a deep thinker, a kind heart and is very smart.
What can you offer: New ideas and lots of imagination.
What can your character offer: Lots of leadership, strength and cunning.