Post by Zirin on Jul 27, 2011 21:43:16 GMT -5
Name Rorchar
Pronunciation Roar-shar
Age 68 Turns
Season Born in Winter
Gender Male
Sexuality Bisexual
Location Trelis Weyr
Rank Blue Handler
PackEarthquake (Though he only takes active duty when absolutely necessary)
Family
Weyrmate: Dorbrik, 63, Handler of Green Dosk
Daughter: Cahreli, 48, Handler of Green Cask
-Two Daughters, (Ages: 23, 19)
Son: Roman, 35, JM Blacksmith (Sollace Hold)
-One Son (19)
Son:R'ral, 42, Rider of Blue Kubriath
-Two Sons (20, 13), Three Daughters(26, 17, 10)
Appearance
Rorchar is a chubby old man, though he hates to admit it. An injury to his leg many turns ago resulted in an inability to be incredibly active, which annoyed the normally hardworking, active man to no end. Unable to do tasks which had once been simple, Rorchar has slowly put on weight. Though he is not obese, he is likely one of the larger men in the Weyr. His skin is wrinkly and splotchy, and has a rather dark tan to it when the weather is nice, though even in Trelis winters are too cold for him to sunbathe and his skin because a rather sickly, pale colour. Once upon a time, the old man could boast a height of six foot two, though because of his hunched posture it looks more like five foot nine.
He lost most of his hair turns ago, and what remains is almost purely white, with the rare hint of grey. His eyes have also seen better years. One is a smokey grey colour, showing its blindness, and the other is a murky brown and though Rorchar wont admit it, most people are pretty sure he is losing his sight in that eye as well. In an attempt to remain youthful, he boasts a shockingly large and full beard. His body is also extraordinarily hairy.
Rorchar prefers to wear looser clothing to allow breathe-ability and movement in his old joints. He rarely, if ever, wears his work gear anymore. The injury in his leg stops him from walking unassisted, so he always carries a cane or walking stick, though even with that he still moves with an obvious limp. When he's not moving around, he likes to sit in the sun and puff on his pipe.
Personality
Grumpy, Traditionalist, Gruff, Good Memory, Protective, Alcoholic
Rorchar is your typical, grumpy old man. Having lived for almost seventy turns, he’s lived his life, and then some. He was once a cheerful, dedicated young man, and it seemed like he would never change, but an injury that cost him part of his eyesight and the use of his leg has slowly changed him into a grumpy, hateful man. He can be a rather demanding man, getting easily upset when he's not shown respect by the younger generation. He's old, he's lived his life, and by the shell of his whers egg he damn well expects you to listen to his life stories and care about them. Why, back in his day, the kids cared when their elders talked to them!
Rorchar has always been a traditionalist of sorts when it comes to dragons and whers. Believing in the original colours, the appearance of three new colours in Loraketh's clutch has made him uneasy and worried. He believes they are an 'omen of ill things to come', and likes to yell "I told you so!" Any time the gather fiasco is brought up.
Wher
Name Rorsk
Pronunciation Roar-sk
Age 56 Turns
Type Wher
Rank Blue
Size 5.2 Feet
Color Codes
Body: 98b1bd
Markings: 617a86
Appearance
(See Image for markings)
Rorsk is a pretty average wher as far as wher's go. Not the largest or the smallest, he sits comfortably in the middle. His build is more or less average. Average sized neck, average tail, average body. Its all average until you look at his legs. For some reason, Rorsk's hind legs are huge, making him look extremely back heavy. Walking and slow jogs look awkward for this guy. However, once he gets running, the true purpose of those legs shine through. Rorsk runs with an almost kangaroo type gait, with his back legs pushing him off the ground and his front legs doing nothing more than holding up his body as his hind legs get into position for another thrust. When he really gets fast, it almost looks like hes simply hopping along the ground, or at least it used to. His movements are slower and choppier now in his old age.
Personality
Possessive, Protective, Nervous, Lazy, Chatty. Not very intelligent, has tunnel vision (focuses on only one thing at a time)
History
-Grew up as a weyrbrat, met Dorbrik when he was 10 and they instantly became best friends
-Was quite the ladies man and went through various crushes all the time
-Had always been interested in whers. Went to watch a hatching when he was 16 and impressed to Blue Rorsk from the stands.
-Watched Dorbrik impress the next year to green Dosk
-Rorsk caught Dosk shortly after the green graduated. He woke up the next morning next to Dorbrik and freaked out.
-They didnt speak for 2 turns, during which time Rorchar tried to prove he was only interested in women. His endeavers resulted in his first child; Cahrelii.
-He was upset to find Rorsk consistently chasing and Catching Dosk. He had been drinking a bit the night Dosk was caught a fourth time, and gave in to the emotions again. (Now age 26)
-Waking up beside his once best friend again, he decided it was time to stop fighting it.
-They became official weyrmates a few turns later, though Dorbrick often took advantage of runs to sleep with women, and he had two more children over the turns.
-Over the turns, Rorsk has become more and more possessive of Dosk and gets jealous when she is caught by another male. Though he would never admit it, Rorchar gets jealous if Dorbrik spends the night with someone else as well.
-When Weyrleadership fell to Inali and T'rian, Rorchar wanted to leave the Weyr but was too old to do it. He doesnt think they will be able to keep up with the responsibility.
-The new colours in Loraketh's first clutch do not sit well the the now 68 turn old man. A traditionalist of sorts (due to his age) he believes the mutations will bring nothing but trouble to Trelis, a belief that was proven true at the gather.
He now waits with baited breath to see the two upcoming clutches (wher and dragon), hoping to see completely normal hatchlings from both.
Pronunciation Roar-shar
Age 68 Turns
Season Born in Winter
Gender Male
Sexuality Bisexual
Location Trelis Weyr
Rank Blue Handler
PackEarthquake (Though he only takes active duty when absolutely necessary)
Family
Weyrmate: Dorbrik, 63, Handler of Green Dosk
Daughter: Cahreli, 48, Handler of Green Cask
-Two Daughters, (Ages: 23, 19)
Son: Roman, 35, JM Blacksmith (Sollace Hold)
-One Son (19)
Son:R'ral, 42, Rider of Blue Kubriath
-Two Sons (20, 13), Three Daughters(26, 17, 10)
Appearance
Rorchar is a chubby old man, though he hates to admit it. An injury to his leg many turns ago resulted in an inability to be incredibly active, which annoyed the normally hardworking, active man to no end. Unable to do tasks which had once been simple, Rorchar has slowly put on weight. Though he is not obese, he is likely one of the larger men in the Weyr. His skin is wrinkly and splotchy, and has a rather dark tan to it when the weather is nice, though even in Trelis winters are too cold for him to sunbathe and his skin because a rather sickly, pale colour. Once upon a time, the old man could boast a height of six foot two, though because of his hunched posture it looks more like five foot nine.
He lost most of his hair turns ago, and what remains is almost purely white, with the rare hint of grey. His eyes have also seen better years. One is a smokey grey colour, showing its blindness, and the other is a murky brown and though Rorchar wont admit it, most people are pretty sure he is losing his sight in that eye as well. In an attempt to remain youthful, he boasts a shockingly large and full beard. His body is also extraordinarily hairy.
Rorchar prefers to wear looser clothing to allow breathe-ability and movement in his old joints. He rarely, if ever, wears his work gear anymore. The injury in his leg stops him from walking unassisted, so he always carries a cane or walking stick, though even with that he still moves with an obvious limp. When he's not moving around, he likes to sit in the sun and puff on his pipe.
Personality
Grumpy, Traditionalist, Gruff, Good Memory, Protective, Alcoholic
Rorchar is your typical, grumpy old man. Having lived for almost seventy turns, he’s lived his life, and then some. He was once a cheerful, dedicated young man, and it seemed like he would never change, but an injury that cost him part of his eyesight and the use of his leg has slowly changed him into a grumpy, hateful man. He can be a rather demanding man, getting easily upset when he's not shown respect by the younger generation. He's old, he's lived his life, and by the shell of his whers egg he damn well expects you to listen to his life stories and care about them. Why, back in his day, the kids cared when their elders talked to them!
Rorchar has always been a traditionalist of sorts when it comes to dragons and whers. Believing in the original colours, the appearance of three new colours in Loraketh's clutch has made him uneasy and worried. He believes they are an 'omen of ill things to come', and likes to yell "I told you so!" Any time the gather fiasco is brought up.
Wher
Name Rorsk
Pronunciation Roar-sk
Age 56 Turns
Type Wher
Rank Blue
Size 5.2 Feet
Color Codes
Body: 98b1bd
Markings: 617a86
Appearance
(See Image for markings)
Rorsk is a pretty average wher as far as wher's go. Not the largest or the smallest, he sits comfortably in the middle. His build is more or less average. Average sized neck, average tail, average body. Its all average until you look at his legs. For some reason, Rorsk's hind legs are huge, making him look extremely back heavy. Walking and slow jogs look awkward for this guy. However, once he gets running, the true purpose of those legs shine through. Rorsk runs with an almost kangaroo type gait, with his back legs pushing him off the ground and his front legs doing nothing more than holding up his body as his hind legs get into position for another thrust. When he really gets fast, it almost looks like hes simply hopping along the ground, or at least it used to. His movements are slower and choppier now in his old age.
Personality
Possessive, Protective, Nervous, Lazy, Chatty. Not very intelligent, has tunnel vision (focuses on only one thing at a time)
History
-Grew up as a weyrbrat, met Dorbrik when he was 10 and they instantly became best friends
-Was quite the ladies man and went through various crushes all the time
-Had always been interested in whers. Went to watch a hatching when he was 16 and impressed to Blue Rorsk from the stands.
-Watched Dorbrik impress the next year to green Dosk
-Rorsk caught Dosk shortly after the green graduated. He woke up the next morning next to Dorbrik and freaked out.
-They didnt speak for 2 turns, during which time Rorchar tried to prove he was only interested in women. His endeavers resulted in his first child; Cahrelii.
-He was upset to find Rorsk consistently chasing and Catching Dosk. He had been drinking a bit the night Dosk was caught a fourth time, and gave in to the emotions again. (Now age 26)
-Waking up beside his once best friend again, he decided it was time to stop fighting it.
-They became official weyrmates a few turns later, though Dorbrick often took advantage of runs to sleep with women, and he had two more children over the turns.
-Over the turns, Rorsk has become more and more possessive of Dosk and gets jealous when she is caught by another male. Though he would never admit it, Rorchar gets jealous if Dorbrik spends the night with someone else as well.
-When Weyrleadership fell to Inali and T'rian, Rorchar wanted to leave the Weyr but was too old to do it. He doesnt think they will be able to keep up with the responsibility.
-The new colours in Loraketh's first clutch do not sit well the the now 68 turn old man. A traditionalist of sorts (due to his age) he believes the mutations will bring nothing but trouble to Trelis, a belief that was proven true at the gather.
He now waits with baited breath to see the two upcoming clutches (wher and dragon), hoping to see completely normal hatchlings from both.