Post by Houka Ryuu on May 30, 2007 15:15:20 GMT -5
Player Info
Name: Houka
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Character Information
Name: Sirai
Honorific: S'ai
Gender: Male
Birthing Day: Summer 2466 (15)
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Sodalis Weyr
Rank: Weyrling
Standing: Sirai doesn't really have any opinions bad or good whatsoever about the Northern Continent for now. However, he does believe in the old way of protecting Pern, both the Southern and Northern Continent, from Thread.
Family:
Father: Sireno (see-reh-noh), Lateo WeyrHold, Harper of Master Rank
Age: 35 Winter Birthing Day
Description: Sireno has copper-colored hair which he has started to let grow. He has almond-shaped green eyes with smile lines at the edges. He stands six feet and five inches with a body used to hard labor. Despite his age, he still carries himself proudly and his muscular body is well-maintained without sagging or visible body fat like love handles or a belly pouch.
Personality: Takes things as they come. He never panics and strives to find solutions instead. A very easy-going person that is quick to laugh at jokes and pranks.
Mother: Aislan (eyes-lahn), Lateo WeyrHold, Weaver of Journeyman Rank
Age: 29 Winter Birthing Day, (Deceased)
Description: Aislan had golden blond hair that reached way below her waist and almost touching the back of her knees. She had round-shaped dark brown eyes that could make a man drown in her sweet innocent gaze. She was on the petite size of five feet and five inches.
Personality: She was always anxious about anything and everything. If not for Sireno's calm outlook in life, she would have gotten so stressed out with her life that she would literally make herself sick with worry.
Brother: Siran (see-ran), Lateo WeyrHold, Holdbrat
Age: 12 Autumn Birthing Day
Description: Siran has fiery red hair like his father that reaches just a little past his shoulders. However he has big round-shaped brown eyes a common physical trait of the people of Pern. At the moment, he stands at five feet and eight inches and growing. He has started to get a muscular body since he started apprenticeship with farming.
Personality: He is a very serious person and takes his chores very seriously. He's very quiet and reserved. In a crowded room, he is often the one at the back being ignored.
Brother: Renolan (reh-noh-lahn), Lateo WeyrHold, Holdbrat
Age: 9 Spring Birthing Day
Description: Renolan is the elder of the twins. Renolan has yellow blond hair that reaches a few inches past his shoulders. Unlike her sister, he really takes good care of his hair so it is usually clean and neatly combed. He has slanting eyes the color of green grass. At the moment, He stands at exactly five feet but He is still a growing boy.
Personality: A very reserved person, he is the one always taking care of Reta's many scrapes and bruises. He also makes sure that she does her chores before she goes out to have fun.
Sister: Lanire (lah-knee-reh), Lateo WeyrHold, Holdbrat
Age: 9 Spring Birthing Day
Description: Lanire is the younger of the twins. Lanire has yellow blond hair that reaches a few inches past her shoulders. Unlike her sister, she doesn't really take good care of her hair so it is usually in wild disarray. She has slanting eyes the color of green grass. At the moment, she stands at exactly five feet but she is still a growing girl.
Personality: She's very care-free. She doesn't care about cuts and scrapes, nor does she care about her appearance. All she cares about is having fun in life while she still can.
Sister: Airen (eye--rehn), Lateo WeyrHold, Holdbrat
Age: 6 Summer Birthing Day
Description: Like Lanire, Airen has yellow blond hair and at the moment, her hair is a few inches past the middle of her back. Unlike her sister, she really takes good care of her hair so it is usually clean and neat and arranged in a braid. She has eyes the color of a light brown dragon. At the moment, she stands at three feet and eight inches. However, she is still a growing girl.
Personality: Airen inherited her mother's anxious disposition. It is hoped that she would one day outgrow her nervousness regarding anything and everything in life.
Brother: Siris (see-rees), Lateo WeyrHold, Holdbrat
Age: 3 Winter Birthing Day
Description: Siris has red hair just like his brother Siran. In addition, he has inehirted his father's almond-shaped green eyes. At the moment, he stands at exactly three feet and he is still a growing boy.
Personality: Being only three turns of age, it is still a little too early for him to have a set personality.
Pets: None
Appearance: Sirai is blessed with good bone structure. His hair is midnight black with a bluish tint during the day, and just a little too long. Sometimes it has the tendency to curl at his forehead and the back of his neck. Sirai's hair is very silky and shiny that any girl would envy and usually has his hair up in a no nonsense braid. In the summer, most people’s hair lightens due to a natural reaction the sun - but Sirai’s hair never seems to get any lighter at all. It would not be surprising if it stayed black even when he becomes elderly.
But his favorite aspect of his appearance is his eyes. They are big and blue - endlessly soulful, and ever-betraying his innermost thoughts and emotions. He has long dark eyelashes that are usually hidden behind hides and scrolls that he likes to read.
Sirai has grown well into his nearly 6’ 10" stature, with broad shoulders and runner’s legs. In addition, he is graced with an athlete's body and his skin is a light tan, despite his fondness for being inside with any bits of literature or well, any sort of writing what-so-ever really.
As aforementioned, he has a good bone structure, a strong jaw line, and nice lips. Maybe if he wasn’t always hiding it behind a book, or bent over a scroll, more people could appreciate it. He walks around with an expression that is something akin to a lost puppy, where most have a strong desire to take care of him if they were not put off by the vibe that he unconciously eminates.
His teeth are straight and white (and happens to be the first thing he notices about other people) and are always revealed when he smiles. He does smile a lot, but most of the time his expression is pensive, and certainly not without warrant.
Personality: Sirai has a laid back kind of personality. He is not one to be found panicking needlessly and usually helps to find solutions to problems. He likes to take things leisurely almost to the point of procrastinating although he does get the job done. Sirai is kind of hard to get to know for he has this unapproachable vibe around him. One could say that it is a fault of his personality. But, do not get me wrong, he is the most amiable sort of fellow. It is just that the way he carries himself puts others off. Once you do get to know him, Sirai is the kind of person where one could express his or her most deepest darkest secret and not worry about it being spread around the weyr. He is a warm and kind person always quick to offer his help. Sirai does not like to tattle nor does he like people who spread rumors about others. He believes that secrets must be held dear to oneself should a person deem you worthy enough to share a secret. In addition, he firmly believes that promises must be kept and never broken. He has a dim view of others who do not keep their promises. He is a sure friend to the end and very protective of them too. He is quick to correct others about their etiquette and manners especially if they are his elders. One could almost say that there is no joy in his life but he is quick to laugh at his mistakes and his blunders. And he has an optimistic way of looking at things in life.
In addition, unlike his brothers and sisters, Sirai has a great love of learning. He started learning to read and write at a tender age of three turns old. Sirai is a pretty quick learner and has a talent for remembering things, obscure or otherwise, better than most people can. However, his best skill is his eloquent speech. He uses wit, intellect, some sarcasm, and a whole lot of charm to appeal to people... it’s a common consensus that he could probably convince a Thread to turn around and go back home just by talking to it. During his free time, Sirai likes to alphabetize things, or arrange things in color gradient patterns, and hire himself out as a writer for those who are unable to do so (be it for illiteracy, blindness, laziness, etc.). He enjoys swimming, and sky-gazing (he’s the head-in-the-clouds kind). He also likes to visit and talk with Artists, if that can be considered a hobby. As for his faults, one would say that his low opinion of those who are considered dimglows or deadglows is a failing trait of his personality. He also thinks that other men do not compare to his sense of fashion when it comes to choosing clothes that will not clash colors. And another trait that may be considered a fault is that when he gets engrossed in his reading, he would normally ignore his surrounding so you'll have to actually physically disturb him to get his attention. And last but not least, for all that he would love to be a dragon rider, he has a great fear of heights because of the accident when he was younger. He used to get nauseous and in rare occasions faint should he be given the visage that he was standing on air or should he be near the edge or a window. As long as there was solid footing beneath his feet, he was fine, otherwise, he would start to freak out. Although he has mostly overcome this fear, there is still some ways to go before he can completely be free of it.
History: It was the late winter of the turn 2465. Aislan was 18 turns old and she was allowed to accompany her mother when she, Aislan's mother, went to the Weyr to give her finished weavings to those people that ordered them from her. It was a crisp bright day and they were promptly received and ushered into the lower caverns where the weyr hall was located. There, they were given mugs of hot klah each and were told to wait for the people who will collect her mother's weavings when suddenly, a great bellow was heard through out the weyr. Gold Gertruth had Risen to mate. Aislan was totally unprepared for the strange sensations crawling through her body. Quite frankly, she didn't know what was happening to her and that just made her worry more. As time passed, the sensations gradually decreased but with it she was experiencing increasing pure unadulterated lust. When she had looked at her mother, she didn't seem to be in anyway disturbed like she was. Striving for anything to do, she had asked her mother if she could explore the weyr on her own, her mother fearing nothing would be wrong about that let Aislan wander.
As Aislan wandered near the weyrbowl, it was then that she noticed the graceful body of Gold Gertruth in the air flying without her rider. Seeing the riderless gold jolted Aislan's mind to what it all meant. Gertruth was flying to mate. And somehow, Aislan was so mezmerized about the flight that she unwittingly wandered to where the other riders had gathered around the gold rider. And of course, as the winning dragon caught Gertruth, the others slowly unmerged from their dragon but they were still sexually in overdrive. By pure happenstance, Aislan was caught in the gold's projected emotions that she never even knew that one of the riders had turned to her and started doing the deed with her. Aislan's whole being was being overwhelmed with the pure emotions and feelings that she didn't even fight back and allowed the rider to have sex with her. It was rought, hard, fast and over too soon. The rider thinking that Aislan was one of the willing partners had left her without any intorductions nor a glance back at her sleeping satiated form. Aislan felt like waking up from a drugged sleep. She wondered at her nakedness and at the soreness of her body in places she didn't even know existed. However, the soreness was not at all painful but, it left her feeling well... satisfied was the best thing she could describe. As she came fully awake, she realized that her mother must be already ready to leave. In haste, she dressed and totally forgot about what had just happened to her. However, after a month, it was clear to her that something must have happened because she found out that she was pregnant and she didn't know who the father was. Sireno was one of Aislan's suitors who did not mind her having someone else's child. He was understanding of the fact that things happen when one is under the influence of... the mating lust of dragons. They were married not soon after Aislan found out that she was pregnant.
And in the turn 2466, Sireno named their first born son, Sirai. Sir from his own name, Sireno and ai from Aislan. Sireno treated Sirai just as if he was his own flesh and blood. And as the turns passed, Sirai grew up to love Sireno and Aislan just like any child would love his own parents. Sirai was a silent child, never one to cry out loud when in the hands of strangers, especially when his mother left him at the creche with other hold babies and holdbrats. He learned to walk at a very young age of ten months old. And just like the children from old Earth, his first word was Dada at thirteen months old. As time passed, it was rather evident that Sirai was a very intelligent child. And by age three on 2469, he was being thought how to read and write by his Harper of a father, Sireno. In addition, Aislan gave birth to his brother, Siran. Life went on as usual for Sirai with the sole change of having Siran as part of their family now. Once in a while, Sirai will help his mother to take care of Siran, but usually, Sirai will be found practicing his letters or trying to read one of the hide records in the hold.
Sirai's love of learning and reading has made him rather too advance for those children his age and so, we find him in the company of older holdbrats as his playmates. Sirai thought that those of his age were not worth his time because they did not understand the things that he did. Sometimes they, the older holdbrats, played rough forgetting the fact that Sirai was really young. Therefore one day, when he was barely four turns old in 2470, while he was playing with the other older kids, he got accidentally pushed out a window and fell five feet to the ground. He got a broken leg and arm which both healed nicely enough without any visible scars. However, since that time, he has been afraid of heights. So long as there is solid ground or floor beneath his feet that he could visibly see, he was fine. However, place him near a window and he starts to freak out; and sometimes ends up fainting because of his fear of heights.
When he turned five in 2471, Sirai has learned to talk so eloquently that people especially strangers are taken aback at his wit and intellect. They would have guessed Sirai as being a child of ten when he was in fact only five. In addition, Sirai has started trying to teach his young brother Siran who was only two turns old how to speak properly. In 2472, his mother gave birth to twins a boy and a girl. They were named Renolan and Lanire respectively. They were two new additions to his family. In addition, he now started to attend the lessons thought to all children by the resident Harper in the Hold. He would usually want to be the best and the brightest among the group of children. Since he already knows how to read and write at this time, the Harper then began to teach him the Teaching Songs and Ballads. Time passed quickly with his life being in a sort of routine. And only important aspects in his life remain lodged in his brain like the birth of another sister who was named, Airen, in 2475 just a few sevendays after he turned nine turns old. By this time, Sirai has develop a love for always arranging things either alphabetically or by color gradient. This habit formed because he would always pick up after his brothers and sisters who always seem to leave all their toys on the floor. Sometimes, to escape the hussle and bussle in their hold, Sirai would venture out alone to swim in the nearby lake and gaze at the sky as he let himself get dried under the sun.
In 2478 his life was dealt a shocking blow when his mother died as she gave birth to his youngest brother, Siris, a few months after he turned twelve turns old. Despite this, Sirai still loved his brother Siris even if his birth caused their mother's death. Instead of going into grief and despair, he took over taking care of Siris and his other brothers and sisters. However, because of his mother's death, he had formed a deeper bond with Siris for the reason that he, Siris, was the only memento he had left of his mother. At his mother's funeral, one of the guests had given a portrait of his mother as a parting gift. He was so impressed with the drawing that he started to visit and talk with Artists asking questions of how they made their drawings. As time passed, since he was taking care of his brothers and sisters, he developed the habit of always correcting their etiquette and manners that in the end, Sirai could never stop himself from correcting strangers in the proper etiquette and manners. When he had turned fourteen on 2480, Sirai began to wonder why he looked so much different from his other brothers and sisters. And one day, he asked his father why it was so. He was rather shocked to learn that he in fact was not his father's "real" son but someone elses. However, his father adamantly declared that even if that was so, Sirai can rest assured that his father claims him as his own flesh and blood no matter the facts of his birth. After the shock wore off, Sirai got to thinking and in the end, he didn't care if Sireno wasn't his "real" father. After all these turns, to him, Sireno was his one and only "real" father.
A few months after his fourteenth birthday, Sirai told his father his lifelong dream of becoming a dragonrider. His father, Sireno, wasn't surprised and gave his blessing and permission to go if and when Sirai ever got Searched. With this in mind, Sirai started a series of exercises that would if not get rid of his fear of heights, at least enough that he would not faint dead away or get nauseous near high places. A turn passed and when he turned fifteen in 2481, he was proud to say that he had achieved his goal of at least overcoming most of his fear of heights. He can tolerate high places now however, he must admit that he does not care for being in such lofty positions. He just hoped that as the time passed, his tolerance for high places will grow stronger and before long, he shall completely overcome his fear of heights. And not too long after, there came a time that a dragon rider visited the Hold and chanced upon Sirai. The dragon rider hailed Sirai and it was soon discovered that Sirai has been Searched. Sirai was ecstatic and excitedly said his farewell to his family and hastily put his clothes in his luggage. It has been a week since he has arrived at Paladin Keep Weyr and Sirai is happy at being a Candidate no matter that he needs to do Chores while he waits for a Clutch to Hatch. And it was not long that Sirai was able to Impress Brown Werunth. Now his days are filled with Weyrling lessons hoping that soon he will be part of the ranks of Dragonriders.
Dragon Information
Name: Werunth
Color: Brown
Age: Hatchling
Description: Biggest brown of the clutch, very light brown, his claws and boneflesh are colored medium brown. His wingleather is about the same color as his boneflesh.
Personality: Loyal, kind, and sturdy. He feels a constant need to cheer up the sad. He is okay with working hard and loves to sun bathe.
History:
Werunth was scratching from inside his egg desperately trying to break free from the confining space. Inside, he could feel his growing hunger as he struggled to get out. But then, a feeling so strange and alien from his own called out to his soul. Someone out there was sad, so sad that Werunth just had to get out and comfort that someone. Finally, after some effort, Werunth broke free of the egg. However, he was not alone for three of his siblings had also broken free of their eggs. Werunth however was the first to nose his way out and as he emerged, he heard the crowds' disappointed sigh. But he was not concerned about them, he was more concerned about his lifemate. He numbly glided to where he felt his lifemate was feeling sad.
My S'ai, what is wrong? Werunth knows it took him a long time to get out of his shell, but he is here now with hungry stomachs and a lot of love! he said, softly reassuring his rider.
Clutch: Gold Caliath by Bronze Beodith
Hatching Order: 28
Name: Houka
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Character Information
Name: Sirai
Honorific: S'ai
Gender: Male
Birthing Day: Summer 2466 (15)
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Sodalis Weyr
Rank: Weyrling
Standing: Sirai doesn't really have any opinions bad or good whatsoever about the Northern Continent for now. However, he does believe in the old way of protecting Pern, both the Southern and Northern Continent, from Thread.
Family:
Father: Sireno (see-reh-noh), Lateo WeyrHold, Harper of Master Rank
Age: 35 Winter Birthing Day
Description: Sireno has copper-colored hair which he has started to let grow. He has almond-shaped green eyes with smile lines at the edges. He stands six feet and five inches with a body used to hard labor. Despite his age, he still carries himself proudly and his muscular body is well-maintained without sagging or visible body fat like love handles or a belly pouch.
Personality: Takes things as they come. He never panics and strives to find solutions instead. A very easy-going person that is quick to laugh at jokes and pranks.
Mother: Aislan (eyes-lahn), Lateo WeyrHold, Weaver of Journeyman Rank
Age: 29 Winter Birthing Day, (Deceased)
Description: Aislan had golden blond hair that reached way below her waist and almost touching the back of her knees. She had round-shaped dark brown eyes that could make a man drown in her sweet innocent gaze. She was on the petite size of five feet and five inches.
Personality: She was always anxious about anything and everything. If not for Sireno's calm outlook in life, she would have gotten so stressed out with her life that she would literally make herself sick with worry.
Brother: Siran (see-ran), Lateo WeyrHold, Holdbrat
Age: 12 Autumn Birthing Day
Description: Siran has fiery red hair like his father that reaches just a little past his shoulders. However he has big round-shaped brown eyes a common physical trait of the people of Pern. At the moment, he stands at five feet and eight inches and growing. He has started to get a muscular body since he started apprenticeship with farming.
Personality: He is a very serious person and takes his chores very seriously. He's very quiet and reserved. In a crowded room, he is often the one at the back being ignored.
Brother: Renolan (reh-noh-lahn), Lateo WeyrHold, Holdbrat
Age: 9 Spring Birthing Day
Description: Renolan is the elder of the twins. Renolan has yellow blond hair that reaches a few inches past his shoulders. Unlike her sister, he really takes good care of his hair so it is usually clean and neatly combed. He has slanting eyes the color of green grass. At the moment, He stands at exactly five feet but He is still a growing boy.
Personality: A very reserved person, he is the one always taking care of Reta's many scrapes and bruises. He also makes sure that she does her chores before she goes out to have fun.
Sister: Lanire (lah-knee-reh), Lateo WeyrHold, Holdbrat
Age: 9 Spring Birthing Day
Description: Lanire is the younger of the twins. Lanire has yellow blond hair that reaches a few inches past her shoulders. Unlike her sister, she doesn't really take good care of her hair so it is usually in wild disarray. She has slanting eyes the color of green grass. At the moment, she stands at exactly five feet but she is still a growing girl.
Personality: She's very care-free. She doesn't care about cuts and scrapes, nor does she care about her appearance. All she cares about is having fun in life while she still can.
Sister: Airen (eye--rehn), Lateo WeyrHold, Holdbrat
Age: 6 Summer Birthing Day
Description: Like Lanire, Airen has yellow blond hair and at the moment, her hair is a few inches past the middle of her back. Unlike her sister, she really takes good care of her hair so it is usually clean and neat and arranged in a braid. She has eyes the color of a light brown dragon. At the moment, she stands at three feet and eight inches. However, she is still a growing girl.
Personality: Airen inherited her mother's anxious disposition. It is hoped that she would one day outgrow her nervousness regarding anything and everything in life.
Brother: Siris (see-rees), Lateo WeyrHold, Holdbrat
Age: 3 Winter Birthing Day
Description: Siris has red hair just like his brother Siran. In addition, he has inehirted his father's almond-shaped green eyes. At the moment, he stands at exactly three feet and he is still a growing boy.
Personality: Being only three turns of age, it is still a little too early for him to have a set personality.
Pets: None
Appearance: Sirai is blessed with good bone structure. His hair is midnight black with a bluish tint during the day, and just a little too long. Sometimes it has the tendency to curl at his forehead and the back of his neck. Sirai's hair is very silky and shiny that any girl would envy and usually has his hair up in a no nonsense braid. In the summer, most people’s hair lightens due to a natural reaction the sun - but Sirai’s hair never seems to get any lighter at all. It would not be surprising if it stayed black even when he becomes elderly.
But his favorite aspect of his appearance is his eyes. They are big and blue - endlessly soulful, and ever-betraying his innermost thoughts and emotions. He has long dark eyelashes that are usually hidden behind hides and scrolls that he likes to read.
Sirai has grown well into his nearly 6’ 10" stature, with broad shoulders and runner’s legs. In addition, he is graced with an athlete's body and his skin is a light tan, despite his fondness for being inside with any bits of literature or well, any sort of writing what-so-ever really.
As aforementioned, he has a good bone structure, a strong jaw line, and nice lips. Maybe if he wasn’t always hiding it behind a book, or bent over a scroll, more people could appreciate it. He walks around with an expression that is something akin to a lost puppy, where most have a strong desire to take care of him if they were not put off by the vibe that he unconciously eminates.
His teeth are straight and white (and happens to be the first thing he notices about other people) and are always revealed when he smiles. He does smile a lot, but most of the time his expression is pensive, and certainly not without warrant.
Personality: Sirai has a laid back kind of personality. He is not one to be found panicking needlessly and usually helps to find solutions to problems. He likes to take things leisurely almost to the point of procrastinating although he does get the job done. Sirai is kind of hard to get to know for he has this unapproachable vibe around him. One could say that it is a fault of his personality. But, do not get me wrong, he is the most amiable sort of fellow. It is just that the way he carries himself puts others off. Once you do get to know him, Sirai is the kind of person where one could express his or her most deepest darkest secret and not worry about it being spread around the weyr. He is a warm and kind person always quick to offer his help. Sirai does not like to tattle nor does he like people who spread rumors about others. He believes that secrets must be held dear to oneself should a person deem you worthy enough to share a secret. In addition, he firmly believes that promises must be kept and never broken. He has a dim view of others who do not keep their promises. He is a sure friend to the end and very protective of them too. He is quick to correct others about their etiquette and manners especially if they are his elders. One could almost say that there is no joy in his life but he is quick to laugh at his mistakes and his blunders. And he has an optimistic way of looking at things in life.
In addition, unlike his brothers and sisters, Sirai has a great love of learning. He started learning to read and write at a tender age of three turns old. Sirai is a pretty quick learner and has a talent for remembering things, obscure or otherwise, better than most people can. However, his best skill is his eloquent speech. He uses wit, intellect, some sarcasm, and a whole lot of charm to appeal to people... it’s a common consensus that he could probably convince a Thread to turn around and go back home just by talking to it. During his free time, Sirai likes to alphabetize things, or arrange things in color gradient patterns, and hire himself out as a writer for those who are unable to do so (be it for illiteracy, blindness, laziness, etc.). He enjoys swimming, and sky-gazing (he’s the head-in-the-clouds kind). He also likes to visit and talk with Artists, if that can be considered a hobby. As for his faults, one would say that his low opinion of those who are considered dimglows or deadglows is a failing trait of his personality. He also thinks that other men do not compare to his sense of fashion when it comes to choosing clothes that will not clash colors. And another trait that may be considered a fault is that when he gets engrossed in his reading, he would normally ignore his surrounding so you'll have to actually physically disturb him to get his attention. And last but not least, for all that he would love to be a dragon rider, he has a great fear of heights because of the accident when he was younger. He used to get nauseous and in rare occasions faint should he be given the visage that he was standing on air or should he be near the edge or a window. As long as there was solid footing beneath his feet, he was fine, otherwise, he would start to freak out. Although he has mostly overcome this fear, there is still some ways to go before he can completely be free of it.
History: It was the late winter of the turn 2465. Aislan was 18 turns old and she was allowed to accompany her mother when she, Aislan's mother, went to the Weyr to give her finished weavings to those people that ordered them from her. It was a crisp bright day and they were promptly received and ushered into the lower caverns where the weyr hall was located. There, they were given mugs of hot klah each and were told to wait for the people who will collect her mother's weavings when suddenly, a great bellow was heard through out the weyr. Gold Gertruth had Risen to mate. Aislan was totally unprepared for the strange sensations crawling through her body. Quite frankly, she didn't know what was happening to her and that just made her worry more. As time passed, the sensations gradually decreased but with it she was experiencing increasing pure unadulterated lust. When she had looked at her mother, she didn't seem to be in anyway disturbed like she was. Striving for anything to do, she had asked her mother if she could explore the weyr on her own, her mother fearing nothing would be wrong about that let Aislan wander.
As Aislan wandered near the weyrbowl, it was then that she noticed the graceful body of Gold Gertruth in the air flying without her rider. Seeing the riderless gold jolted Aislan's mind to what it all meant. Gertruth was flying to mate. And somehow, Aislan was so mezmerized about the flight that she unwittingly wandered to where the other riders had gathered around the gold rider. And of course, as the winning dragon caught Gertruth, the others slowly unmerged from their dragon but they were still sexually in overdrive. By pure happenstance, Aislan was caught in the gold's projected emotions that she never even knew that one of the riders had turned to her and started doing the deed with her. Aislan's whole being was being overwhelmed with the pure emotions and feelings that she didn't even fight back and allowed the rider to have sex with her. It was rought, hard, fast and over too soon. The rider thinking that Aislan was one of the willing partners had left her without any intorductions nor a glance back at her sleeping satiated form. Aislan felt like waking up from a drugged sleep. She wondered at her nakedness and at the soreness of her body in places she didn't even know existed. However, the soreness was not at all painful but, it left her feeling well... satisfied was the best thing she could describe. As she came fully awake, she realized that her mother must be already ready to leave. In haste, she dressed and totally forgot about what had just happened to her. However, after a month, it was clear to her that something must have happened because she found out that she was pregnant and she didn't know who the father was. Sireno was one of Aislan's suitors who did not mind her having someone else's child. He was understanding of the fact that things happen when one is under the influence of... the mating lust of dragons. They were married not soon after Aislan found out that she was pregnant.
And in the turn 2466, Sireno named their first born son, Sirai. Sir from his own name, Sireno and ai from Aislan. Sireno treated Sirai just as if he was his own flesh and blood. And as the turns passed, Sirai grew up to love Sireno and Aislan just like any child would love his own parents. Sirai was a silent child, never one to cry out loud when in the hands of strangers, especially when his mother left him at the creche with other hold babies and holdbrats. He learned to walk at a very young age of ten months old. And just like the children from old Earth, his first word was Dada at thirteen months old. As time passed, it was rather evident that Sirai was a very intelligent child. And by age three on 2469, he was being thought how to read and write by his Harper of a father, Sireno. In addition, Aislan gave birth to his brother, Siran. Life went on as usual for Sirai with the sole change of having Siran as part of their family now. Once in a while, Sirai will help his mother to take care of Siran, but usually, Sirai will be found practicing his letters or trying to read one of the hide records in the hold.
Sirai's love of learning and reading has made him rather too advance for those children his age and so, we find him in the company of older holdbrats as his playmates. Sirai thought that those of his age were not worth his time because they did not understand the things that he did. Sometimes they, the older holdbrats, played rough forgetting the fact that Sirai was really young. Therefore one day, when he was barely four turns old in 2470, while he was playing with the other older kids, he got accidentally pushed out a window and fell five feet to the ground. He got a broken leg and arm which both healed nicely enough without any visible scars. However, since that time, he has been afraid of heights. So long as there is solid ground or floor beneath his feet that he could visibly see, he was fine. However, place him near a window and he starts to freak out; and sometimes ends up fainting because of his fear of heights.
When he turned five in 2471, Sirai has learned to talk so eloquently that people especially strangers are taken aback at his wit and intellect. They would have guessed Sirai as being a child of ten when he was in fact only five. In addition, Sirai has started trying to teach his young brother Siran who was only two turns old how to speak properly. In 2472, his mother gave birth to twins a boy and a girl. They were named Renolan and Lanire respectively. They were two new additions to his family. In addition, he now started to attend the lessons thought to all children by the resident Harper in the Hold. He would usually want to be the best and the brightest among the group of children. Since he already knows how to read and write at this time, the Harper then began to teach him the Teaching Songs and Ballads. Time passed quickly with his life being in a sort of routine. And only important aspects in his life remain lodged in his brain like the birth of another sister who was named, Airen, in 2475 just a few sevendays after he turned nine turns old. By this time, Sirai has develop a love for always arranging things either alphabetically or by color gradient. This habit formed because he would always pick up after his brothers and sisters who always seem to leave all their toys on the floor. Sometimes, to escape the hussle and bussle in their hold, Sirai would venture out alone to swim in the nearby lake and gaze at the sky as he let himself get dried under the sun.
In 2478 his life was dealt a shocking blow when his mother died as she gave birth to his youngest brother, Siris, a few months after he turned twelve turns old. Despite this, Sirai still loved his brother Siris even if his birth caused their mother's death. Instead of going into grief and despair, he took over taking care of Siris and his other brothers and sisters. However, because of his mother's death, he had formed a deeper bond with Siris for the reason that he, Siris, was the only memento he had left of his mother. At his mother's funeral, one of the guests had given a portrait of his mother as a parting gift. He was so impressed with the drawing that he started to visit and talk with Artists asking questions of how they made their drawings. As time passed, since he was taking care of his brothers and sisters, he developed the habit of always correcting their etiquette and manners that in the end, Sirai could never stop himself from correcting strangers in the proper etiquette and manners. When he had turned fourteen on 2480, Sirai began to wonder why he looked so much different from his other brothers and sisters. And one day, he asked his father why it was so. He was rather shocked to learn that he in fact was not his father's "real" son but someone elses. However, his father adamantly declared that even if that was so, Sirai can rest assured that his father claims him as his own flesh and blood no matter the facts of his birth. After the shock wore off, Sirai got to thinking and in the end, he didn't care if Sireno wasn't his "real" father. After all these turns, to him, Sireno was his one and only "real" father.
A few months after his fourteenth birthday, Sirai told his father his lifelong dream of becoming a dragonrider. His father, Sireno, wasn't surprised and gave his blessing and permission to go if and when Sirai ever got Searched. With this in mind, Sirai started a series of exercises that would if not get rid of his fear of heights, at least enough that he would not faint dead away or get nauseous near high places. A turn passed and when he turned fifteen in 2481, he was proud to say that he had achieved his goal of at least overcoming most of his fear of heights. He can tolerate high places now however, he must admit that he does not care for being in such lofty positions. He just hoped that as the time passed, his tolerance for high places will grow stronger and before long, he shall completely overcome his fear of heights. And not too long after, there came a time that a dragon rider visited the Hold and chanced upon Sirai. The dragon rider hailed Sirai and it was soon discovered that Sirai has been Searched. Sirai was ecstatic and excitedly said his farewell to his family and hastily put his clothes in his luggage. It has been a week since he has arrived at Paladin Keep Weyr and Sirai is happy at being a Candidate no matter that he needs to do Chores while he waits for a Clutch to Hatch. And it was not long that Sirai was able to Impress Brown Werunth. Now his days are filled with Weyrling lessons hoping that soon he will be part of the ranks of Dragonriders.
Dragon Information
Name: Werunth
Color: Brown
Age: Hatchling
Description: Biggest brown of the clutch, very light brown, his claws and boneflesh are colored medium brown. His wingleather is about the same color as his boneflesh.
Personality: Loyal, kind, and sturdy. He feels a constant need to cheer up the sad. He is okay with working hard and loves to sun bathe.
History:
Werunth was scratching from inside his egg desperately trying to break free from the confining space. Inside, he could feel his growing hunger as he struggled to get out. But then, a feeling so strange and alien from his own called out to his soul. Someone out there was sad, so sad that Werunth just had to get out and comfort that someone. Finally, after some effort, Werunth broke free of the egg. However, he was not alone for three of his siblings had also broken free of their eggs. Werunth however was the first to nose his way out and as he emerged, he heard the crowds' disappointed sigh. But he was not concerned about them, he was more concerned about his lifemate. He numbly glided to where he felt his lifemate was feeling sad.
My S'ai, what is wrong? Werunth knows it took him a long time to get out of his shell, but he is here now with hungry stomachs and a lot of love! he said, softly reassuring his rider.
Clutch: Gold Caliath by Bronze Beodith
Hatching Order: 28
