Post by didster7 on Nov 12, 2005 0:46:39 GMT -5
Rider Information
Name: Gansel/G’sel, rider of brown Talmith
Gender: Male
Age/Birthday: 45/birthing in winter
Orientation: heterosexual
Location: Lateo Weyr
Rank/Wing: Wingsecond/Luna
Standing: G’sel is very much the traditional dragon rider, who believes it is every riders duty to protect Pern from the menace of thread.
Family: Weyrmate: Forona, 42 turns, Master Seamstress and Tanner. Son: Selfor/S’for rider of brown Alarath, Wingrider, Helios Wing, 18 turns. Daughter: Allona, weyrbrat, 10 turns.
Pets: 2 felines, a calico female named Twitch and a calico male named Smudge. These are actually his daughters cats.
Appearance: G’sel is a tall muscular man, standing 6'3"and weighs 198. His stocky frame belies the speed and agility he possesses. His skin is bronzed tan from all the time he spends outside. He has coal black hair with traces of gray at the temple, and a hairline that is beginning to recede slightly. He keeps his hair rather short to accommodate his riding helmet. He has light grey blue eyes. His clothing is always well tailored since his Weyrmate is a Master Seamstress and Tanner. He prefers to wear looser tunics and trousers while working, but while at the beach oiling and bathing Talmith he just wears a breechclout.
Personality: While off duty G’sel is a very jolly man who enjoys hunting and fishing. He is frequently found on the beach swimming with the ship fish. His dragon enjoys the way they swim under his belly and give him a tickle. He exercises faithfully to keep himself fit and enjoys competing in any of the competitions and tournaments the Weyr has. He has been with his Weyrmate for 25 turns and is very loving and affectionate with her. He always makes arrangements in advance of a mating flight for a stand in so he can be with her if Talmith is successful. He is also very affectionate with his children and couldn’t bear the idea of fostering them. He is not very social and tends to remain more family oriented. He only drinks at a hatching and then only one goblet, to toast the new weyrlings. When he is working with his wing, he is altogether a different person. He is a strict disciplinarian who tolerates absolutely no fooling around during drills. He takes training seriously and expects his wingmates to do the same.
History: G’sel was born Gansel, son of G’dor, rider of blue Ralnith, and Selova, rider of green Tith. He was conceived during a mating flight and his father was mated to someone other than Selova. She fostered him with one of the weyr families when he was 4 and had little to do with him after that. Gansel was a very sensitive child who felt abandoned by his parents and although he was well taken care of, he ached to feel loved. He was put to work in the kitchen when he was 8 and he always felt more like a drudge than the son of dragon riders. When he was 10 his mother was killed by one of the large felines while out gathering numbweed. His father died 2 turns later of firehead. With his parents gone he didn’t think he could claim his birthright and ask to be a candidate so he continued to work in the kitchen. When he was 19, two things happened that would change his life forever. First he met Forona, whom he would soon take as weyrmate and during a hatching he was chosen from the onlookers by his brown Talmith. For the first time in his life he felt more loved than he ever dreamed possible. He worked hard during weyrling training and excelled in all of his classes. After graduation he got his wing assignment and he and his new wingmates decided to celebrate. He got so drunk and his thoughts were so muddled that it frightened Talmith, so he decided he would never drink more than one drink. He was a Wingrider for 7 turns and was then promoted to Wingsecond at 28.
Dragon Information
Name: Talmith
Color: Talmith is a rich mahogany brown, brindled with dark chocolate brown.
Age: 26
Description: Talmith is small for a brown, as some of the larger blues are almost his size. Although not fragile he has a delicate look with large expressive eyes. He is proportioned very well for his smaller size.
Personality: Whatever he lacks in size Talmith makes up for in personality. He is exceedingly playful and will often frolic for hours in the water with the shipfish. He enjoys being around the Weyrling dragons and will remain open to their questions, but he tends to ignore their riders completely. It is very rare if he speaks to any other person.
History: His dark world was becoming extremely uncomfortable and tight, and this hunger was beginning to gnaw at his stomach with an insistence he couldn’t bear. He began shrugging and pushing, trying to get some relief. Then with a powerful surge of energy he used his head like a battering ram and his world suddenly split into, tumbling him onto the hot sands. Instinctively he began searching the people gathered around him. Creeling his hunger he stumbled across the sands passing one after another of the candidates. Why was his chosen standing so far away? Doesn’t he understand how hungry I am? “I am Talmith, please come feed me, I am so hungry.” he pleaded the young man standing so far away. Gansel had been standing as close to the hatching ground as he could, watching with excitement as the hatchlings bonded. When he heard Talmith in his head, he rushed forward without hesitation and impression was made before anyone realized what had happened. They were a great team and excelled at all their classes.
Clutch: Gold Romirath (deceased) & Bronze Edeenth
Name: Gansel/G’sel, rider of brown Talmith
Gender: Male
Age/Birthday: 45/birthing in winter
Orientation: heterosexual
Location: Lateo Weyr
Rank/Wing: Wingsecond/Luna
Standing: G’sel is very much the traditional dragon rider, who believes it is every riders duty to protect Pern from the menace of thread.
Family: Weyrmate: Forona, 42 turns, Master Seamstress and Tanner. Son: Selfor/S’for rider of brown Alarath, Wingrider, Helios Wing, 18 turns. Daughter: Allona, weyrbrat, 10 turns.
Pets: 2 felines, a calico female named Twitch and a calico male named Smudge. These are actually his daughters cats.
Appearance: G’sel is a tall muscular man, standing 6'3"and weighs 198. His stocky frame belies the speed and agility he possesses. His skin is bronzed tan from all the time he spends outside. He has coal black hair with traces of gray at the temple, and a hairline that is beginning to recede slightly. He keeps his hair rather short to accommodate his riding helmet. He has light grey blue eyes. His clothing is always well tailored since his Weyrmate is a Master Seamstress and Tanner. He prefers to wear looser tunics and trousers while working, but while at the beach oiling and bathing Talmith he just wears a breechclout.
Personality: While off duty G’sel is a very jolly man who enjoys hunting and fishing. He is frequently found on the beach swimming with the ship fish. His dragon enjoys the way they swim under his belly and give him a tickle. He exercises faithfully to keep himself fit and enjoys competing in any of the competitions and tournaments the Weyr has. He has been with his Weyrmate for 25 turns and is very loving and affectionate with her. He always makes arrangements in advance of a mating flight for a stand in so he can be with her if Talmith is successful. He is also very affectionate with his children and couldn’t bear the idea of fostering them. He is not very social and tends to remain more family oriented. He only drinks at a hatching and then only one goblet, to toast the new weyrlings. When he is working with his wing, he is altogether a different person. He is a strict disciplinarian who tolerates absolutely no fooling around during drills. He takes training seriously and expects his wingmates to do the same.
History: G’sel was born Gansel, son of G’dor, rider of blue Ralnith, and Selova, rider of green Tith. He was conceived during a mating flight and his father was mated to someone other than Selova. She fostered him with one of the weyr families when he was 4 and had little to do with him after that. Gansel was a very sensitive child who felt abandoned by his parents and although he was well taken care of, he ached to feel loved. He was put to work in the kitchen when he was 8 and he always felt more like a drudge than the son of dragon riders. When he was 10 his mother was killed by one of the large felines while out gathering numbweed. His father died 2 turns later of firehead. With his parents gone he didn’t think he could claim his birthright and ask to be a candidate so he continued to work in the kitchen. When he was 19, two things happened that would change his life forever. First he met Forona, whom he would soon take as weyrmate and during a hatching he was chosen from the onlookers by his brown Talmith. For the first time in his life he felt more loved than he ever dreamed possible. He worked hard during weyrling training and excelled in all of his classes. After graduation he got his wing assignment and he and his new wingmates decided to celebrate. He got so drunk and his thoughts were so muddled that it frightened Talmith, so he decided he would never drink more than one drink. He was a Wingrider for 7 turns and was then promoted to Wingsecond at 28.
Dragon Information
Name: Talmith
Color: Talmith is a rich mahogany brown, brindled with dark chocolate brown.
Age: 26
Description: Talmith is small for a brown, as some of the larger blues are almost his size. Although not fragile he has a delicate look with large expressive eyes. He is proportioned very well for his smaller size.
Personality: Whatever he lacks in size Talmith makes up for in personality. He is exceedingly playful and will often frolic for hours in the water with the shipfish. He enjoys being around the Weyrling dragons and will remain open to their questions, but he tends to ignore their riders completely. It is very rare if he speaks to any other person.
History: His dark world was becoming extremely uncomfortable and tight, and this hunger was beginning to gnaw at his stomach with an insistence he couldn’t bear. He began shrugging and pushing, trying to get some relief. Then with a powerful surge of energy he used his head like a battering ram and his world suddenly split into, tumbling him onto the hot sands. Instinctively he began searching the people gathered around him. Creeling his hunger he stumbled across the sands passing one after another of the candidates. Why was his chosen standing so far away? Doesn’t he understand how hungry I am? “I am Talmith, please come feed me, I am so hungry.” he pleaded the young man standing so far away. Gansel had been standing as close to the hatching ground as he could, watching with excitement as the hatchlings bonded. When he heard Talmith in his head, he rushed forward without hesitation and impression was made before anyone realized what had happened. They were a great team and excelled at all their classes.
Clutch: Gold Romirath (deceased) & Bronze Edeenth
