Post by Lady Tiger on Dec 7, 2005 0:22:27 GMT -5
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Character Information
Name: Keelan / K'lan
Gender: Male
Birthing Date: 2483
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Lateo
Rank: Wingrider
Wing: Helios
Family: None
Pets: Runnerbeast Gazira (disappeared... eaten by Gold Savath)
Appearance: It’s very safe to say that Keelan is a vary attractive man. He is tall. He is long and willowy, with lean, hard muscles lacing his body. The texture of his face, whilst devoid of hair, has earned him the name ‘Angel’ on occasion. He has high, prominent cheekbones, and a slim, angular face. His eyes aren’t overly large, but they aren’t small either. They are a very dark, very vibrant dark blue; so dark that they could be classified as black. His hair golden-brown and is straight and thick, and falls just below the nape of his neck. For the most part he wears a light white tunic and ‘form-fitting’ dark brown wher-hide pants. And, for those who have interest, or are into this types of things, Keelan possess fairly large feet- you do the math.
Personality: Unlike most people in these times, Keelan is not one for work; he likes to play, while he can. His unconcerned outlook on life can be trying at times, but his charisma and (for lack of a better word) ‘warmness’ makes him grow on you. He is not vindictive by nature, neither is he picky, nor spoiled, nor does he go out of his ay to cause a people grief. He enjoys freedom; he likes to relax on the beach, or sleep, or just sit at a table and joke. The time he spent alone has allowed him to appreciate the simple pleasures of life, such as another person’s company, amongst other things. But, not to give the wrong impression, whilst he is a very nice and trustworthy person, he is not innocent. If his nickname is ‘Angel’, and his middle name is ‘Fun’, then his last name is ‘Sex’. As much as he can get. He is passive for the most part; usually girls come to him, but once excited, he can be, and usually is, a beast. (More comment later)
History: Keelan was born to Bitra Hold in the north. However, he along with his family, was banished from Bitra because of a dealing he had with the Bitran Lord. Keelan, along with his father, Kenneth, mother, Elaina, and older sister (who was old enough to be his mother) Sammora, wandered in the mountains for quite some time traveling with trader trains until Kenneth came up with the idea to go south, he was contacted by a mysterious hooded man. In between the time of Keelan’s banishment and his journey south (which was eleven years), the young lad learned many crafts. He learned to hunt effectively, which would later save his life, he learned to fence, and swim, and ride a runnerbeast, amongst other mundane things. He was a well learned boy, though he never actually liked all the things he had to learn. What he enjoyed most were his lessons from his sister which many a weyr-girl can tell you about.
Well, when Kenneth finally got the boat and the captain to smuggle them south, Keelan was twelve. For a time, everything was fine. Then one night while at sea, a terrible storm struck the ship, effectively destroying it. Of the five passengers, only one survived. For many weeks afterward, Keelan had dreams of ship-fish pushing him to shore, and nightmares of his family’s screams as the waves tore through the boat. Keelan was content to die and join his family in the afterlife, but thankfully, he did not. He was no quitter, and his family would want him to continue living. By a stroke of luck, Keelan survived the Southern wilds, living on his own, just only tying to survive till the next day. His time alone taught him many life lessons, which, in those rare times of insight, he shares with any who may listen.
Shortly after his birthday, on an ordinary day like all others, Keelan stumbled upon the most magnificent sight in the world, beside a naked woman lying in bed; it was a man upon his dragon, soaring through the air as if he own it. It was an overwhelming sight to see after so much time alone. Now, many turns later, Keelan is a happy resident of the Weyr, and a bronzerider to boot.
Dragon Stats
Name: Corbith
Color: bronze
Hatching Date:{/b} 2500
Hatching Order: 4th
Description: Corbith is a large dark bronze, with a very solid frame. He has lots of long lean muscle...you can see it ripple under his skin...looks like burnished bronze when the light hits him. He has darker coloring over back and the tops of wings and a darker face. His underbelly is a much lighter bronze. Corbith will top out as one of the larger bronzes close to Azmoveth and Phelanth.
Personality: His is proud, and cocky even at this young of an age. Sure of himself to a fault. Much like his sire... Personality is a bit dark, and serious. He is a born leader.
Background: The shell split down the middle and a young angry hatchling, covered in the fluids of birth rolled out onto the hot sands. Corbith was more than eager to find his chosen and to feed. It made him angry that he could not find his chosen among the candidates surrounding him. As he wondered through the hatching sands on wobbly legs he discarded candidate after candidate, killing three and injuring one in the process of searching. Then a young lad stepped forth. The young man wanted to stop the carnage that was taking place of course, but above all…he wanted the young bronze for his own. When the pair made eye contact Corbith decided that the candidate was worthy to be his chosen…the mind merge was formed… I am Corbith and K'lan, you are worthy of a bronze..
Clutch: gold Savath, by bronze Kedenth.
Name:
Contact Info:
How you heard of LW:.
Character Information
Name: Keelan / K'lan
Gender: Male
Birthing Date: 2483
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Lateo
Rank: Wingrider
Wing: Helios
Family: None
Pets: Runnerbeast Gazira (disappeared... eaten by Gold Savath)
Appearance: It’s very safe to say that Keelan is a vary attractive man. He is tall. He is long and willowy, with lean, hard muscles lacing his body. The texture of his face, whilst devoid of hair, has earned him the name ‘Angel’ on occasion. He has high, prominent cheekbones, and a slim, angular face. His eyes aren’t overly large, but they aren’t small either. They are a very dark, very vibrant dark blue; so dark that they could be classified as black. His hair golden-brown and is straight and thick, and falls just below the nape of his neck. For the most part he wears a light white tunic and ‘form-fitting’ dark brown wher-hide pants. And, for those who have interest, or are into this types of things, Keelan possess fairly large feet- you do the math.
Personality: Unlike most people in these times, Keelan is not one for work; he likes to play, while he can. His unconcerned outlook on life can be trying at times, but his charisma and (for lack of a better word) ‘warmness’ makes him grow on you. He is not vindictive by nature, neither is he picky, nor spoiled, nor does he go out of his ay to cause a people grief. He enjoys freedom; he likes to relax on the beach, or sleep, or just sit at a table and joke. The time he spent alone has allowed him to appreciate the simple pleasures of life, such as another person’s company, amongst other things. But, not to give the wrong impression, whilst he is a very nice and trustworthy person, he is not innocent. If his nickname is ‘Angel’, and his middle name is ‘Fun’, then his last name is ‘Sex’. As much as he can get. He is passive for the most part; usually girls come to him, but once excited, he can be, and usually is, a beast. (More comment later)
History: Keelan was born to Bitra Hold in the north. However, he along with his family, was banished from Bitra because of a dealing he had with the Bitran Lord. Keelan, along with his father, Kenneth, mother, Elaina, and older sister (who was old enough to be his mother) Sammora, wandered in the mountains for quite some time traveling with trader trains until Kenneth came up with the idea to go south, he was contacted by a mysterious hooded man. In between the time of Keelan’s banishment and his journey south (which was eleven years), the young lad learned many crafts. He learned to hunt effectively, which would later save his life, he learned to fence, and swim, and ride a runnerbeast, amongst other mundane things. He was a well learned boy, though he never actually liked all the things he had to learn. What he enjoyed most were his lessons from his sister which many a weyr-girl can tell you about.
Well, when Kenneth finally got the boat and the captain to smuggle them south, Keelan was twelve. For a time, everything was fine. Then one night while at sea, a terrible storm struck the ship, effectively destroying it. Of the five passengers, only one survived. For many weeks afterward, Keelan had dreams of ship-fish pushing him to shore, and nightmares of his family’s screams as the waves tore through the boat. Keelan was content to die and join his family in the afterlife, but thankfully, he did not. He was no quitter, and his family would want him to continue living. By a stroke of luck, Keelan survived the Southern wilds, living on his own, just only tying to survive till the next day. His time alone taught him many life lessons, which, in those rare times of insight, he shares with any who may listen.
Shortly after his birthday, on an ordinary day like all others, Keelan stumbled upon the most magnificent sight in the world, beside a naked woman lying in bed; it was a man upon his dragon, soaring through the air as if he own it. It was an overwhelming sight to see after so much time alone. Now, many turns later, Keelan is a happy resident of the Weyr, and a bronzerider to boot.
Dragon Stats
Name: Corbith
Color: bronze
Hatching Date:{/b} 2500
Hatching Order: 4th
Description: Corbith is a large dark bronze, with a very solid frame. He has lots of long lean muscle...you can see it ripple under his skin...looks like burnished bronze when the light hits him. He has darker coloring over back and the tops of wings and a darker face. His underbelly is a much lighter bronze. Corbith will top out as one of the larger bronzes close to Azmoveth and Phelanth.
Personality: His is proud, and cocky even at this young of an age. Sure of himself to a fault. Much like his sire... Personality is a bit dark, and serious. He is a born leader.
Background: The shell split down the middle and a young angry hatchling, covered in the fluids of birth rolled out onto the hot sands. Corbith was more than eager to find his chosen and to feed. It made him angry that he could not find his chosen among the candidates surrounding him. As he wondered through the hatching sands on wobbly legs he discarded candidate after candidate, killing three and injuring one in the process of searching. Then a young lad stepped forth. The young man wanted to stop the carnage that was taking place of course, but above all…he wanted the young bronze for his own. When the pair made eye contact Corbith decided that the candidate was worthy to be his chosen…the mind merge was formed… I am Corbith and K'lan, you are worthy of a bronze..
Clutch: gold Savath, by bronze Kedenth.