Post by Dizzy on Feb 8, 2006 18:10:57 GMT -5
Player Info
Name: ((A name we can call you by. Doesn’t have to be your real name, just something you can be known as out of character.))
Contact Info: ((Your email, and any instant messenger screen names you would like to add.))
How you heard of LW:
Rider Information
Name: Nysond/N'sond
Gender: Male
Age/Birthday: 14
Orientation: homo or bi
Location: Lateo Weyr
Rank/Wing: (These are outlined on the website, so please check under clutch records for your wing and rank depending on which dragon you choose.)
Standing: (What is their opinion on the Northern Continent? Does this dragon rider believe in the Old Ways, or do they believe the holders and crafters are not worth saving? Where do they stand, are they for protecting the holds or conquering them?)
Family:
Pets: (Fire-Lizards--limit 2 *No bronze or gold starting out*, Felines--limit 2, Canines--limit 2, Runnerbeasts-limit 1, *Limit of 4 Pets altogether, although there might be exceptions later, unless you are a Weyrling... then it is one... Weyrlings are not allowed runnerbeasts.*)
Appearance: missing one tooth, shows when he grins.(Hair, eyes, height, build, clothing, etc. One paragraph, meaning five sentences.)
Personality: (This must be at least a paragraph and a half, meaning eight sentences. You can’t describe anyone all that well in less than that. Include likes, dislikes, personal qualms, skills, hobbies, etc.)
History: (This needs to be at least eight lines, please. Try to give your character a history that explains their personality.)
Dragon Stats
Name: Ensyth
Color: Blue
Hatching Order: 3rd
Description: Ensyth is a large blue with a stocky frame and bunched tight, muscle. A very powerful blue. His hide is a dark indigo, with lighter coloring around eyes, muzzle, underbelly, wing membranes, and claws.
Personality: The young blue is a bit grumpy at times and could be considered snappish and/or brooding. He basically does not play well with others...a very uncharacteristic blue. In fact, Ensyth can be hateful at times, only really caring about his rider...and the occasional green. He has a lets getter done attitude.
Background: Several eggs showed signs of hatching… noticing this the crowd in the stands seemed to draw in a collective breath and hold it as another muzzle began to peek through…
It took only moments, a lifetime though for a candidate, and the contents of two eggs spilled out onto the sweltering sands, by size one was guessed to be either brown or bronze and the other perhaps a blue.
The first out sat down hard on his haunches weaving his head from side to side trying to get his bearings. The bright lights from the glows and the loud noises a definite change from the muffled sounds heard inside his shell.
The blue, having chosen the same path gave a grumpy squeak as the larger hatchling barely missed tripping him. He knew where and whom he wanted… he had felt this presence before and now a deep lying need pressed him forward.
The small hatchling headed into the crowd of white things, searching for His. The drive of hunger and more pushing him faster. He bumped into a tall girl, a redhead and looked up but quickly moved on. She wasn’t his. It took only a breath longer…
N'sond Ensyth hurts.
“His name is Ensyth.”
The boy of 14 turns grinned, showing one missing tooth before leading his new charge toward the Weyrlingmaster.
Clutch: gold Savath, by bronze Kedenth. First clutch.
Wing: Weyrling wing, ---- Class
Name: ((A name we can call you by. Doesn’t have to be your real name, just something you can be known as out of character.))
Contact Info: ((Your email, and any instant messenger screen names you would like to add.))
How you heard of LW:
Rider Information
Name: Nysond/N'sond
Gender: Male
Age/Birthday: 14
Orientation: homo or bi
Location: Lateo Weyr
Rank/Wing: (These are outlined on the website, so please check under clutch records for your wing and rank depending on which dragon you choose.)
Standing: (What is their opinion on the Northern Continent? Does this dragon rider believe in the Old Ways, or do they believe the holders and crafters are not worth saving? Where do they stand, are they for protecting the holds or conquering them?)
Family:
Pets: (Fire-Lizards--limit 2 *No bronze or gold starting out*, Felines--limit 2, Canines--limit 2, Runnerbeasts-limit 1, *Limit of 4 Pets altogether, although there might be exceptions later, unless you are a Weyrling... then it is one... Weyrlings are not allowed runnerbeasts.*)
Appearance: missing one tooth, shows when he grins.(Hair, eyes, height, build, clothing, etc. One paragraph, meaning five sentences.)
Personality: (This must be at least a paragraph and a half, meaning eight sentences. You can’t describe anyone all that well in less than that. Include likes, dislikes, personal qualms, skills, hobbies, etc.)
History: (This needs to be at least eight lines, please. Try to give your character a history that explains their personality.)
Dragon Stats
Name: Ensyth
Color: Blue
Hatching Order: 3rd
Description: Ensyth is a large blue with a stocky frame and bunched tight, muscle. A very powerful blue. His hide is a dark indigo, with lighter coloring around eyes, muzzle, underbelly, wing membranes, and claws.
Personality: The young blue is a bit grumpy at times and could be considered snappish and/or brooding. He basically does not play well with others...a very uncharacteristic blue. In fact, Ensyth can be hateful at times, only really caring about his rider...and the occasional green. He has a lets getter done attitude.
Background: Several eggs showed signs of hatching… noticing this the crowd in the stands seemed to draw in a collective breath and hold it as another muzzle began to peek through…
It took only moments, a lifetime though for a candidate, and the contents of two eggs spilled out onto the sweltering sands, by size one was guessed to be either brown or bronze and the other perhaps a blue.
The first out sat down hard on his haunches weaving his head from side to side trying to get his bearings. The bright lights from the glows and the loud noises a definite change from the muffled sounds heard inside his shell.
The blue, having chosen the same path gave a grumpy squeak as the larger hatchling barely missed tripping him. He knew where and whom he wanted… he had felt this presence before and now a deep lying need pressed him forward.
The small hatchling headed into the crowd of white things, searching for His. The drive of hunger and more pushing him faster. He bumped into a tall girl, a redhead and looked up but quickly moved on. She wasn’t his. It took only a breath longer…
N'sond Ensyth hurts.
“His name is Ensyth.”
The boy of 14 turns grinned, showing one missing tooth before leading his new charge toward the Weyrlingmaster.
Clutch: gold Savath, by bronze Kedenth. First clutch.
Wing: Weyrling wing, ---- Class
