Post by Dizzy on Feb 8, 2006 18:27:12 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: Yerundo/Y'undo
Gender: Male
Age/Birthday: 13
Orientation: bi or homo
Location: Lateo Weyr
Rank/Wing: Weyrling
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: (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: Teloth
Color: Blue
Hatching Order: 7th
Description: large blue...lighter frame...lean muscle... ...has a sky blue belly and wing memebranes...
Personality: mild mannered, bit of a joker... playful
Background: In the background of the carnage, three more hatchlings split their shells. The fifth to hatch was a small green, then a larger sister and a blue. The first and smaller hatchling green creeled out her hunger and stumbled through a crowd of boys trying to make her way to her ‘One.’ She was hidden somewhere in the mass of living chaos, but she was there.
The second green had a harder time; she shattered her shell but one large shard and the membrane stayed lodged to her muzzle making it hard for her to see. The hatchling squealed out in fear and took off in a rather awkward lope around the sands, butting into Sulod and Moelm in the process…
Y’undo, why do you fear your Teloth? The blue nudged the small lad with his muzzle. I wouldn’t hurt Mine. The boy of 13 turns stood where he was, unable to move as a look of first shock and then total rapture edged it’s way onto his frozen face. “Teloth?”
Clutch: gold Savath, by bronze Kedenth. First clutch.
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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: Yerundo/Y'undo
Gender: Male
Age/Birthday: 13
Orientation: bi or homo
Location: Lateo Weyr
Rank/Wing: Weyrling
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: (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: Teloth
Color: Blue
Hatching Order: 7th
Description: large blue...lighter frame...lean muscle... ...has a sky blue belly and wing memebranes...
Personality: mild mannered, bit of a joker... playful
Background: In the background of the carnage, three more hatchlings split their shells. The fifth to hatch was a small green, then a larger sister and a blue. The first and smaller hatchling green creeled out her hunger and stumbled through a crowd of boys trying to make her way to her ‘One.’ She was hidden somewhere in the mass of living chaos, but she was there.
The second green had a harder time; she shattered her shell but one large shard and the membrane stayed lodged to her muzzle making it hard for her to see. The hatchling squealed out in fear and took off in a rather awkward lope around the sands, butting into Sulod and Moelm in the process…
Y’undo, why do you fear your Teloth? The blue nudged the small lad with his muzzle. I wouldn’t hurt Mine. The boy of 13 turns stood where he was, unable to move as a look of first shock and then total rapture edged it’s way onto his frozen face. “Teloth?”
Clutch: gold Savath, by bronze Kedenth. First clutch.
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Wing: Weyrling wing, ---- Class
