Post by gloria on May 29, 2006 13:48:07 GMT -5
Player Info
Name: Gloria
Contact Info: I’d rather not give that out I’m a stickler about that
How you heard of LW: I am sick and I was surfing the net
Rider Information
Name: M’fyd (Marofyd)
Gender: Male
Age/Birthday: 23/ 2378
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Lateo Weyr
Rank/Wing: Bronze Rider
Standing: M’fyd hasn’t chosen any one way of thinking yet, he is a pretty open guy.
Family:
Koridyha is one of the few women who are actually a full fledged and respected healer in the Hold. She is only 44 She was only able to bare one child for her husband, unfortunately. She loved her child a lot, even though with healing she often had little time to care for him herself.
Amarinyr is the ex-rider of Brown Olixth. He moved back into Terra Hold with his family. He then picked up mining after his lost and is now 45. He loves his child but can no longer stand to be in his presence now that he has Impressed.
Pets: Brown Flitt Nat
Appearance: M’fyd has light, shiny, black hair that is cut short, so as to be more convenient under his riding helmet. It has slight bit of wave to it, the kind of thing girls wish they had with their hair. He has ordinary dark brown eyes, although they have a kind of inner twinkle to them. His face is plain not ugly not pretty, although his cheeks are faintly colored, the kind of little boyish, girlish cheeks that you just want to pinch. He also has freckles finely dusted across his nose, due to extensive time in the sun. He has long eyelashes ((what guy doesn’t?)) and perfectly situated eyebrows not foresty but not non-existent.
He reaches just short of 6’7”, so basically a giant, ((to us short people anyway, I’m 5’2” and standing proud, hehe, okay on with the charrie)). Fat is never a word associated with M’fyd, he is finely toned, not so muscular that it’s intimidating, kind of in-between. He weighs 158 pounds. His skin is lightly tanned and smooth. He barely any butt, which is why he thoroughly believes more padded cushions should be including in the riding gear. He is built like most man are rectangular, no hip, no butt, no…um so on and so forth. He has a fine scar on his knee, he accidentally slit it open when he was young and on when of his many explorations around the Hold. He does seem to have a certain presence of authority and mysteriousness when he is in a room.
M’fyd’s clothing is nothing special. Like all other dragonriders, he has all his riding gear, well worn in after 3 years of use. He takes good care of his gear, which is why it has lasted him along time. His everyday clothing is nothing unusual. His favorite color is blue and most of his shirts and pants are of that color. He has the occasional red and green thrown in as well though. They fit him loosely so as to make him more comfortable and more flexibility. He doesn’t have a lot of fancy clothing but his few pairs of outfits are black pants and white shirts. These fit him a little more snuggly but he still prefers his everyday clothes better.
Personality: M’fyd is let’s say an interesting difficult young man. His strange family life has made him grow up with a coldness in his demeanor that is as much as part of him as every breath. He has a sharp mind, due to constant lonely hours, where he had nothing to but read, which strengthened his mind considerably. He is very hard working and achieves and perfects most anything he tries at. If he does something wrong or stupid he berates himself for it. Joking around or having frivolous fun is something just lost on him, he can understand it no more then a rock could understand floating. Talk, just for the fun of it, does not come easily from him, not that he is shy but more of at a loss of what to say. If they are talking about current events, dragons, or something of importance then he has a lot of input. It bothers him to see people who are incompetent lead therefore he takes command a lot if he sees no one else fit to. He is a brave person, but not fool hardy, he doesn’t do things that will endanger his life or others. He’s active and likes to be working on something he deems stimulating. The only thing he really fears is losing his Neunth, and becoming a dragonless man like his father. It can be hard to be in his company, not that he’s mean or anything. Actually, he is very nice, sweet, and understanding when it comes to peoples’ problems, after all he has faced some of his own, and he knows how hard it is to have no one to talk to about it. He is open for anybody to come lean on him when they need a shoulder. M’fyd is beginning to lighten up and lose his cold demeanor after a couple years with his dragon, but he is still serious, but beginning to enjoy a good joke or making one now and then.
History: M’fyd’s past is a kind of tormented path, not so much for him, but what he had to see his parents endure. Amarinyr Impressed his gorgeous Brown Olixth at age 19. He then became Am’yr, he was a good little Weyrling. Olixth died in a tragic event when a feline pride attacked him and Am'yr. A feline dug her claws and teeth into the unprotected part on his back, where his rider usually sat. It ended his life instantly. Am’yr, again now Amarinyr, was hurled into a horrible state since he wasn’t a suicidal man. He lived an entire year in a kind of non-existent state. Koridyha, M’fyd future mother, heard of this poor man’s plight, and thought that she might be able to do something for him. Luckily she was able to get some life back into him, she got him up and around again. It was she who suggested that he needed a new craft to occupy himself with. He moved back in with his family after he was well enough and took up Mining under Koridyha’s watchful eye. Amarinyr began to love her, seeing her as the only thing he had to live for. Koridyha came to love him as well and a couple of years after he lost Olixth they married.
Koridyha wanted to bare him many children since that would help to fill the gap in his life. Unfortunately for her she was only able to bare him M’fyd though it was a hard for her to bare him. None-the-less M’fyd came into a cold and distant family. His father was always distant, cold, and with little love to give to M’fyd. His father seldom looked upon his son with joy and M’fyd as a young boy always thought he had done something wrong. Until the day when he was 10 and his mother deemed him ready, he didn’t know his father had lost a dragon. When he found out for a while he viewed his father as a kind of hero for surviving. As he aged though he realized that his father even though he had lost a dragon that that wasn’t an excuse to be all selfish and depressed. He vowed never to act like his father had. Even though he inherited the trait to always be serious about everything since his father thought the enjoying oneself when there was work to be done was a crime. His mother was so busy with Healing and taking care of Amarinyr that she also had little time to spend with her only son. Any attention M’fyd sometimes got from his mother, made Amarinyr very jealous, since he thought he must always be the most important thing in her life. M’fyd loved his mother from the start even from an early age he realized that it cause her pain to see him so neglected emotionally. He was very independent from an early age.
M'fyd spent a lot of his spare time wandering around for hours when he was young, estranged from boys his age because his father had been a dragonrider. He was also estranged from his family because of his father. With little love for him as a child he grew into a cold and distant teen. Due to barely any interaction he didn’t have a great way with people. He took up exploring the area because it got him away from his lonely life and gave him a thrill of seeing things no man had seen before. When M’fyd was 19 years old he happened upon a flitt clutch on the verge of Hatching while he was exploring. He came away with a Brown Flitt he christened Nat. When M’fyd brought it home there was a look in his father’s eyes that he will never forget. Amarinyr was crushed inwardly by the fact that now his son had a miniature version of his beloved Olixth. From that moment on Amarinyr began to loath his son and the flitt. M'fyd adored his flitt, and took care of him well and always became defensive when Amarinyr was disrespectful to it. This is when M’fyd began to have a deep rift grow between him and his father, there had always been a shallow ditch, but now M’fyd and his father were building walls on top of it. With Nat he finally had a companion who was happy to be in his company. They would spend hours chatting and exploring with each other. M’fyd still has haunting dreams about his father’s haunted eyes when he saw the flitt though. He never did feel guilty about Impressing him though, he thought it was good for his father to realize he had other things to live for now, like his son he so often ignored. He never really had anything to do with any girls, except for a brief fling with one girl. After all she was the son of a Trader and she didn’t know of his reputation.
M’fyd was searched at age 19, and at his first Hatching he Impressed Bronze Neunth. His mother and father did not attend the Hatching. Amarinyr never wanted to be around a dragon or his son again, and therefore would not attend the happiest and most triumphant day of his son’s life. Koridyha wanted to go for she loved her son dearly and was proud of him, but she knew it would be a terrible blow to her husband’s emotions. Finally his dreary life took a turn for the better even though he was upset over alienating himself from his family. Bronze Neunth and him passed through Weyrling Training and Wing Training with flying colors. And now he is a full-fledged dragonrider, a chance that had been stolen from his father.
Dragon Information
Name: Neunth
Color: Bronze
Age: 4
Description: Neunth is on the smaller side for a bronze dragon. His hide a deep bronze in color that is always well kempt. Despite his size it actually seems to be to his advantage. He is very quick and zippy and can pull of stunts that larger bronzes cannot, and combined with his strength makes him hard to beat in the air.
Personality: Neunth is similar to M’fyd personality in most ways. He is very serious and doesn’t like when people or dragons are being frivolous. He is very much a perfectionist, always trying to do everything flawlessly. Neunth is not like M’fyd because he isn’t cold or hard to be around. He is open and fun to be around, having a great sense of humor. Although he has an extreme problem with shyness, he gets embarrassed easily and always worries about people thinking he is a fool. He is brave but not fool hardy. Neunth works hard at all he is supposed to do as a dragon. Dragons generally trust his judgments and it makes him a good leader.
History: The bronze or brown egg began shaking violently, the dragonet trying hard to push his way out of the hard shell. People didn’t know if it would be a brown or a bronze, the egg was smaller then a bronze egg was typically but larger then a brown. As the humming here grew to a fevered pitch, the egg cracked open. Dumping a damp awkward looking creature out onto the Sands, no one could tell its color at first. With a powerful trumpet he stood up proudly, waving his wings to dry them out. It was clear now to the people he was a bronze. He looked around at the Candidates none looking up to meet his red whirling eyes. He cried out in a powerful creel of distress and hunger, ‘Where was His? He was hungry!’ Suddenly the dragonet focused on a young man of to the side of the rest of the male candidates. The man looked up and met his gaze, his eyes full of strength and yet longing. [glow=beige,2,300]*M'fyd mine, you were hiding from your Neunth. Feed me, mine, I'm withering away as we speak.*[/glow] Neunth said making Impression upon the boy, as the two minds became one. Neunth came quickly over to M'fyd, and he took Neunth and feed him until he was so stuffed he fell asleep. Weyrling training was hard and grueling for the two, but they worked so hard and were of like mind that they were soon the best of their class. Neunth was proud of his size in weyrling training, being able to keep up with the bronzes but yet able to do quick darting moves that the smaller colors could only pull off. Through weyrling practice he made many friends with all sorts of colors, his fellow bronzes, but yet he knew and enjoyed the company a many smaller colors as well. Now that he is older and maturing he has kept many of the same traits not becoming 'blown up' by his rank. He often likes to ive pointers to those young dragonets and riders who he see's to have potential. Lateo Weyr has always been his home and he appreciates it dearly.
Clutch:
Name: Gloria
Contact Info: I’d rather not give that out I’m a stickler about that
How you heard of LW: I am sick and I was surfing the net
Rider Information
Name: M’fyd (Marofyd)
Gender: Male
Age/Birthday: 23/ 2378
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Lateo Weyr
Rank/Wing: Bronze Rider
Standing: M’fyd hasn’t chosen any one way of thinking yet, he is a pretty open guy.
Family:
Koridyha is one of the few women who are actually a full fledged and respected healer in the Hold. She is only 44 She was only able to bare one child for her husband, unfortunately. She loved her child a lot, even though with healing she often had little time to care for him herself.
Amarinyr is the ex-rider of Brown Olixth. He moved back into Terra Hold with his family. He then picked up mining after his lost and is now 45. He loves his child but can no longer stand to be in his presence now that he has Impressed.
Pets: Brown Flitt Nat
Appearance: M’fyd has light, shiny, black hair that is cut short, so as to be more convenient under his riding helmet. It has slight bit of wave to it, the kind of thing girls wish they had with their hair. He has ordinary dark brown eyes, although they have a kind of inner twinkle to them. His face is plain not ugly not pretty, although his cheeks are faintly colored, the kind of little boyish, girlish cheeks that you just want to pinch. He also has freckles finely dusted across his nose, due to extensive time in the sun. He has long eyelashes ((what guy doesn’t?)) and perfectly situated eyebrows not foresty but not non-existent.
He reaches just short of 6’7”, so basically a giant, ((to us short people anyway, I’m 5’2” and standing proud, hehe, okay on with the charrie)). Fat is never a word associated with M’fyd, he is finely toned, not so muscular that it’s intimidating, kind of in-between. He weighs 158 pounds. His skin is lightly tanned and smooth. He barely any butt, which is why he thoroughly believes more padded cushions should be including in the riding gear. He is built like most man are rectangular, no hip, no butt, no…um so on and so forth. He has a fine scar on his knee, he accidentally slit it open when he was young and on when of his many explorations around the Hold. He does seem to have a certain presence of authority and mysteriousness when he is in a room.
M’fyd’s clothing is nothing special. Like all other dragonriders, he has all his riding gear, well worn in after 3 years of use. He takes good care of his gear, which is why it has lasted him along time. His everyday clothing is nothing unusual. His favorite color is blue and most of his shirts and pants are of that color. He has the occasional red and green thrown in as well though. They fit him loosely so as to make him more comfortable and more flexibility. He doesn’t have a lot of fancy clothing but his few pairs of outfits are black pants and white shirts. These fit him a little more snuggly but he still prefers his everyday clothes better.
Personality: M’fyd is let’s say an interesting difficult young man. His strange family life has made him grow up with a coldness in his demeanor that is as much as part of him as every breath. He has a sharp mind, due to constant lonely hours, where he had nothing to but read, which strengthened his mind considerably. He is very hard working and achieves and perfects most anything he tries at. If he does something wrong or stupid he berates himself for it. Joking around or having frivolous fun is something just lost on him, he can understand it no more then a rock could understand floating. Talk, just for the fun of it, does not come easily from him, not that he is shy but more of at a loss of what to say. If they are talking about current events, dragons, or something of importance then he has a lot of input. It bothers him to see people who are incompetent lead therefore he takes command a lot if he sees no one else fit to. He is a brave person, but not fool hardy, he doesn’t do things that will endanger his life or others. He’s active and likes to be working on something he deems stimulating. The only thing he really fears is losing his Neunth, and becoming a dragonless man like his father. It can be hard to be in his company, not that he’s mean or anything. Actually, he is very nice, sweet, and understanding when it comes to peoples’ problems, after all he has faced some of his own, and he knows how hard it is to have no one to talk to about it. He is open for anybody to come lean on him when they need a shoulder. M’fyd is beginning to lighten up and lose his cold demeanor after a couple years with his dragon, but he is still serious, but beginning to enjoy a good joke or making one now and then.
History: M’fyd’s past is a kind of tormented path, not so much for him, but what he had to see his parents endure. Amarinyr Impressed his gorgeous Brown Olixth at age 19. He then became Am’yr, he was a good little Weyrling. Olixth died in a tragic event when a feline pride attacked him and Am'yr. A feline dug her claws and teeth into the unprotected part on his back, where his rider usually sat. It ended his life instantly. Am’yr, again now Amarinyr, was hurled into a horrible state since he wasn’t a suicidal man. He lived an entire year in a kind of non-existent state. Koridyha, M’fyd future mother, heard of this poor man’s plight, and thought that she might be able to do something for him. Luckily she was able to get some life back into him, she got him up and around again. It was she who suggested that he needed a new craft to occupy himself with. He moved back in with his family after he was well enough and took up Mining under Koridyha’s watchful eye. Amarinyr began to love her, seeing her as the only thing he had to live for. Koridyha came to love him as well and a couple of years after he lost Olixth they married.
Koridyha wanted to bare him many children since that would help to fill the gap in his life. Unfortunately for her she was only able to bare him M’fyd though it was a hard for her to bare him. None-the-less M’fyd came into a cold and distant family. His father was always distant, cold, and with little love to give to M’fyd. His father seldom looked upon his son with joy and M’fyd as a young boy always thought he had done something wrong. Until the day when he was 10 and his mother deemed him ready, he didn’t know his father had lost a dragon. When he found out for a while he viewed his father as a kind of hero for surviving. As he aged though he realized that his father even though he had lost a dragon that that wasn’t an excuse to be all selfish and depressed. He vowed never to act like his father had. Even though he inherited the trait to always be serious about everything since his father thought the enjoying oneself when there was work to be done was a crime. His mother was so busy with Healing and taking care of Amarinyr that she also had little time to spend with her only son. Any attention M’fyd sometimes got from his mother, made Amarinyr very jealous, since he thought he must always be the most important thing in her life. M’fyd loved his mother from the start even from an early age he realized that it cause her pain to see him so neglected emotionally. He was very independent from an early age.
M'fyd spent a lot of his spare time wandering around for hours when he was young, estranged from boys his age because his father had been a dragonrider. He was also estranged from his family because of his father. With little love for him as a child he grew into a cold and distant teen. Due to barely any interaction he didn’t have a great way with people. He took up exploring the area because it got him away from his lonely life and gave him a thrill of seeing things no man had seen before. When M’fyd was 19 years old he happened upon a flitt clutch on the verge of Hatching while he was exploring. He came away with a Brown Flitt he christened Nat. When M’fyd brought it home there was a look in his father’s eyes that he will never forget. Amarinyr was crushed inwardly by the fact that now his son had a miniature version of his beloved Olixth. From that moment on Amarinyr began to loath his son and the flitt. M'fyd adored his flitt, and took care of him well and always became defensive when Amarinyr was disrespectful to it. This is when M’fyd began to have a deep rift grow between him and his father, there had always been a shallow ditch, but now M’fyd and his father were building walls on top of it. With Nat he finally had a companion who was happy to be in his company. They would spend hours chatting and exploring with each other. M’fyd still has haunting dreams about his father’s haunted eyes when he saw the flitt though. He never did feel guilty about Impressing him though, he thought it was good for his father to realize he had other things to live for now, like his son he so often ignored. He never really had anything to do with any girls, except for a brief fling with one girl. After all she was the son of a Trader and she didn’t know of his reputation.
M’fyd was searched at age 19, and at his first Hatching he Impressed Bronze Neunth. His mother and father did not attend the Hatching. Amarinyr never wanted to be around a dragon or his son again, and therefore would not attend the happiest and most triumphant day of his son’s life. Koridyha wanted to go for she loved her son dearly and was proud of him, but she knew it would be a terrible blow to her husband’s emotions. Finally his dreary life took a turn for the better even though he was upset over alienating himself from his family. Bronze Neunth and him passed through Weyrling Training and Wing Training with flying colors. And now he is a full-fledged dragonrider, a chance that had been stolen from his father.
Dragon Information
Name: Neunth
Color: Bronze
Age: 4
Description: Neunth is on the smaller side for a bronze dragon. His hide a deep bronze in color that is always well kempt. Despite his size it actually seems to be to his advantage. He is very quick and zippy and can pull of stunts that larger bronzes cannot, and combined with his strength makes him hard to beat in the air.
Personality: Neunth is similar to M’fyd personality in most ways. He is very serious and doesn’t like when people or dragons are being frivolous. He is very much a perfectionist, always trying to do everything flawlessly. Neunth is not like M’fyd because he isn’t cold or hard to be around. He is open and fun to be around, having a great sense of humor. Although he has an extreme problem with shyness, he gets embarrassed easily and always worries about people thinking he is a fool. He is brave but not fool hardy. Neunth works hard at all he is supposed to do as a dragon. Dragons generally trust his judgments and it makes him a good leader.
History: The bronze or brown egg began shaking violently, the dragonet trying hard to push his way out of the hard shell. People didn’t know if it would be a brown or a bronze, the egg was smaller then a bronze egg was typically but larger then a brown. As the humming here grew to a fevered pitch, the egg cracked open. Dumping a damp awkward looking creature out onto the Sands, no one could tell its color at first. With a powerful trumpet he stood up proudly, waving his wings to dry them out. It was clear now to the people he was a bronze. He looked around at the Candidates none looking up to meet his red whirling eyes. He cried out in a powerful creel of distress and hunger, ‘Where was His? He was hungry!’ Suddenly the dragonet focused on a young man of to the side of the rest of the male candidates. The man looked up and met his gaze, his eyes full of strength and yet longing. [glow=beige,2,300]*M'fyd mine, you were hiding from your Neunth. Feed me, mine, I'm withering away as we speak.*[/glow] Neunth said making Impression upon the boy, as the two minds became one. Neunth came quickly over to M'fyd, and he took Neunth and feed him until he was so stuffed he fell asleep. Weyrling training was hard and grueling for the two, but they worked so hard and were of like mind that they were soon the best of their class. Neunth was proud of his size in weyrling training, being able to keep up with the bronzes but yet able to do quick darting moves that the smaller colors could only pull off. Through weyrling practice he made many friends with all sorts of colors, his fellow bronzes, but yet he knew and enjoyed the company a many smaller colors as well. Now that he is older and maturing he has kept many of the same traits not becoming 'blown up' by his rank. He often likes to ive pointers to those young dragonets and riders who he see's to have potential. Lateo Weyr has always been his home and he appreciates it dearly.
Clutch:
