Post by dragonmenta on Feb 18, 2006 7:35:15 GMT -5
Player Info
Name: Menta
Contact Info: punkd_up_lizzie@hotmail.com
How you heard of LW: got other charries
Rider Information
Name: K’ton
(Kenton before Impression)
Gender: Male
Age/Birthday: 21
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Sodalis
Rank/Wing: Wingrider/Duro Wing
Standing: Flame those fall damned northern arses!
Family:
His parents have an odd yet workable relationship. Enita spends most of her tiem in the creche, and K’lono in the rider’s weyrs. However, they make it work somehow, raising 6 children and staying faithful to each other for so many years. In a way, Enita did raise her own children, as she cared for them I nthe creche and is proud of herself for keepign her relationship with them stronger than many mother’s I nthe weyr.
Mother Enita. 40 Turns. Creche Nanny.
Father K’lono (Kalono). 49 Turns. Rider of Brown Falth
Brother E’nto (Elento)-19 Turns. Rider of Blue Dunath
Sister Leita- 18 Turns. Espoused to a Weyr Smith.
Sister Eklina- 16 Turns. Apprentice Dragonhealer.
Brother N’talo (Nitalo)- 15 Turns. Weyrling Rider of Green Adenith. Fidelis Class.
Sister Tollie- 12 Turns. Candidate. No skill yet.
Pets: None.
Appearance:
He has just a rather cheery look about him, rather in contrast with his personality. Good looking, but not in your usual sense. He has curly black hair cut about half an inch from his head. It is the kind that old aunties love to tassle and fuss over, much to his embarrasment. And when he is embarrassed, you can always tell because his slightly dimpled cheeks turn a bright pink.
He has twinkling eyes that seem to change color wit hthe lighting or tiem of day. They can go fro ma sea green to soemthing close to a true blue. At any rate, he has nice eyes that crinkle a little at the sides from smiling. Down from his eyes there is a simple, straight nose, followed by full, pink lips that curl at the ends. At each end of his smile, dimples show themselves below well formed cheekbones and a square jaw.
He is fairly tall, 6 foot 4 or so, and squarely built with muscles he is indeed quite proud of. At around 230Ib of muscle and very very thick bones, he is not soemone you'd want to mess with.He has large and hands and feet, but not too much so. A tatoo of a brown S lies on the inside of his arm, for Sodalis, and shows the color of his dragon. His skin is tanned light brown as well from the hot southern sun and well toned from active lving. He usually dresses simply, either in leathers or whatever was on the top of the pile in his closet.
However, despite his cheery looks, he always has an odd glint in his eye or shadow in his cheek that shows who he really can be.
Personality:
A bit of a cheeky fellow. He never has very good control of his tongue…or his hands for that matter. His comments are less than refined at times and his actions crude. He can be sarcastic and moody, but usually has a smile on his face. When you first meet him he’s one of those outgoing guys that seems funny and just great to be around, but if you spend anytime with him he’s a bit of a jerk.
He is extremely competitive, looks down upon lower colors and scorns Bronzers. He is extremely ambitious and wants to be a wingsecond or fly a Gold more than anything. Although, he is a good and dedicated wingrider, he’s not soemone I would like in my wing. His nature though, makes him quite the dragonman. He trains hard and never rests when there is a job to be done. At least that much could be said about him.
He is arguementitive and sutbborn, prone to outbursts and rages, especially when drinking. He is manipulative and his methods are on rather shaky ground. However, he does have his soft point like any others, mainly hat beign pretty girls. Despite what you might think, he’s actually a bit of a romantic (when sober) and can be charming and funny. Though, he usually goes after woman outside of the weyr as those in Sodalis know his true colors.
History:
He was a weyrbrat, and until impressing never really left the weyr boundries. He was creche raised, but since his mother was a nanny he saw plenty of her, perhaps too muc has they fought constantly. He grew up rather wild and boistrous, playing bratty tricks andpciking on the yougner kids. Yes, he was bit of a bully, but grew out of that quickly and in early adolescance tried to becoem a bad y boy of the lower caverns.
At 12 he was finally taken out of the creche’s hair, sent to the candidate barracks and became a smith apprentice. He was a good smith, as he strived to be better than anyone else. He wanted to show those boys who had grown up to sons of smith’s and stuff that they were no better than him. Unfrotauntly, he didn’t have as much luck on the hatching, sand, going Impressionless to 17. As he was stuck in the barracks for over 4 years, he became an angry and volitle sort, prone to loud out bursts or snappy remarks.
Even though he had some major atitiude issues, he became a Journeyman Smith at 17. He was, as he is now, a nice guy on the surface, outgoing and always doggn somethign to be the center of attention, but a bit of a creep down underneath. He had decided he never was going to Impress, and was all set to begin his first posting in a small southern hold when he decided to delay his departurejust a few days, to stand at one last clutch.
The third hatchling out of its shell was a small, spindly looking borwn who made a quick beeline to Kenton. He peered for a second with his usual smartass expression into the tall boys face. Indeed, you will do for Onath. K’ton, you are mine…but I demand food now, for I am very very hungry! The dark littleWeyrling had demanded in one breath. It would not be the first time he would make such demands at all.
Weyrlinghood could nto have gone by faster. All those pointless excerizes! All the pair wanted to do was first fly, than chew firestone, and then go between! Besides that, why should care about the weather patterns of south eastern Lateo for falls sake. However, that didn’t stop them from trying to outshine everyone else which resulted in a high class finish. It didn’t help soothe their collective egos at all when they got into Duro wing, one of the tops in the weyr.
But, there was a personal issue with the two years as well. K’ton actually grew close to someone for the first time in his life. A greenrider, Myria. They grew close, and although for the short tiem they were together, nothing sexual was aloud, they developed a relationship beyond that. K’ton was sure they were going to be together for ever, but things never ended like that. Whe nthe class first went between, she never came out. It was as simple as that, really. But all the emotional pogress the young man had made with her, went down the drain.
Since then, they flown a few greens, but Onath Is just a little two inexperience and two small to win many of the flights, but they are getting better all the time. As well, K’ton didn’t feel the need to for the longest while, still mourning for his lost love. However, when he came out of his sorry stupor, he became much more of a self important, cheeky sort of jerk. When not being an idiot in the weyr, he conecntrates soley on the ing. He has no hobbies whatsoever, nor does he attmpt to take up smithing as an outside passion either. He and Onath fly well in Duro, even if their behavior is at times less than perfect. K’ton’s mother used to say that the lads heart was in the right place, but he just didn’t know where to find it. Maybe that’s still true…maybe he just needs someone to help him find his heart. He keeps a smile on his face, and the jokes and insults coming, but that’s not really how he feels inside.
Dragon Information[/u]
Name: Onath
Color: Brown
Age: 4
Description:
A smaller brown and darkly colored. All his features seem a little pinched and intricatly formed, a bit like a green. He is so dark he appears almost black with a small amount of lighter dappling. He has very wiry muscle and very long but thin wings so he has less endurance but much more maneuverability than most browns. His facial features are very narrow and his head is like a sort of squished web. He may be a little strange looking but at the same time his cheeky atitude matches it.
Personality:
He is not just a plain old jerk like his rider can be, but he is rude to his superiors and almost everythign that coems out of his…mind, is cuncial or sarcastic. He flirts with Greens and Golds like there is no tommorow, and although he is ambitious, he is much lazier than his rider and will even ignore orders he is given outright. He is an intelligent dragon, with a good memorie and higher than average resoning. He makes up for his size and build by his shrewd and calculating mind. He is also a glory seeker, because, for all his rider’s faults, K’ton works for his weyr out of loyalty and duty, but Onath is selfish and does what he does for himself.
He despises the ignoreance and stupidy of some and often socffs to himself at the silly mistakes other dragons made. Though, its not as if he is perfect himself. Thankgod the worst of it only goes in fases and he can at times be perfectly civil. The funniest part is how he and K’ton never actually fight despite their brazen perosnalities. It s is as if they understand eachothers actiosn and motvies so well, they almost congraulate eachother on who made the larger ass out of themselves.
History:
He hatched quickly, awakened by the humming of his big brothers and sisters. He looked, with whirling eyes set into a narrow brown head, along the rows of candidates and weyrbrats. He picked quickly, choosing a tall lad with darkly twinkling eyes and curly black hair. Indeed, you will do for Onath. K’ton, you are mine…but I demand food now, for I am very very hungry!
Onath was extremely bored during weyrlinghood. Nothing but pointless drills and silly written excersizes. The Weyrlingmaster and Asst. Weyrlingmaster’s dragons, Helliath and Quith became his captors ina prison of endless boredom and he rebeled I nany ways he could. It was certainly thanks to his rider that they graduates so well.
He enjoys being in a strong wing like Duro…but dreams of oneday seconding his own wing. Those Bronzers have nothing on him. He was smarter than them and was twice the dragon they would ever be.
Clutch: gold Caliath x bronze Beodith
Magic Words: Wherrie Teeth
((I decided i really needed a no peaches and cream charrie.))
Name: Menta
Contact Info: punkd_up_lizzie@hotmail.com
How you heard of LW: got other charries
Rider Information
Name: K’ton
(Kenton before Impression)
Gender: Male
Age/Birthday: 21
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Sodalis
Rank/Wing: Wingrider/Duro Wing
Standing: Flame those fall damned northern arses!
Family:
His parents have an odd yet workable relationship. Enita spends most of her tiem in the creche, and K’lono in the rider’s weyrs. However, they make it work somehow, raising 6 children and staying faithful to each other for so many years. In a way, Enita did raise her own children, as she cared for them I nthe creche and is proud of herself for keepign her relationship with them stronger than many mother’s I nthe weyr.
Mother Enita. 40 Turns. Creche Nanny.
Father K’lono (Kalono). 49 Turns. Rider of Brown Falth
Brother E’nto (Elento)-19 Turns. Rider of Blue Dunath
Sister Leita- 18 Turns. Espoused to a Weyr Smith.
Sister Eklina- 16 Turns. Apprentice Dragonhealer.
Brother N’talo (Nitalo)- 15 Turns. Weyrling Rider of Green Adenith. Fidelis Class.
Sister Tollie- 12 Turns. Candidate. No skill yet.
Pets: None.
Appearance:
He has just a rather cheery look about him, rather in contrast with his personality. Good looking, but not in your usual sense. He has curly black hair cut about half an inch from his head. It is the kind that old aunties love to tassle and fuss over, much to his embarrasment. And when he is embarrassed, you can always tell because his slightly dimpled cheeks turn a bright pink.
He has twinkling eyes that seem to change color wit hthe lighting or tiem of day. They can go fro ma sea green to soemthing close to a true blue. At any rate, he has nice eyes that crinkle a little at the sides from smiling. Down from his eyes there is a simple, straight nose, followed by full, pink lips that curl at the ends. At each end of his smile, dimples show themselves below well formed cheekbones and a square jaw.
He is fairly tall, 6 foot 4 or so, and squarely built with muscles he is indeed quite proud of. At around 230Ib of muscle and very very thick bones, he is not soemone you'd want to mess with.He has large and hands and feet, but not too much so. A tatoo of a brown S lies on the inside of his arm, for Sodalis, and shows the color of his dragon. His skin is tanned light brown as well from the hot southern sun and well toned from active lving. He usually dresses simply, either in leathers or whatever was on the top of the pile in his closet.
However, despite his cheery looks, he always has an odd glint in his eye or shadow in his cheek that shows who he really can be.
Personality:
A bit of a cheeky fellow. He never has very good control of his tongue…or his hands for that matter. His comments are less than refined at times and his actions crude. He can be sarcastic and moody, but usually has a smile on his face. When you first meet him he’s one of those outgoing guys that seems funny and just great to be around, but if you spend anytime with him he’s a bit of a jerk.
He is extremely competitive, looks down upon lower colors and scorns Bronzers. He is extremely ambitious and wants to be a wingsecond or fly a Gold more than anything. Although, he is a good and dedicated wingrider, he’s not soemone I would like in my wing. His nature though, makes him quite the dragonman. He trains hard and never rests when there is a job to be done. At least that much could be said about him.
He is arguementitive and sutbborn, prone to outbursts and rages, especially when drinking. He is manipulative and his methods are on rather shaky ground. However, he does have his soft point like any others, mainly hat beign pretty girls. Despite what you might think, he’s actually a bit of a romantic (when sober) and can be charming and funny. Though, he usually goes after woman outside of the weyr as those in Sodalis know his true colors.
History:
He was a weyrbrat, and until impressing never really left the weyr boundries. He was creche raised, but since his mother was a nanny he saw plenty of her, perhaps too muc has they fought constantly. He grew up rather wild and boistrous, playing bratty tricks andpciking on the yougner kids. Yes, he was bit of a bully, but grew out of that quickly and in early adolescance tried to becoem a bad y boy of the lower caverns.
At 12 he was finally taken out of the creche’s hair, sent to the candidate barracks and became a smith apprentice. He was a good smith, as he strived to be better than anyone else. He wanted to show those boys who had grown up to sons of smith’s and stuff that they were no better than him. Unfrotauntly, he didn’t have as much luck on the hatching, sand, going Impressionless to 17. As he was stuck in the barracks for over 4 years, he became an angry and volitle sort, prone to loud out bursts or snappy remarks.
Even though he had some major atitiude issues, he became a Journeyman Smith at 17. He was, as he is now, a nice guy on the surface, outgoing and always doggn somethign to be the center of attention, but a bit of a creep down underneath. He had decided he never was going to Impress, and was all set to begin his first posting in a small southern hold when he decided to delay his departurejust a few days, to stand at one last clutch.
The third hatchling out of its shell was a small, spindly looking borwn who made a quick beeline to Kenton. He peered for a second with his usual smartass expression into the tall boys face. Indeed, you will do for Onath. K’ton, you are mine…but I demand food now, for I am very very hungry! The dark littleWeyrling had demanded in one breath. It would not be the first time he would make such demands at all.
Weyrlinghood could nto have gone by faster. All those pointless excerizes! All the pair wanted to do was first fly, than chew firestone, and then go between! Besides that, why should care about the weather patterns of south eastern Lateo for falls sake. However, that didn’t stop them from trying to outshine everyone else which resulted in a high class finish. It didn’t help soothe their collective egos at all when they got into Duro wing, one of the tops in the weyr.
But, there was a personal issue with the two years as well. K’ton actually grew close to someone for the first time in his life. A greenrider, Myria. They grew close, and although for the short tiem they were together, nothing sexual was aloud, they developed a relationship beyond that. K’ton was sure they were going to be together for ever, but things never ended like that. Whe nthe class first went between, she never came out. It was as simple as that, really. But all the emotional pogress the young man had made with her, went down the drain.
Since then, they flown a few greens, but Onath Is just a little two inexperience and two small to win many of the flights, but they are getting better all the time. As well, K’ton didn’t feel the need to for the longest while, still mourning for his lost love. However, when he came out of his sorry stupor, he became much more of a self important, cheeky sort of jerk. When not being an idiot in the weyr, he conecntrates soley on the ing. He has no hobbies whatsoever, nor does he attmpt to take up smithing as an outside passion either. He and Onath fly well in Duro, even if their behavior is at times less than perfect. K’ton’s mother used to say that the lads heart was in the right place, but he just didn’t know where to find it. Maybe that’s still true…maybe he just needs someone to help him find his heart. He keeps a smile on his face, and the jokes and insults coming, but that’s not really how he feels inside.
Dragon Information[/u]
Name: Onath
Color: Brown
Age: 4
Description:
A smaller brown and darkly colored. All his features seem a little pinched and intricatly formed, a bit like a green. He is so dark he appears almost black with a small amount of lighter dappling. He has very wiry muscle and very long but thin wings so he has less endurance but much more maneuverability than most browns. His facial features are very narrow and his head is like a sort of squished web. He may be a little strange looking but at the same time his cheeky atitude matches it.
Personality:
He is not just a plain old jerk like his rider can be, but he is rude to his superiors and almost everythign that coems out of his…mind, is cuncial or sarcastic. He flirts with Greens and Golds like there is no tommorow, and although he is ambitious, he is much lazier than his rider and will even ignore orders he is given outright. He is an intelligent dragon, with a good memorie and higher than average resoning. He makes up for his size and build by his shrewd and calculating mind. He is also a glory seeker, because, for all his rider’s faults, K’ton works for his weyr out of loyalty and duty, but Onath is selfish and does what he does for himself.
He despises the ignoreance and stupidy of some and often socffs to himself at the silly mistakes other dragons made. Though, its not as if he is perfect himself. Thankgod the worst of it only goes in fases and he can at times be perfectly civil. The funniest part is how he and K’ton never actually fight despite their brazen perosnalities. It s is as if they understand eachothers actiosn and motvies so well, they almost congraulate eachother on who made the larger ass out of themselves.
History:
He hatched quickly, awakened by the humming of his big brothers and sisters. He looked, with whirling eyes set into a narrow brown head, along the rows of candidates and weyrbrats. He picked quickly, choosing a tall lad with darkly twinkling eyes and curly black hair. Indeed, you will do for Onath. K’ton, you are mine…but I demand food now, for I am very very hungry!
Onath was extremely bored during weyrlinghood. Nothing but pointless drills and silly written excersizes. The Weyrlingmaster and Asst. Weyrlingmaster’s dragons, Helliath and Quith became his captors ina prison of endless boredom and he rebeled I nany ways he could. It was certainly thanks to his rider that they graduates so well.
He enjoys being in a strong wing like Duro…but dreams of oneday seconding his own wing. Those Bronzers have nothing on him. He was smarter than them and was twice the dragon they would ever be.
Clutch: gold Caliath x bronze Beodith
Magic Words: Wherrie Teeth
((I decided i really needed a no peaches and cream charrie.))
