Post by Nragod on Apr 30, 2006 11:48:45 GMT -5
1. Have you got a Search token?
”Yes.” Glepgh answered shortly as he dropped the wooden piece onto the desk between them. It had been given to him by the search rider, a man who rode one of the green dragons that populated the Weyr. There was something about the green rider he had not liked… something different. What he had not realized was that it was the riders sexuality that he could feel and hadn’t enjoyed.
2. Please list your name, age, and birthing day.
”Glepgh of Inbur Hold and the Apora. I’ll be twenty come the end of the fall season.” Glepgh had been told that very few impressed once they reached twenty turns of age so he had one chance, and one chance alone to impress. Not that it bothered Glepgh. If it wasn’t meant to happen then it wouldn’t happen and he’d return just as happy to the Apora and his beloved sea.
3. Where have you come from?
”I was birthed in Inbur Hold, but I’ve spent the majority of my life sailing under my father on the Apora.” He said simply. Nothing else was asked so he offered no more of his past. It wasn’t important anyways.
4. Do you have any skills? Belong to a Craft?
”I have never applied to the fishercraft nor do I plan to. Apora runs shipments of goods, not fish. As long as I can run a rig and work with the many knots in the ropes, I’ve no need of other skills.” He said simply. As it was, his father’s rig ran smuggling operations and such an adventurous life had been enough for Glepgh so far. Who needed to complicated it with a craft?
5. Do you have any valuables that you would like locked up?
”No.” he said simply. If valuables were not safe on his person then they were safe nowhere else. He only had two valuables on his person and they were two he would never loose sight or feel of. One was a worthless choker he wore of shells around his neck. While it was worthless, it held its own sentimental value to the unfeeling man making it worth more than all the marks in south. The only thing he did own of value was the single golden stud in his right earlobe, a treasure he would never remove.
6. Did you bring any pets with you?
”Of course not.” He answered shortly. If there was one thing that Glepgh had never found a point in it was pets. All they ever did was whine for attention and eat the owner out of food. An unfeeling man himself, Glepgh has never though of, nor ever will, of owning one of the blasted things.
”Yes.” Glepgh answered shortly as he dropped the wooden piece onto the desk between them. It had been given to him by the search rider, a man who rode one of the green dragons that populated the Weyr. There was something about the green rider he had not liked… something different. What he had not realized was that it was the riders sexuality that he could feel and hadn’t enjoyed.
2. Please list your name, age, and birthing day.
”Glepgh of Inbur Hold and the Apora. I’ll be twenty come the end of the fall season.” Glepgh had been told that very few impressed once they reached twenty turns of age so he had one chance, and one chance alone to impress. Not that it bothered Glepgh. If it wasn’t meant to happen then it wouldn’t happen and he’d return just as happy to the Apora and his beloved sea.
3. Where have you come from?
”I was birthed in Inbur Hold, but I’ve spent the majority of my life sailing under my father on the Apora.” He said simply. Nothing else was asked so he offered no more of his past. It wasn’t important anyways.
4. Do you have any skills? Belong to a Craft?
”I have never applied to the fishercraft nor do I plan to. Apora runs shipments of goods, not fish. As long as I can run a rig and work with the many knots in the ropes, I’ve no need of other skills.” He said simply. As it was, his father’s rig ran smuggling operations and such an adventurous life had been enough for Glepgh so far. Who needed to complicated it with a craft?
5. Do you have any valuables that you would like locked up?
”No.” he said simply. If valuables were not safe on his person then they were safe nowhere else. He only had two valuables on his person and they were two he would never loose sight or feel of. One was a worthless choker he wore of shells around his neck. While it was worthless, it held its own sentimental value to the unfeeling man making it worth more than all the marks in south. The only thing he did own of value was the single golden stud in his right earlobe, a treasure he would never remove.
6. Did you bring any pets with you?
”Of course not.” He answered shortly. If there was one thing that Glepgh had never found a point in it was pets. All they ever did was whine for attention and eat the owner out of food. An unfeeling man himself, Glepgh has never though of, nor ever will, of owning one of the blasted things.