Post by Mik on Aug 7, 2010 23:48:40 GMT -5
OOC: I'm pretty sure that there's planty of revisions I'll have to make, but here's my wherhandler for review....
About you:
Name: Mik
e-mail: hiredhitman85@yahoo.com
Age: 25
About the character:
Name: Sanrev
Pronunciation: San-revv
Age: 26 (Month 8, Day 5)
Rank: Senior Journeyman Guard/Wherhandler
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heter
Family
**Mother: Saneeka-deceased at 30-Senior Journeywoman Fisher-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
**Father: Calrev of bronze Revysk-deceased at 52/Revysk unknown-Master WoodCarver-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
**Siblings: Brothers: *Revee of green Veelask-24/6-Senior Journeyman WoodCarver-CalSan CotHold (WaveRunner SeaHold)
*Calreke-deceased at 21-Junior Journeyman Trader-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
*Caleke of blue Calesk-23/6-Senior Journeyman DragonHealer-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
Sisters: *Neeka-deceased at 25-Junior Journeywoman Weaver-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
*Sanree of gold Sanisk-deceased at 26/7-Junior Journeywoman Harper-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
*Caleeka of green Caleesk-29/10-Senior Journeywoman Harper-Waverunner SeaHold
Weyrmate/Lover: Mariella-deceased at 20-Junior Journeywoman Weaver-Waverunner SeaHold
Children: unnamed Baby girl-stillborn-Waverunner SeaHold
Other: young children
Physical Description: Sanrev is a looker, yet he fails to notice such. He stands at just past six foot and has the lean, muscled build of a dragonrider versus the typical guardsman figure, probably because he is bonded to a wher. His dark red hair is kept short and, on the rare occasion that he is seen in daylight, has a copper shine to it. Dark green eyes make one think of a feline with their shade and unusually big pupils that have been proven time and time again to aide in the night when he is most active. His dark skin is natural and gets slightly darker during the summer months when the days are longer. Surprisingly, he bares only two scars on his whole body. One is the result of a mishap in his training that cuts across his chiseled stomach at an odd angle. The other is in the form of teeth marks on the front and back of his left hand where Sanresk had taken his blood to bond with him. An old woven band still graces his left ringfinger from being handfasted at one time. Constantly seen in comfortable, yet loose-fitting, wherhides of darker greens and browns, Sanrev has sometimes been mistaken for a dragonrider at first glance.
Personality: Sanrev is the sort that would rather be in the background than at the center of attention and it shows in his quietly watchful and protective ways. He is very quiet on his feet and could be watching you and you would not know it until he spoke up for he can slip away just as quietly as he had come. When he is not sleeping during the day, he can be found wandering about the perimeter for anything unusual to report or quietly watching the happenings about him. If he happens to be sleeping during the day and one wakes him, they had better have good reason for it or he is not a very happy man. A dormant, fighting spirit only shows itself when he truly fights versus sparring and where his strength and agility comes from then is a question only Faranth could answer. His weaknesses lie in children since he has none of his own. Since the one child he had fathered had died in childbirth along with his mother, he has vowed to live out his days protecting the youth as much as he possibly can and therefore can be seen watching over a group of young children from time to time or wherever he is needed for the night. He will offer a smile to anyone and only speaks if he must, his voice soft and quiet, though he has been known to make certain that he can be heard when the occasion calls for it.
History: Sanrev was born the fourth child to a Fisherwoman and a WoodCarver on the fifth day of the eighth month of Turn 2681 in a small CotHold, affectionately known as CalSan, south and east of Waverunner SeaHold, during the darkest hour of the night. He has been a night owl since he was young, constantly restless at night and quite sleepy during the day.
His life was quite uneventful until his twelfth turn when he decided to pursue the odd craft of Guarding. He left his lakeside home with his uncle's small trading caravan to search for inn guards or any other sort of guard, seeing most of Nova Territory from the back of a runnerbeast.
In his sixteenth turn, he won a firelizard egg from a betting game amongst the Traders at a Hold and out hatched a little blue firelizard. Spending as much time as he could, Sanrev taught the little blue to carry messages and was able to keep in touch much easier with his family via Neek, named after his mother who had died during the birth of his youngest brothers.
His next turn brought on love after getting scored by a spear across his stomach during his training. The injury showed a bit of the dormant fighting spirit that instinct ruled and he would learn to control that the best he could as he went onward in his training. A Weaver in the caravan had caught his fancy since he had been fifteen and he had finally gotten the chance to court her while recovering from his wound and thereafter. They were handfasted toward the latter part of that turn.
At nineteen, he returned home to his family, whom had moved into Nova Weyr, witnessed his sister's golden wher's clutch hatch, and found a tiny little brown following him about curiously. Try as he might, he could not persuade the little one to pick someone else, for he had much to learn yet of his Craft. Later that night, he finally caved in when the little one crawled atop his chest with a piece of meat that he had yet to eat in his mouth. Upon feeding the little one, the brown bit his hand instead of the meat, tasting his blood and awakening a bond that ended his wandering life. Later that turn, Cloudlung claimed the life of his sister's wher and the rest of the family decided it was better to return to their life in the CotHold to heal from their loss for Sanisk had been a wonderful wher with her strong clutches. Surprisingly, the rest of the family had been lucky and none other had picked up Cloudlung in that instance, save for Sanrev who had only sported a severe cold that, with his youngest brother's help, overcame.
Twenty-one turns of age brought on the most exciting and most devastating time of Sanrev's life. His wife had finally carried a child to term, but a month early, she died of complications and the baby girl was stillborn. Sanrev withdrew on himself and only spoke to Sanresk and Neek for the longest time after the terrible loss.
As if Cloudlung and Mariella's death with the baby had not been bad enough, Sanrev and his family met up with a case of Firehead in his twenty-fourth turn. His Trader brother had sadly brought it home from a trading route and the rest of the family quickly caught it. Had it not been for his youngest brother's Healing skills coupled with his nocturnalness that was further apparent since he had Bonded with his wher, Sanrev may have caught the disease worse, but he had been lucky, only catching a minor cold during the whole ordeal. His father, a brother, and two of his sisters died that turn, his father's bronze going wild and never being seen again. The four that had survived remained at the CotHold until they were certain that no symptom of Firehead still lingered and then moved into Waverunner SeaHold to see what skills they could offer the Hold.
Sanrev grew restless early in his twenty-sixth turn and toward the middle of that turn, requested transfer as a night guard at Nova Weyr. Permission granted, the young Guardsman, wher, and firelizard headed for Nova Weyr to begin anew and hopefully allow Sanrev to find peace and happiness again...
Craft Information:
Craft: GuardCraft
Rank: Senior Journeyman
Speciality: Guarding
If wherhandler:
Wher Name: Sanresk
Wher Age: 6
Wher Size: 17 feet
Physical Description: Sanresk is far from picture perfect. He is well fed, perhaps overly so, but he remains thin and gaunt looking with his big boned structure and his sinewy muscling. He has always been that way and it is determined that he will remain that way until his last days. Along with his awkwardness comes a nearly five foot height reflected by his unusual length for a brown wher. He is quick to move wherever he intends and will not hesitate to protect his Handler or even the firelizard that can often be found perched atop his back somewhere. Like his Handler, Sanresk is dark skinned. His hide is such a dark, even brown that he mixes well with evening shadows and all but disappears when the sun sets. He is just all dark, dark brown.
Personality: Despite his awkward appearance, Sanresk is anything but. He is the expected puppy-like attitude when it comes to his Handler, constantly only a step or two behind the man and not caring much about what goes on about him, so long as it does not involve himself, his Handler, or Neek. Like his Handler, Sanresk has a weakness for children. He will happily sit and watch them playing or napping at night, even allowing those few restless sleepers to play on and around him. His sense of protection is quite strong for his young age, proving that he has been well trained in his duties, sometimes even noticing danger before Sanrev does. When he does feel threatened, he will not hesitate to go after whomever has threatened him and only his Handler can tell him to stop.
Pets:
Name: Neek
Species: Firelizard
Age: 9
Description: Neek is a blue with no question. He is such a bright colored blue that one would never miss him unless he hid amongst some very brightly colored linens. He is slender and long for a firelizard, but not overly active like most of the blues. As for his attitude, Neek is among some of the calmest firelizards to be found. He is quiet, yet still active enough to explain his slenderness. His favorite place to be is around his Pet's wher, perched atop the dark hide or fluttering about in play with him. Yet, when a message is needed sent somewhere, he can be completely trusted that he will fulfill the task properly.
About you:
Name: Mik
e-mail: hiredhitman85@yahoo.com
Age: 25
About the character:
Name: Sanrev
Pronunciation: San-revv
Age: 26 (Month 8, Day 5)
Rank: Senior Journeyman Guard/Wherhandler
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heter
Family
**Mother: Saneeka-deceased at 30-Senior Journeywoman Fisher-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
**Father: Calrev of bronze Revysk-deceased at 52/Revysk unknown-Master WoodCarver-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
**Siblings: Brothers: *Revee of green Veelask-24/6-Senior Journeyman WoodCarver-CalSan CotHold (WaveRunner SeaHold)
*Calreke-deceased at 21-Junior Journeyman Trader-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
*Caleke of blue Calesk-23/6-Senior Journeyman DragonHealer-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
Sisters: *Neeka-deceased at 25-Junior Journeywoman Weaver-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
*Sanree of gold Sanisk-deceased at 26/7-Junior Journeywoman Harper-CalSan CotHold (Waverunner SeaHold)
*Caleeka of green Caleesk-29/10-Senior Journeywoman Harper-Waverunner SeaHold
Weyrmate/Lover: Mariella-deceased at 20-Junior Journeywoman Weaver-Waverunner SeaHold
Children: unnamed Baby girl-stillborn-Waverunner SeaHold
Other: young children
Physical Description: Sanrev is a looker, yet he fails to notice such. He stands at just past six foot and has the lean, muscled build of a dragonrider versus the typical guardsman figure, probably because he is bonded to a wher. His dark red hair is kept short and, on the rare occasion that he is seen in daylight, has a copper shine to it. Dark green eyes make one think of a feline with their shade and unusually big pupils that have been proven time and time again to aide in the night when he is most active. His dark skin is natural and gets slightly darker during the summer months when the days are longer. Surprisingly, he bares only two scars on his whole body. One is the result of a mishap in his training that cuts across his chiseled stomach at an odd angle. The other is in the form of teeth marks on the front and back of his left hand where Sanresk had taken his blood to bond with him. An old woven band still graces his left ringfinger from being handfasted at one time. Constantly seen in comfortable, yet loose-fitting, wherhides of darker greens and browns, Sanrev has sometimes been mistaken for a dragonrider at first glance.
Personality: Sanrev is the sort that would rather be in the background than at the center of attention and it shows in his quietly watchful and protective ways. He is very quiet on his feet and could be watching you and you would not know it until he spoke up for he can slip away just as quietly as he had come. When he is not sleeping during the day, he can be found wandering about the perimeter for anything unusual to report or quietly watching the happenings about him. If he happens to be sleeping during the day and one wakes him, they had better have good reason for it or he is not a very happy man. A dormant, fighting spirit only shows itself when he truly fights versus sparring and where his strength and agility comes from then is a question only Faranth could answer. His weaknesses lie in children since he has none of his own. Since the one child he had fathered had died in childbirth along with his mother, he has vowed to live out his days protecting the youth as much as he possibly can and therefore can be seen watching over a group of young children from time to time or wherever he is needed for the night. He will offer a smile to anyone and only speaks if he must, his voice soft and quiet, though he has been known to make certain that he can be heard when the occasion calls for it.
History: Sanrev was born the fourth child to a Fisherwoman and a WoodCarver on the fifth day of the eighth month of Turn 2681 in a small CotHold, affectionately known as CalSan, south and east of Waverunner SeaHold, during the darkest hour of the night. He has been a night owl since he was young, constantly restless at night and quite sleepy during the day.
His life was quite uneventful until his twelfth turn when he decided to pursue the odd craft of Guarding. He left his lakeside home with his uncle's small trading caravan to search for inn guards or any other sort of guard, seeing most of Nova Territory from the back of a runnerbeast.
In his sixteenth turn, he won a firelizard egg from a betting game amongst the Traders at a Hold and out hatched a little blue firelizard. Spending as much time as he could, Sanrev taught the little blue to carry messages and was able to keep in touch much easier with his family via Neek, named after his mother who had died during the birth of his youngest brothers.
His next turn brought on love after getting scored by a spear across his stomach during his training. The injury showed a bit of the dormant fighting spirit that instinct ruled and he would learn to control that the best he could as he went onward in his training. A Weaver in the caravan had caught his fancy since he had been fifteen and he had finally gotten the chance to court her while recovering from his wound and thereafter. They were handfasted toward the latter part of that turn.
At nineteen, he returned home to his family, whom had moved into Nova Weyr, witnessed his sister's golden wher's clutch hatch, and found a tiny little brown following him about curiously. Try as he might, he could not persuade the little one to pick someone else, for he had much to learn yet of his Craft. Later that night, he finally caved in when the little one crawled atop his chest with a piece of meat that he had yet to eat in his mouth. Upon feeding the little one, the brown bit his hand instead of the meat, tasting his blood and awakening a bond that ended his wandering life. Later that turn, Cloudlung claimed the life of his sister's wher and the rest of the family decided it was better to return to their life in the CotHold to heal from their loss for Sanisk had been a wonderful wher with her strong clutches. Surprisingly, the rest of the family had been lucky and none other had picked up Cloudlung in that instance, save for Sanrev who had only sported a severe cold that, with his youngest brother's help, overcame.
Twenty-one turns of age brought on the most exciting and most devastating time of Sanrev's life. His wife had finally carried a child to term, but a month early, she died of complications and the baby girl was stillborn. Sanrev withdrew on himself and only spoke to Sanresk and Neek for the longest time after the terrible loss.
As if Cloudlung and Mariella's death with the baby had not been bad enough, Sanrev and his family met up with a case of Firehead in his twenty-fourth turn. His Trader brother had sadly brought it home from a trading route and the rest of the family quickly caught it. Had it not been for his youngest brother's Healing skills coupled with his nocturnalness that was further apparent since he had Bonded with his wher, Sanrev may have caught the disease worse, but he had been lucky, only catching a minor cold during the whole ordeal. His father, a brother, and two of his sisters died that turn, his father's bronze going wild and never being seen again. The four that had survived remained at the CotHold until they were certain that no symptom of Firehead still lingered and then moved into Waverunner SeaHold to see what skills they could offer the Hold.
Sanrev grew restless early in his twenty-sixth turn and toward the middle of that turn, requested transfer as a night guard at Nova Weyr. Permission granted, the young Guardsman, wher, and firelizard headed for Nova Weyr to begin anew and hopefully allow Sanrev to find peace and happiness again...
Craft Information:
Craft: GuardCraft
Rank: Senior Journeyman
Speciality: Guarding
If wherhandler:
Wher Name: Sanresk
Wher Age: 6
Wher Size: 17 feet
Physical Description: Sanresk is far from picture perfect. He is well fed, perhaps overly so, but he remains thin and gaunt looking with his big boned structure and his sinewy muscling. He has always been that way and it is determined that he will remain that way until his last days. Along with his awkwardness comes a nearly five foot height reflected by his unusual length for a brown wher. He is quick to move wherever he intends and will not hesitate to protect his Handler or even the firelizard that can often be found perched atop his back somewhere. Like his Handler, Sanresk is dark skinned. His hide is such a dark, even brown that he mixes well with evening shadows and all but disappears when the sun sets. He is just all dark, dark brown.
Personality: Despite his awkward appearance, Sanresk is anything but. He is the expected puppy-like attitude when it comes to his Handler, constantly only a step or two behind the man and not caring much about what goes on about him, so long as it does not involve himself, his Handler, or Neek. Like his Handler, Sanresk has a weakness for children. He will happily sit and watch them playing or napping at night, even allowing those few restless sleepers to play on and around him. His sense of protection is quite strong for his young age, proving that he has been well trained in his duties, sometimes even noticing danger before Sanrev does. When he does feel threatened, he will not hesitate to go after whomever has threatened him and only his Handler can tell him to stop.
Pets:
Name: Neek
Species: Firelizard
Age: 9
Description: Neek is a blue with no question. He is such a bright colored blue that one would never miss him unless he hid amongst some very brightly colored linens. He is slender and long for a firelizard, but not overly active like most of the blues. As for his attitude, Neek is among some of the calmest firelizards to be found. He is quiet, yet still active enough to explain his slenderness. His favorite place to be is around his Pet's wher, perched atop the dark hide or fluttering about in play with him. Yet, when a message is needed sent somewhere, he can be completely trusted that he will fulfill the task properly.
