Post by Kendrall on Jul 27, 2010 7:35:01 GMT -5
About You:
Name: Kendrall
Age: 33
Email: KMHazelton@gmail.com
About the Character:
Name: B'ren (Brendan)
Age: 24 Turns
Gender: Male
Parents: Brea, mother, 48 Turns, Trader; Chandan, father, 52 Turns, Trader
Siblings: Breanna, sister, 29 Turns, Trader
Current Weyrmate/Lover: Tanly of green Cadalayith
Children: None that he knows of
Appearance: B'ren is fairly tall, roughly five feet eleven inches, but his lean frame often deceives many into thinking he isn't the athletic type. Instead, his features are feline-like, hinting at a rare combination of quickness, agility, and strength. While a rarity on Pern, reddish tones play through his brown hair which is often free-flowing and easily blows about in a breeze, but is kept short to the nape of his neck. Likewise, his steel-gray eyes are also a rarity, with shades of blue often interspersed through the gray, and his skin borders on a light complexion, highlighting the red in his hair but sharply contrasting with his eyes. His eyebrows are thin and are at slight angles opposite of each other; refined cheekbones, nose, and chin help to frame a mouth that is neither too large nor too small. On the underside of his chin is a thin white scar.
B'ren typically will favor loose, flowing clothes in lighter shades of earthen tones, ranging from a yellow-bronze like color down to a light tan or even a medium brown, though he is not adverse to wearing any other color save for pink or blue. He also has been known to dress up for any special occasion, often attempting to upstage others with his fancy, tailored clothing, drawing the appreciative looks from the ladies and earning the ire of their men.
Personality: B'ren is the type of individual that is easily classified as someone who is nothing more than a charming rogue or downright scoundrel. He simply can't resist a good game of dragon poker or placing bets on just about anything he deems is worth gambling. He's also been known to take chances when others would be hesitant. Likewise, B'ren has been known to try and charm the hearts of beautiful ladies, often enticing them with exaggerated tales of daring-do and free-flowing wine, if only to try and get a lady under the furs with him that night, lending to his playful mischievousness in a physically, if not sexually attractive, manner. Furthermore, he is extremely intelligent, knowing when to cut his losses and run, or when to press forward on a hard bargain to earn a few extra marks.
The two black marks to him are his monophobia, his fear of being alone, and the fear of commitment. Ever since he was old enough to understand the hormones that raged in his body throughout his time as a teenager, B'ren continually sought the companionship of a young lady, but always was concerned either he would say or do something to turn a blossoming relationship into a broken one. Likewise, he was worried that he would never find the right woman whom would be willing to put up with his carousing and gambling, never able to find his true love and soulmate, thus leading to many a broken relationship...and who knows if he has sired any children.
Biography: Brendan is the younger of two children - and only son - of Brea and Chandan, both Traders and often traveling with others in large caravans between Holds. Although it is difficult to say which Hold he was born in or near, Brendan (or "Bren" as his older sister often affectionately called him) was considered a born vagabond, forever roaming the old familiar roads, and never unable to settle down. This wandering spirit has often lent to his seemingly carefree attitude while growing up, but learning how to effectively barter with others was a skill that had been his since childhood, taught to him by his parents and older sister. The other skills he learned as a young boy, thanks to the other Traders who'd often traveled with his family, was how to deceive others by using sleight-of-hand tricks, cheating unwitting Holdbred out of their marks, and how to defend himself in a fight using his fists and a set of knives: two long knives for close quarters, and two throwing knives to keep would-be attackers at bay.
Still, had it not been for a kindly Harper, Bren would have never been inspired to learn about the world that he lived in, nor to push himself to gain knowledge about art, music, poetry, math, and science. Yet in spite of his ability to charm people with his "tricks" and to charm the ladies, he was never able to find that one special lady when he was old enough to start looking for a spouse.
Granted, he had dallied with a woman here at one Hold and another woman elsewhere, but he felt there was a certain stigma to being a Trader. No sense of stability, no sense of being grounded in one place, and there was a continual fear that either he or the other Traders were carriers of Cloudlung, contrary to the actual truth, often resulting in them being turned away from Holds every now and then...and he honestly felt that no woman would ever want to have a family with him while forever on the move, let alone live that sort of life. By the same token, he would have to give up his gambling habit and carousing, just to settle down and live the life of an honest man. And he didn't quite think he could bring himself to do just that.
Fortune has a way of finding unexpected ways into a man's life. Bren and his family were staying at Nova Hold one warm spring day when he was seventeen on "business", as it was called, when a Searchrider from Nova Weyr came on Search. Naturally, Bren was curious and wanted to see this spectacle for himself. Standing in the crowd and trying his best to blend in, the Searchdragon was still able to discern his presence, speaking into his mind, telling him that he had an even greater "gift" that laid dormant within him. All he had to do was agree to come to Nova as a Dragon Candidate. At first he wasn't sure, but then made the decision to follow through, to let the fates take him on a different path. It took him a full two Turns until he finally Impressed to a Brown hatchling named Chiath, who has helped him come to grips with his monophobia and his fear of commitment...but has yet to resolve this when it comes to the ladies.
Craft Information:
craft: Trader
rank:
specialty:
Can you:
read? yes
write? yes
figure? yes
If Dragonrider:
Dragon Name: Chiath
Dragon Color- Brown (993300)
Dragon age- 5 Turns
Dragon size: 34 feet
Physical Description- From head to tail, Chiath is thirty-four feet in length, making him one of the larger Brown dragons in the weyr. His head is more of a deep cinnamon brown color, then lightens into a more traditional chocolate at the body while the tip of his tail and feet are closer a lighter shade of brown in color. Powerful muscles ripple through his entire frame, supported by large hindquarters and broad shoulders.
Personality- Chiath's personality, if there could be few words to describe him, would be noble, wise, inventive, and defender. He carries himself with a confident, mature, noble attitude; not in an overbearing fashion but more of a quiet, guiding spirit to lead others to serenity and calm. His wisdom and inventiveness have allowed him to avoid difficult situations with amazing capability, yet is able to see right through deception and likewise be able to gaze into another being's soul to determine if one is telling the truth or is hiding it. Chiath also has never been one to idly sit by and do nothing while lives are at risk, unafraid to fight Thread with the raw power he possesses, and has always stood by his bonded to keep him from getting into trouble.
Name: Kendrall
Age: 33
Email: KMHazelton@gmail.com
About the Character:
Name: B'ren (Brendan)
Age: 24 Turns
Gender: Male
Parents: Brea, mother, 48 Turns, Trader; Chandan, father, 52 Turns, Trader
Siblings: Breanna, sister, 29 Turns, Trader
Current Weyrmate/Lover: Tanly of green Cadalayith
Children: None that he knows of
Appearance: B'ren is fairly tall, roughly five feet eleven inches, but his lean frame often deceives many into thinking he isn't the athletic type. Instead, his features are feline-like, hinting at a rare combination of quickness, agility, and strength. While a rarity on Pern, reddish tones play through his brown hair which is often free-flowing and easily blows about in a breeze, but is kept short to the nape of his neck. Likewise, his steel-gray eyes are also a rarity, with shades of blue often interspersed through the gray, and his skin borders on a light complexion, highlighting the red in his hair but sharply contrasting with his eyes. His eyebrows are thin and are at slight angles opposite of each other; refined cheekbones, nose, and chin help to frame a mouth that is neither too large nor too small. On the underside of his chin is a thin white scar.
B'ren typically will favor loose, flowing clothes in lighter shades of earthen tones, ranging from a yellow-bronze like color down to a light tan or even a medium brown, though he is not adverse to wearing any other color save for pink or blue. He also has been known to dress up for any special occasion, often attempting to upstage others with his fancy, tailored clothing, drawing the appreciative looks from the ladies and earning the ire of their men.
Personality: B'ren is the type of individual that is easily classified as someone who is nothing more than a charming rogue or downright scoundrel. He simply can't resist a good game of dragon poker or placing bets on just about anything he deems is worth gambling. He's also been known to take chances when others would be hesitant. Likewise, B'ren has been known to try and charm the hearts of beautiful ladies, often enticing them with exaggerated tales of daring-do and free-flowing wine, if only to try and get a lady under the furs with him that night, lending to his playful mischievousness in a physically, if not sexually attractive, manner. Furthermore, he is extremely intelligent, knowing when to cut his losses and run, or when to press forward on a hard bargain to earn a few extra marks.
The two black marks to him are his monophobia, his fear of being alone, and the fear of commitment. Ever since he was old enough to understand the hormones that raged in his body throughout his time as a teenager, B'ren continually sought the companionship of a young lady, but always was concerned either he would say or do something to turn a blossoming relationship into a broken one. Likewise, he was worried that he would never find the right woman whom would be willing to put up with his carousing and gambling, never able to find his true love and soulmate, thus leading to many a broken relationship...and who knows if he has sired any children.
Biography: Brendan is the younger of two children - and only son - of Brea and Chandan, both Traders and often traveling with others in large caravans between Holds. Although it is difficult to say which Hold he was born in or near, Brendan (or "Bren" as his older sister often affectionately called him) was considered a born vagabond, forever roaming the old familiar roads, and never unable to settle down. This wandering spirit has often lent to his seemingly carefree attitude while growing up, but learning how to effectively barter with others was a skill that had been his since childhood, taught to him by his parents and older sister. The other skills he learned as a young boy, thanks to the other Traders who'd often traveled with his family, was how to deceive others by using sleight-of-hand tricks, cheating unwitting Holdbred out of their marks, and how to defend himself in a fight using his fists and a set of knives: two long knives for close quarters, and two throwing knives to keep would-be attackers at bay.
Still, had it not been for a kindly Harper, Bren would have never been inspired to learn about the world that he lived in, nor to push himself to gain knowledge about art, music, poetry, math, and science. Yet in spite of his ability to charm people with his "tricks" and to charm the ladies, he was never able to find that one special lady when he was old enough to start looking for a spouse.
Granted, he had dallied with a woman here at one Hold and another woman elsewhere, but he felt there was a certain stigma to being a Trader. No sense of stability, no sense of being grounded in one place, and there was a continual fear that either he or the other Traders were carriers of Cloudlung, contrary to the actual truth, often resulting in them being turned away from Holds every now and then...and he honestly felt that no woman would ever want to have a family with him while forever on the move, let alone live that sort of life. By the same token, he would have to give up his gambling habit and carousing, just to settle down and live the life of an honest man. And he didn't quite think he could bring himself to do just that.
Fortune has a way of finding unexpected ways into a man's life. Bren and his family were staying at Nova Hold one warm spring day when he was seventeen on "business", as it was called, when a Searchrider from Nova Weyr came on Search. Naturally, Bren was curious and wanted to see this spectacle for himself. Standing in the crowd and trying his best to blend in, the Searchdragon was still able to discern his presence, speaking into his mind, telling him that he had an even greater "gift" that laid dormant within him. All he had to do was agree to come to Nova as a Dragon Candidate. At first he wasn't sure, but then made the decision to follow through, to let the fates take him on a different path. It took him a full two Turns until he finally Impressed to a Brown hatchling named Chiath, who has helped him come to grips with his monophobia and his fear of commitment...but has yet to resolve this when it comes to the ladies.
Craft Information:
craft: Trader
rank:
specialty:
Can you:
read? yes
write? yes
figure? yes
If Dragonrider:
Dragon Name: Chiath
Dragon Color- Brown (993300)
Dragon age- 5 Turns
Dragon size: 34 feet
Physical Description- From head to tail, Chiath is thirty-four feet in length, making him one of the larger Brown dragons in the weyr. His head is more of a deep cinnamon brown color, then lightens into a more traditional chocolate at the body while the tip of his tail and feet are closer a lighter shade of brown in color. Powerful muscles ripple through his entire frame, supported by large hindquarters and broad shoulders.
Personality- Chiath's personality, if there could be few words to describe him, would be noble, wise, inventive, and defender. He carries himself with a confident, mature, noble attitude; not in an overbearing fashion but more of a quiet, guiding spirit to lead others to serenity and calm. His wisdom and inventiveness have allowed him to avoid difficult situations with amazing capability, yet is able to see right through deception and likewise be able to gaze into another being's soul to determine if one is telling the truth or is hiding it. Chiath also has never been one to idly sit by and do nothing while lives are at risk, unafraid to fight Thread with the raw power he possesses, and has always stood by his bonded to keep him from getting into trouble.
