D'rian of Loliath Sept 27, 2011 9:27:42 GMT -5
Post by jillianna on Sept 27, 2011 9:27:42 GMT -5
Rank: No crafts. He's a rider.
Where they are from: Hold, Country
Dalrian stands at about 6'4'' tall, and has a lean body. He is muscled from his years with the sword, and training. His eyes are a dark green that seem to see inside your soul if he catches you in them. His skin is a light medium tan, criscrossed on the arms and his sides with light scars. He has an easy sense of casualness about him when not acting in an official capacity, with a quick charming white smile accentuated by his cupid's bow mouth.
Dalrian is alltogether laid back and easy going when he's not under orders to be doing something. Once he is working however, he's devoted one hundred percent to the task at hand, which can make him a bit hard to handle sometimes. He's quite the charmer. His easy manner and slow, white smile tend to earn favor from men and women alike, but it would take a special kind of person to pin him down. His devotions are to himself and his dragon, and as far as anything else goes, It usually doesn't tend to matter. He does have his dark moods sometimes, usually linked with thoughts of his past, or when Loliath gets depressed. During those times it is best to not provoke him, due to his instability he becomes quite volatile.
Bonded's Type: dragon
Bonded's Hex Codes:
Bonded's Size in Feet:41 ft
Bonded's Age:6 turns
Bonded's Personality: + protective, easygoing, mothering, investigative, youthful, loving, intelligent - depressive, full of herself, vicious in battle
Dalrian was born in Silence Hold to a mercenary father and a poor mother. His mom died of sickness of the lungs when he was a child, and his father had to raise him on his own. As such, he was brought up in the life of a soldier/fighter. His childhood was filled with training with the sword and just fights in general. He was definitely not the happiest kid.
To his young mind he was a poor hold brat and that's what he would always be. Fighting for his survival when his father wasn't there, and when his father was, training to fight for the next time he left. He was in a state of shock when the searchrider found him. To be a candidate or rider was to have a sense of security he'd never had before. The Weyr was a place to be safe, not having to wonder where his next meal came from, or sleep with one eye open. It was peace to a boy who'd spent 16 years living in fear and violence.
Of course there were still people he disliked in the weyr, but soon even they became family. You couldnt pick them, but you could dislike them. After three years of candidacy, rocking the boat as often as possible with said disliked people, he impressed a large dragonet named Liliath. A black female dusted with gold. She calmed him, grounded him. As a baby she gave him headaches and heart attacks from their first flight to Her first flight.
She had dark times when she was four that had them both depressed for a while, due to her attempting and failing, to clutch. She's still touchy over it, and though she wants to try again, both dal and herself have become able to accept it if she didn't. Her depression ended soon after and with the end of that came a peace and settlement into the weyr.