Post by wildfire on Apr 3, 2012 9:30:52 GMT -5
I met the Rainbow hues of my dragon's eyes....
And this is who I am...
.:Character Number:. Uh…. Don’t know….
.:Age:. 26
.:Rank:. Bronzerider
.:Gender:. Male
.:Orientation:. Heterosexual but slightly bi-curious
.:Location:. Moonlit Weyr
.:Personality:.
Arrogant, cunning, manipulative, Strong-willed, ambitious, confident, proud, flirty, charismatic
A survivor. For turns R'kevel has only had to rely on himself and his sisters for survival. Frankly they are the only ones he truly cares about. He's learned to take care of himself over the turns and this has given him a very pessimistic view on life. It has also given him a certain confidence and arrogance because of his accomplishments. Why shouldn't he be proud of what he's done despite all the odds? Yes, R'kevel has tons of pride just like his dragon. He's also a big flirt and likes the company of a willing woman. He is strong willed and a bit ambitious but he's comfortable with his life right now so he's not looking to move up in the ranks just yet. He can be a bit manipulative sometimes but only when he has to be. He's also very cunning and added to his natural charisma can be a rather charming, silver-tongued young man.
.:Appearance:.
Standing at 6'5" R'kevel is tall. He tends to tower over a lot of people though he has lost the awkward lankiness he had as a teen. He's a well built young man with broad, strong shoulders and muscular arms. He has a strong torso that leads to a narrow waist and long lean legs. He has a trim build that's lean without being obscenely slender. He has smooth light-tan skin with little to no blemishes. He tans well in the summer becoming a nice if light bronze shade of brown. A mess of dark brown almost black hair sits atop his head. He tends to forget to brush it most days and one can easily tell if he's brushed it or not. He has scars running down his arms and chest from a feline attack that he survived.
The one thing that tends to stand out about him is his crystal blue eyes. They are unusual in a darker haired person and are perhaps his best feature his hair aside. As far as clothing goes he tends to keep it simple and practical most of the time. He's forever running patrols and drills so he rarely gets the time to dress up and he doesn't like dressing up so he doesn't really bother. He can clean up well when he takes the time to but its a rare occurrence. He tends to keep to more neutral colors though he does like green and blue. If he does wear colors they are in softer shades most of the time.
.:History:.
R'kevel's parents met in the normal way. They grew up in the same hold and new each other from the time they could crawl. Kirval and Rasia didn't fall for each other until their later teen years when Kirval was nineteen and Rasia eighteen. They courted on and off for three turns before finally tying the knot. A short turn later they had their first son, Kirsian. They adored their son who remained an only child for barely a turn before he was given a younger brother, named Rekevel after their grandfather. He was born on a stormy spring morning howling as fierce as the winds blowing around the house. The next four turns were followed by two baby girls to round out the family at six in number. They were a happy family the children getting along well and staying out of trouble for the most part. Rekevel was a bit of a scamp but a good kid at heart. He looked after his sisters and spent as much time with them as with his brother.
Then the accident happened.
It was a stormy night that the family was coming home from a visit to the Weyr for a Gather. The muddy road caused their carriage horses to slip and the family careened into a ditch. The carriage over turned killing Kirsian and Rasia instantly and severely injuring Kirval. Rekevel and his sisters came out luckily with minor injuries but their father died of bloodloss shortly after. His last words were an order to his remaining son to always look out for his sisters. Rekevel took the order to heart and once the rain had let up got his sisters back to the Hold safely. All three of them were sick with the flu for a while after but as was expected didn't miss their family's funeral. His sisters didn't really comprehend that their parents and older brother were gone and it took several sevendays for them to get over the loss. It would have taken Rekevel longer but their lives changed when their uncle took them in.
It started when their aunt left. At first the siblings didn't think anything of it. They were already doing chores around the house and shouldering their share of the work. Then Rekevel noticed how his uncle was looking at his sisters, especially the older. He didn't like the way his uncle watched Karisanna and when his uncle went to touch her Rekevel interfered. He refused to let his uncle touch her despite the difference in turns and size. He stubbornly kept himself between his uncle and his sister until his uncle finally lost his temper and severely beat him. That was only the start of it. The next four turns were filled with physical and sexual abuse of varying degrees. He apprenticed at twelve to be a smith. The work took his mind off what was going on at home though he worried about his sisters. Thankfully his uncle didn't touch them.
Despite the fact that Rekevel tried to keep the abuse a secret his teacher, the MasterSmith found out about it when he came into the smithy with a black eye and bloody nose. So the MasterSmith took the siblings away from their uncle into his own home. Karisanna and Relina thrived in the new home as did Rekevel though he was slower to grow comfortable with the MasterSmith and his wife. They did convince him to stand as a candidate though something he's never forgotten or regretted since despite the fact that it would take him eight turns to impress. His uncle also died of mysterious causes shortly after the siblings left. Shortly after being taken in Rekevel and his siblings moved with the Master Smith and his family to Telgar Weyr. However at sixteen he met a bluerider by the name of V'kail. Rekevel himself had only just started realizing he liked men as well as women.
V'kail was charming and Rekevel fell hard. What wasn't to like about the man? He was blonde haired, green eyed and so loving. He accepted Rekevel for who he was and not his past. Or so it seemed at first. The abuse began slowly starting with little things like teasing. It quickly progressed though and Rekevel panicked after the bluerider essentially raped him after losing a Flight when he was eighteen. V'kail tried to win him back but Rekevel refused to listen to him. He packed up his things and moved back in with the MasterSmith. V'kail wouldn't leave him alone so his foster father smuggled him and his sisters to Benden Weyr. Along the way they got between a mother feline and her cubs. Thanks to quick thinking on Rekevel's part they killed the feline and got away. They finally made it to Benden and settled in rather quickly with Junior Weyrwoman Kilana's help.
Karissana was accepted as a healer and he continued his work as a smith. Shortly after that Kari impressed to Gold Savareth at one of Abadath's clutches. Then a short turn later they were approached by Kilana who asked if they wanted to come to Moonlit with her. After some debate the siblings agreed to go after Kari and Rilena who'd just impressed a sweet green by the name of Merth graduated. So at 21 they moved to Moonlit to begin a new life. R'kevel had reached journeyman status by this point so be was simply transferred. Then at 22 R'kevel stood for a final time at one of the gold's clutches. The different colors the weyr had startled him but what startled him even more was that he impressed.
R'kevelMine, you honestly think you're going to do anything just standing there? Come my boy you and your Wachieth have things to do. the Bronze hatchling ordered. R'kevel obeyed the order and fed his new bonded. Weyrling lessons went smoothly and the pair are enjoying their new status in the weyr as full fledged riders.
R'kevel just hope the peace lasts.
.:Family:. Karisanna –sister and goldrider; Relina –sister and greenrider
.:Other:. n/a
Pets:: None yet
.:Pet Name:.
.:Species:. (Firelizard? Canine? Runner? Etc.)
.:Color:. (hex code for firelizard, or general color of pet)
.:Basic Appearance:. (description of your pet--like build and shape etc.--can be brief or detailed)
.:Basic Personality:. (can be brief or detailed)
(copy-and-paste the above for each pet that your character has!)
looked at you with rainbows in my eyes and you knew my name...
you are my lifemate and this is who I am...
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.:Age:. 4
.:Size:. 40 ft long
.:Color breed:. Bronze
.:Gender:. Male
.:Speech Color:. #3B240B, and #61380B
.:Fertility:. Yes
.:Mate:. None yet
.:Personality:.
Haughty, short-tempered, ambitious, cunning, charming
.:Appearance:.
A handsome example of his rank, Wachieth is a stunning bronze. He’s strong and muscular and by Faranth he knows it. Every inch of this bronze is dripping with confidence and pride and he’s certainly not afraid of pushing his weight around. He has the strength and natural weapons to do it too though he prefers not to cause harm if he can help it. He’s got nicely proportioned wings and tail to help him power through the skies. Indeed this bronze is more suited to astounding feats of endurance and staying ability than quick turns or acrobatics. As far as coloration goes Wachieth starts off with a nice dark bronze on the top half of his body. A clear line of demarcation leads into a rich coppery bronze on his lower half. His coloring is eerily reminiscent of a tunnelcat’s.
R’kevel
[/font][/size]And this is who I am...
General
.:Character Number:. Uh…. Don’t know….
.:Age:. 26
.:Rank:. Bronzerider
.:Gender:. Male
.:Orientation:. Heterosexual but slightly bi-curious
.:Location:. Moonlit Weyr
In Depth
.:Personality:.
Arrogant, cunning, manipulative, Strong-willed, ambitious, confident, proud, flirty, charismatic
A survivor. For turns R'kevel has only had to rely on himself and his sisters for survival. Frankly they are the only ones he truly cares about. He's learned to take care of himself over the turns and this has given him a very pessimistic view on life. It has also given him a certain confidence and arrogance because of his accomplishments. Why shouldn't he be proud of what he's done despite all the odds? Yes, R'kevel has tons of pride just like his dragon. He's also a big flirt and likes the company of a willing woman. He is strong willed and a bit ambitious but he's comfortable with his life right now so he's not looking to move up in the ranks just yet. He can be a bit manipulative sometimes but only when he has to be. He's also very cunning and added to his natural charisma can be a rather charming, silver-tongued young man.
.:Appearance:.
Standing at 6'5" R'kevel is tall. He tends to tower over a lot of people though he has lost the awkward lankiness he had as a teen. He's a well built young man with broad, strong shoulders and muscular arms. He has a strong torso that leads to a narrow waist and long lean legs. He has a trim build that's lean without being obscenely slender. He has smooth light-tan skin with little to no blemishes. He tans well in the summer becoming a nice if light bronze shade of brown. A mess of dark brown almost black hair sits atop his head. He tends to forget to brush it most days and one can easily tell if he's brushed it or not. He has scars running down his arms and chest from a feline attack that he survived.
The one thing that tends to stand out about him is his crystal blue eyes. They are unusual in a darker haired person and are perhaps his best feature his hair aside. As far as clothing goes he tends to keep it simple and practical most of the time. He's forever running patrols and drills so he rarely gets the time to dress up and he doesn't like dressing up so he doesn't really bother. He can clean up well when he takes the time to but its a rare occurrence. He tends to keep to more neutral colors though he does like green and blue. If he does wear colors they are in softer shades most of the time.
.:History:.
R'kevel's parents met in the normal way. They grew up in the same hold and new each other from the time they could crawl. Kirval and Rasia didn't fall for each other until their later teen years when Kirval was nineteen and Rasia eighteen. They courted on and off for three turns before finally tying the knot. A short turn later they had their first son, Kirsian. They adored their son who remained an only child for barely a turn before he was given a younger brother, named Rekevel after their grandfather. He was born on a stormy spring morning howling as fierce as the winds blowing around the house. The next four turns were followed by two baby girls to round out the family at six in number. They were a happy family the children getting along well and staying out of trouble for the most part. Rekevel was a bit of a scamp but a good kid at heart. He looked after his sisters and spent as much time with them as with his brother.
Then the accident happened.
It was a stormy night that the family was coming home from a visit to the Weyr for a Gather. The muddy road caused their carriage horses to slip and the family careened into a ditch. The carriage over turned killing Kirsian and Rasia instantly and severely injuring Kirval. Rekevel and his sisters came out luckily with minor injuries but their father died of bloodloss shortly after. His last words were an order to his remaining son to always look out for his sisters. Rekevel took the order to heart and once the rain had let up got his sisters back to the Hold safely. All three of them were sick with the flu for a while after but as was expected didn't miss their family's funeral. His sisters didn't really comprehend that their parents and older brother were gone and it took several sevendays for them to get over the loss. It would have taken Rekevel longer but their lives changed when their uncle took them in.
It started when their aunt left. At first the siblings didn't think anything of it. They were already doing chores around the house and shouldering their share of the work. Then Rekevel noticed how his uncle was looking at his sisters, especially the older. He didn't like the way his uncle watched Karisanna and when his uncle went to touch her Rekevel interfered. He refused to let his uncle touch her despite the difference in turns and size. He stubbornly kept himself between his uncle and his sister until his uncle finally lost his temper and severely beat him. That was only the start of it. The next four turns were filled with physical and sexual abuse of varying degrees. He apprenticed at twelve to be a smith. The work took his mind off what was going on at home though he worried about his sisters. Thankfully his uncle didn't touch them.
Despite the fact that Rekevel tried to keep the abuse a secret his teacher, the MasterSmith found out about it when he came into the smithy with a black eye and bloody nose. So the MasterSmith took the siblings away from their uncle into his own home. Karisanna and Relina thrived in the new home as did Rekevel though he was slower to grow comfortable with the MasterSmith and his wife. They did convince him to stand as a candidate though something he's never forgotten or regretted since despite the fact that it would take him eight turns to impress. His uncle also died of mysterious causes shortly after the siblings left. Shortly after being taken in Rekevel and his siblings moved with the Master Smith and his family to Telgar Weyr. However at sixteen he met a bluerider by the name of V'kail. Rekevel himself had only just started realizing he liked men as well as women.
V'kail was charming and Rekevel fell hard. What wasn't to like about the man? He was blonde haired, green eyed and so loving. He accepted Rekevel for who he was and not his past. Or so it seemed at first. The abuse began slowly starting with little things like teasing. It quickly progressed though and Rekevel panicked after the bluerider essentially raped him after losing a Flight when he was eighteen. V'kail tried to win him back but Rekevel refused to listen to him. He packed up his things and moved back in with the MasterSmith. V'kail wouldn't leave him alone so his foster father smuggled him and his sisters to Benden Weyr. Along the way they got between a mother feline and her cubs. Thanks to quick thinking on Rekevel's part they killed the feline and got away. They finally made it to Benden and settled in rather quickly with Junior Weyrwoman Kilana's help.
Karissana was accepted as a healer and he continued his work as a smith. Shortly after that Kari impressed to Gold Savareth at one of Abadath's clutches. Then a short turn later they were approached by Kilana who asked if they wanted to come to Moonlit with her. After some debate the siblings agreed to go after Kari and Rilena who'd just impressed a sweet green by the name of Merth graduated. So at 21 they moved to Moonlit to begin a new life. R'kevel had reached journeyman status by this point so be was simply transferred. Then at 22 R'kevel stood for a final time at one of the gold's clutches. The different colors the weyr had startled him but what startled him even more was that he impressed.
R'kevelMine, you honestly think you're going to do anything just standing there? Come my boy you and your Wachieth have things to do. the Bronze hatchling ordered. R'kevel obeyed the order and fed his new bonded. Weyrling lessons went smoothly and the pair are enjoying their new status in the weyr as full fledged riders.
R'kevel just hope the peace lasts.
.:Family:. Karisanna –sister and goldrider; Relina –sister and greenrider
.:Other:. n/a
Pets:: None yet
.:Pet Name:.
.:Species:. (Firelizard? Canine? Runner? Etc.)
.:Color:. (hex code for firelizard, or general color of pet)
.:Basic Appearance:. (description of your pet--like build and shape etc.--can be brief or detailed)
.:Basic Personality:. (can be brief or detailed)
(copy-and-paste the above for each pet that your character has!)
looked at you with rainbows in my eyes and you knew my name...
Wachieth
[/font][/size]you are my lifemate and this is who I am...
.:Age:. 4
.:Size:. 40 ft long
.:Color breed:. Bronze
.:Gender:. Male
.:Speech Color:. #3B240B, and #61380B
.:Fertility:. Yes
.:Mate:. None yet
.:Personality:.
Haughty, short-tempered, ambitious, cunning, charming
.:Appearance:.
A handsome example of his rank, Wachieth is a stunning bronze. He’s strong and muscular and by Faranth he knows it. Every inch of this bronze is dripping with confidence and pride and he’s certainly not afraid of pushing his weight around. He has the strength and natural weapons to do it too though he prefers not to cause harm if he can help it. He’s got nicely proportioned wings and tail to help him power through the skies. Indeed this bronze is more suited to astounding feats of endurance and staying ability than quick turns or acrobatics. As far as coloration goes Wachieth starts off with a nice dark bronze on the top half of his body. A clear line of demarcation leads into a rich coppery bronze on his lower half. His coloring is eerily reminiscent of a tunnelcat’s.
