Post by Silverfly on Dec 14, 2010 2:35:22 GMT -5
Player:
Name: Silverfly, (Silver or Fly or whatever else you’d like to call me is fine)
Are you 17+?: Yes. About to be 21
Contact Information:
AIM: n/a
Email: n/a
Past RP Experience: Dragon Weyr, Glorious-Canines; multiple other sites that have pooped-out on me. I have RP’d for a good ten years now =)
Character:
Name: L’dron (formerly Landron)
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Occupation: Bronzerider
Description: Landron has a sturdy 6’1” figure of a typical Fisher; his skin darkened from all the years he dedicated to harvesting the wealth and bounty that the sea has to offer, and then from all the years spent with his Heroth. In addition to that resulting side affect from his lifestyle, this man of twenty-seven turns has well-sculpted, muscular arms and torso initially developed from hauling endless net-fulls of fish into the deck of the ship. Also, Landron walks with a slightly wider stance than the typical Pernesian: he had grown so accustomed to having sea-legs that it integrated itself into his everyday life- even when he was land-bound for weeks or months… and then forever once he was called to Candidacy.
As far as his facial features are concerned, Landron has matching deep espresso eyes and hair, both of which are often mistaken to be black at first glance. His dark hair is about three inches long, often worn in whatever fashion it is when he wakes due to the fact that he gave up trying to control the resulting mane of hair turns ago when he arrived back from the sea’s abusive and battering winds. L’dron also tends to have eyes similar to that of a dragon’s due to how they lighten and darken based off of his mood. The more dismal the day, or higher his irritations become, the darker they become. Conversely, the better his day gets, the closer to shades of amber his eyes reach.
Personality: He lives in a world of possibilities where he sees all sorts of challenges to be surmounted, and wants to be the one responsible for surmounting them. His drive for leadership is well-served by his quickness to grasp complexities, ability to absorb a large amount of impersonal information, and his quick and decisive judgments. He is every bit a "take charge" individual.
He is constantly scanning the environment for potential problems which he can turn into solutions. He generally sees things from a long-range perspective, and is usually successful at identifying plans to turn problems around. He’s tireless in his efforts on the job, and driven to visualize where the Weyr is headed.
There is not much room for error in the eyes of Landron. He HATES seeing mistakes repeated, and has no patience with inefficiency. He also has a tendency to become quite harsh when his patience is tried in these respects, because he isn’t naturally tuned in to other's feelings, and doesn’t believe that he should tailor his judgment in consideration of them. He has difficulty seeing things from outside his own perspective. He also has little patience with people who do not see things the same way as him, yet tries to consciously work on recognizing the value of other's opinions, as well as the value of being sensitive towards their feelings.
Although he isn’t naturally tuned into other's feelings, he has very strong sentimental streaks. Innerly if he begins caring for another, they will mean the world to him, although he will likely hide it from general knowledge initially out of embarrassment.
He also loves to interact with others. Very much an extrovert, he is energized and stimulated primarily externally. There's nothing more enjoyable and satisfying for him than having a lively, challenging conversation. He especially respects those who are able to stand up to him, and argue persuasively for their own point of view. There aren't too many people who will do so, and L’dron is thrilled and impressed whenever it happens.
Although he has shortcomings whenever it comes to his amount of patience with ignorance, once he is able to get over his frustration and take a step back to assess the situation, he is tireless in his quest to make it a positive one. He puts himself out there and gives 200 percent in these efforts…because at the end of the day all he really wants is the best for everyone. It’s just difficult for him to embrace vastly different ideas and he will rarely admit that another opinion than his is a better one at first. With the right guidance however, he will be able to become more accepting of these things.
As for L’dron’s moral fiber, he is as true as you can find. Children and small animals are a weakness for him, more often-than-not catching the attention of women with his gentle displays when he focuses on them. Firelizards have always intrigued and amazed him…yet being a fisherman, and then an avid Dragonman in Ista he has never come across the opportunity to stand at a hatching. Dragons have also been something that has been a wonder to him... even when he was but an apprentice. While others of Hold and Craft shied away from the presence of the creatures, Landron always felt gravitated towards them, barely batting an eye if a dragon and rider were a bit too close for comfort by normal standards.
Continuing on with his morals, Landron despises lies and deceit, seeing it as a way to cover up ignorance and stupidity. If any person were to want to get in a brawl with the Dragonman, all they would need to do was allow him to catch them in a web of lies. L’dron would be furious.
Lastly, L’dron will do just about anything to protect innocents: be it friend, stranger, women, or child… he would never stand for injustice.
History: Landron was born twenty-seven turns ago to a long line of Master-fishers. For more than four generations, every male in his family had followed the long life-dedication of learning the fishing-craft, from apprentice to Journeyman, and finally the accomplishment of Master. He was born an only son to his mother Janalee, and father Halum. His mother was the Head Cook for Ista Hold; she would love to come up with new recipes for all the fish that her dear Halum and Landron would bring back, as it fueled her creative juices and kept the hold folk satisfied without complaints. In addition to Landron, Janalee and Halum had three other children, all girls. Kisa, the eldest child, was a turn older than Landron and dedicated her life to healer-work. It was her dream to become a Master Healer. The other two girls were twins, four turns younger than their big brother. Leena and Syana chose to each follow the paths of their parents; Leena starting apprenticeship under her mother to follow in her culinary footsteps, while Syana answered the call of the sea, deciding to apprentice with her father and elder brother.
Landron loved spending long days with his father on their family’s main vessel, the warm sun on his back and the wind in his hair. Once Syana was old enough to join them, and he had finally reached the rank of Journeyman he spent a great majority of his time teaching her what he had only learned a few turns prior. It was in those turns that Landron grew the closest to Syana, becoming extremely protective of her. He was her confidant, and she was his closest friend. They never meant to hurt Leena…but more often than not, she spent many evenings alone by the fireplace, never fully understanding the fishing banter. So over the turns the twin-bond the two sisters had was slowly twisted and stretched, each girl turning towards the parent whose trade they were studying.
Then a sickness swept through the happy family, ripping their lives apart. How ironic was it that the first victim of the sicknesses was Landron’s dear sister, Kisa? Dear Kisa…who only dreamed of being able to heal the sick, comfort the dying, and bring new life into the world by aiding births. She fought the illness valiantly for three days before succumbing to it. The hopeful master healer died peacefully in her sleep at the age of 21, leaving behind devastated parents and three terrified siblings. Seventeen-turn-old Landron couldn’t believe it. Kisa…who had been there his entire life…and had planned on being there so for a much longer time than what was reality. Landron’s mother couldn't seem to go on without all of her children, and locked herself in her quarters. Landron and the rest of the family had to pull together, doing their best to support each other with the loss of Kisa and endure Janalee’s depression.
Nothing could have prepared them for what came next.
While Landron and his father went out to sea to get away from their misery, Syana stayed ashore to console Leena, not sure how her sister would take being left on her own for the day. The catch was fantastic, and the first smile in a week played upon his face and his father’s as they threw beautiful redfin aboard, glistening in the bright sunlight. Perhaps this is what Janalee needed to see to make her remember the rest of her loving family. It was a good day for the two men, filled with talk and work that was good for both of their spirits. However, when they arrived back to port… Landron was called to an unexpected Search.
Lined up with the rest of the young-people Ista hold had to offer, Landron was Chosen to Stand at the next Hatching at Ista Weyr.
Unsure if he could leave his family in such a time of need, Halom urged his only son to go meet his destiny. The elder man had always known his son was special, and thought that this stroke of good fortune for his child could bring his wife and twin daughters back to life and distract them from their grief over Kisa.
And he was right.
Landron left reluctantly at his father’s urging, and stood at the Hatching days later, Impressing the third dragonet of the large clutch; his bronze Heroth.
The past ten Turns, L’dron and Heroth learned the ways of Dragonmen at Ista Weyr and grew strong together, becoming a Wingsecond and valuable asset to the Weyr. Upon hearing of the plight in Cerulean Weyr however, L’dron and Heroth decided to request a transfer to the struggling Weyr. Neither had strong ties to Ista Weyr, and L’dron was growing restless with his lack of opportunities to rise to a higher position due to the overabundance of riders at Ista.
Fun Facts:
-Has never truly fallen for a woman
-makes frequent trips to Ista Hold to visit his parents and younger sisters
-Fears never having children
Bonded Critter(s):
Type: Dragon
Name: Heroth
Color: Bronze
Age: 10
Description: Impressive is one word commonly used to describe this handsome bronze dragon. One solid hue of deep bronze covers his muscular hide, with only his neck ridges and knobs, wing-sails, and claws darkening to a darker shade of green-tinted bronze. Not one of the sleeker-built dragons, Heroth is truly an endurance-built creature. While his neck remains proportionate and pleasing to the eye, it is heavily muscled, along with every other square inch of his body. His wings are thankfully long and broad enough to support him in flight, and leave him more-than capable of gliding through the skies for hours on end, be it for pleasure or for battle against Thread.
Personality: Heroth is a serious dragon, with a large heart for His L’dron. He has never really been much of a flirt among Greens, and normally only chases the magnificent Queens that easily steal his attention. Instead of wasting time with the Greens, he enjoys the company of L’dron and any other human that offers to scratch an eye ridge or two. Ever-sensitive to his rider’s needs though, whoever L’dron has disdain for Heroth will happily voice his opinion…and will not tolerate their unwelcome presence in their private weyr.
Fun Facts:
- Heroth likes fish better than heardbeasts…and back at Ista he and L’dron would go on ‘fishing’ expeditions whenever possible.
-Heroth will endlessly dote on baby dragons…much like his rider will dote on young humans and animals.[/b]
Candidates:
Type:
Color Preference:
Rider's Shortened Name:
General Info:
RP Search:
Craftskills:
Craft: Fisher
Level of Proficiency: Journeyman
Specialty: Netweaving/ hauling
Weakness: was never good a steering a ship.
Name: Silverfly, (Silver or Fly or whatever else you’d like to call me is fine)
Are you 17+?: Yes. About to be 21
Contact Information:
AIM: n/a
Email: n/a
Past RP Experience: Dragon Weyr, Glorious-Canines; multiple other sites that have pooped-out on me. I have RP’d for a good ten years now =)
Character:
Name: L’dron (formerly Landron)
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Occupation: Bronzerider
Description: Landron has a sturdy 6’1” figure of a typical Fisher; his skin darkened from all the years he dedicated to harvesting the wealth and bounty that the sea has to offer, and then from all the years spent with his Heroth. In addition to that resulting side affect from his lifestyle, this man of twenty-seven turns has well-sculpted, muscular arms and torso initially developed from hauling endless net-fulls of fish into the deck of the ship. Also, Landron walks with a slightly wider stance than the typical Pernesian: he had grown so accustomed to having sea-legs that it integrated itself into his everyday life- even when he was land-bound for weeks or months… and then forever once he was called to Candidacy.
As far as his facial features are concerned, Landron has matching deep espresso eyes and hair, both of which are often mistaken to be black at first glance. His dark hair is about three inches long, often worn in whatever fashion it is when he wakes due to the fact that he gave up trying to control the resulting mane of hair turns ago when he arrived back from the sea’s abusive and battering winds. L’dron also tends to have eyes similar to that of a dragon’s due to how they lighten and darken based off of his mood. The more dismal the day, or higher his irritations become, the darker they become. Conversely, the better his day gets, the closer to shades of amber his eyes reach.
Personality: He lives in a world of possibilities where he sees all sorts of challenges to be surmounted, and wants to be the one responsible for surmounting them. His drive for leadership is well-served by his quickness to grasp complexities, ability to absorb a large amount of impersonal information, and his quick and decisive judgments. He is every bit a "take charge" individual.
He is constantly scanning the environment for potential problems which he can turn into solutions. He generally sees things from a long-range perspective, and is usually successful at identifying plans to turn problems around. He’s tireless in his efforts on the job, and driven to visualize where the Weyr is headed.
There is not much room for error in the eyes of Landron. He HATES seeing mistakes repeated, and has no patience with inefficiency. He also has a tendency to become quite harsh when his patience is tried in these respects, because he isn’t naturally tuned in to other's feelings, and doesn’t believe that he should tailor his judgment in consideration of them. He has difficulty seeing things from outside his own perspective. He also has little patience with people who do not see things the same way as him, yet tries to consciously work on recognizing the value of other's opinions, as well as the value of being sensitive towards their feelings.
Although he isn’t naturally tuned into other's feelings, he has very strong sentimental streaks. Innerly if he begins caring for another, they will mean the world to him, although he will likely hide it from general knowledge initially out of embarrassment.
He also loves to interact with others. Very much an extrovert, he is energized and stimulated primarily externally. There's nothing more enjoyable and satisfying for him than having a lively, challenging conversation. He especially respects those who are able to stand up to him, and argue persuasively for their own point of view. There aren't too many people who will do so, and L’dron is thrilled and impressed whenever it happens.
Although he has shortcomings whenever it comes to his amount of patience with ignorance, once he is able to get over his frustration and take a step back to assess the situation, he is tireless in his quest to make it a positive one. He puts himself out there and gives 200 percent in these efforts…because at the end of the day all he really wants is the best for everyone. It’s just difficult for him to embrace vastly different ideas and he will rarely admit that another opinion than his is a better one at first. With the right guidance however, he will be able to become more accepting of these things.
As for L’dron’s moral fiber, he is as true as you can find. Children and small animals are a weakness for him, more often-than-not catching the attention of women with his gentle displays when he focuses on them. Firelizards have always intrigued and amazed him…yet being a fisherman, and then an avid Dragonman in Ista he has never come across the opportunity to stand at a hatching. Dragons have also been something that has been a wonder to him... even when he was but an apprentice. While others of Hold and Craft shied away from the presence of the creatures, Landron always felt gravitated towards them, barely batting an eye if a dragon and rider were a bit too close for comfort by normal standards.
Continuing on with his morals, Landron despises lies and deceit, seeing it as a way to cover up ignorance and stupidity. If any person were to want to get in a brawl with the Dragonman, all they would need to do was allow him to catch them in a web of lies. L’dron would be furious.
Lastly, L’dron will do just about anything to protect innocents: be it friend, stranger, women, or child… he would never stand for injustice.
History: Landron was born twenty-seven turns ago to a long line of Master-fishers. For more than four generations, every male in his family had followed the long life-dedication of learning the fishing-craft, from apprentice to Journeyman, and finally the accomplishment of Master. He was born an only son to his mother Janalee, and father Halum. His mother was the Head Cook for Ista Hold; she would love to come up with new recipes for all the fish that her dear Halum and Landron would bring back, as it fueled her creative juices and kept the hold folk satisfied without complaints. In addition to Landron, Janalee and Halum had three other children, all girls. Kisa, the eldest child, was a turn older than Landron and dedicated her life to healer-work. It was her dream to become a Master Healer. The other two girls were twins, four turns younger than their big brother. Leena and Syana chose to each follow the paths of their parents; Leena starting apprenticeship under her mother to follow in her culinary footsteps, while Syana answered the call of the sea, deciding to apprentice with her father and elder brother.
Landron loved spending long days with his father on their family’s main vessel, the warm sun on his back and the wind in his hair. Once Syana was old enough to join them, and he had finally reached the rank of Journeyman he spent a great majority of his time teaching her what he had only learned a few turns prior. It was in those turns that Landron grew the closest to Syana, becoming extremely protective of her. He was her confidant, and she was his closest friend. They never meant to hurt Leena…but more often than not, she spent many evenings alone by the fireplace, never fully understanding the fishing banter. So over the turns the twin-bond the two sisters had was slowly twisted and stretched, each girl turning towards the parent whose trade they were studying.
Then a sickness swept through the happy family, ripping their lives apart. How ironic was it that the first victim of the sicknesses was Landron’s dear sister, Kisa? Dear Kisa…who only dreamed of being able to heal the sick, comfort the dying, and bring new life into the world by aiding births. She fought the illness valiantly for three days before succumbing to it. The hopeful master healer died peacefully in her sleep at the age of 21, leaving behind devastated parents and three terrified siblings. Seventeen-turn-old Landron couldn’t believe it. Kisa…who had been there his entire life…and had planned on being there so for a much longer time than what was reality. Landron’s mother couldn't seem to go on without all of her children, and locked herself in her quarters. Landron and the rest of the family had to pull together, doing their best to support each other with the loss of Kisa and endure Janalee’s depression.
Nothing could have prepared them for what came next.
While Landron and his father went out to sea to get away from their misery, Syana stayed ashore to console Leena, not sure how her sister would take being left on her own for the day. The catch was fantastic, and the first smile in a week played upon his face and his father’s as they threw beautiful redfin aboard, glistening in the bright sunlight. Perhaps this is what Janalee needed to see to make her remember the rest of her loving family. It was a good day for the two men, filled with talk and work that was good for both of their spirits. However, when they arrived back to port… Landron was called to an unexpected Search.
Lined up with the rest of the young-people Ista hold had to offer, Landron was Chosen to Stand at the next Hatching at Ista Weyr.
Unsure if he could leave his family in such a time of need, Halom urged his only son to go meet his destiny. The elder man had always known his son was special, and thought that this stroke of good fortune for his child could bring his wife and twin daughters back to life and distract them from their grief over Kisa.
And he was right.
Landron left reluctantly at his father’s urging, and stood at the Hatching days later, Impressing the third dragonet of the large clutch; his bronze Heroth.
The past ten Turns, L’dron and Heroth learned the ways of Dragonmen at Ista Weyr and grew strong together, becoming a Wingsecond and valuable asset to the Weyr. Upon hearing of the plight in Cerulean Weyr however, L’dron and Heroth decided to request a transfer to the struggling Weyr. Neither had strong ties to Ista Weyr, and L’dron was growing restless with his lack of opportunities to rise to a higher position due to the overabundance of riders at Ista.
Fun Facts:
-Has never truly fallen for a woman
-makes frequent trips to Ista Hold to visit his parents and younger sisters
-Fears never having children
Bonded Critter(s):
Type: Dragon
Name: Heroth
Color: Bronze
Age: 10
Description: Impressive is one word commonly used to describe this handsome bronze dragon. One solid hue of deep bronze covers his muscular hide, with only his neck ridges and knobs, wing-sails, and claws darkening to a darker shade of green-tinted bronze. Not one of the sleeker-built dragons, Heroth is truly an endurance-built creature. While his neck remains proportionate and pleasing to the eye, it is heavily muscled, along with every other square inch of his body. His wings are thankfully long and broad enough to support him in flight, and leave him more-than capable of gliding through the skies for hours on end, be it for pleasure or for battle against Thread.
Personality: Heroth is a serious dragon, with a large heart for His L’dron. He has never really been much of a flirt among Greens, and normally only chases the magnificent Queens that easily steal his attention. Instead of wasting time with the Greens, he enjoys the company of L’dron and any other human that offers to scratch an eye ridge or two. Ever-sensitive to his rider’s needs though, whoever L’dron has disdain for Heroth will happily voice his opinion…and will not tolerate their unwelcome presence in their private weyr.
Fun Facts:
- Heroth likes fish better than heardbeasts…and back at Ista he and L’dron would go on ‘fishing’ expeditions whenever possible.
-Heroth will endlessly dote on baby dragons…much like his rider will dote on young humans and animals.[/b]
Candidates:
Type:
Color Preference:
Rider's Shortened Name:
General Info:
RP Search:
Craftskills:
Craft: Fisher
Level of Proficiency: Journeyman
Specialty: Netweaving/ hauling
Weakness: was never good a steering a ship.
