Post by Deleted on Apr 30, 2011 22:34:04 GMT -5
Name: Aarsell
Pronunciation: are-e-sell
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Rank: Candidate
Birthplace: 1147.07.03
Family: Mother: Arinala deceased (Died with dragon)
Father: A’ell deceased (Died with dragon)
Siblings etc: None
Significant others: None
Personality: Aarsell use to be talkative, opinionated, and just out going in general. At the loss of his parents and flit he just completely closed off. His eyes have taken on a hard look from all the death and troubles he has seen and when people try to talk to him they will get the hard stare. He isn’t all quiet, but for the most part he keeps to himself. When he does talk his voice is soft and he uses a few words as possible. He dislikes holders but if hold bred people come to the weyr he will keep away from them until he knows if they are safe. Most other times he just does odd jobs to keep himself busy. If he was more towards talking people would find he has a beautiful voice and he would make a great harper.
Physical description: Aarsell has dark brown hair that comes down to just below his ears. His eyes are a light brown color that looks odd with his dark hair because they are so light. He is about 5'11" and is growing taller by the seven-day. He has the beginning of muscled on his chest and arms. His weight does not stay the same so he does not care. He has a few scars on his hands, shoulders, and back from falls and other stuff kids do to themselves as they grow up.
History: Aarsell was born at Ista weyr living happily with his parents. He had a very uneventful child hood. He had a few friends but nothing interesting. He loved his parents and stayed with them in their weyr as much as he could though he couldn’t always avoid being with the other weyrbrats since his parents did have dragons. He parents had gotten him a brown flit and he named him Khemosabi.
He was 7 turns old when the dragons started to die from the plague. He was worried about his parents and for good reason. His parents passed not long from each other when he was almost 8. He cried for a long time his entire life turned upside down. He cradled His brown flit as he died in his arms during his last few candlemarks. He was torn apart again as his flit jumped from his arms and betweened leaving him alone.
He was nine when the last remaining dragonriders came to Ista Weyr. He welcomed the riders but the freshness of the loss of both his parents and his flit had him stay more to himself. He was there for the hatchings but he knew he wouldn’t impress to himself he was too young and he didn't want to stand.
When the attacks started he was 11 turns. The loss of Bennu and her gold was terrible. How could they loss a gold when they were needed so badly. When the Weyrwoman was kidnapped he thought all hope was last. The bringing forward of Shayna, lessened the pain but they needed more dragons and he knew it. All he wanted to do was hide himself in the shadows never to be noticed again.
At 14 turns of age the dormant volcano woke to life. He with the entire weyr left quickly to go to Igen weyr. When he arrived he fell back into his shell, which he had just started to come out before the sharding volcano woke up. He had lost friends to the volcano and he mourned them. Adjusting to life at Igen was hard for him, like so many others. He helped where he could but he had all but stopped being talkative. He stood for the clutches but his heart wasn’t in it to impress. He wondered if maybe he should leave the riders and go it alone. The more he thought about it the more it didn't appeal to him. He was born of the Weyr he could not survive away from it.
When the Weyr’s water was poisoned he knew right then that if he left the weyr he would not be welcome. Weyrbred people should not mix with Hold bred people. When he was 17 he moved with the Weyr to Izuko Island. He hoped with all his heart that this would be his home for a while.
Pet information
Name: Khemosabi
Pronunciation: Key-mo-saw-be
Age: would be 12 if alive
Type: Flit
Colour: Brown
Personality: Khemosabi is a big brown. He is a light colored brown that has dark neck ridges and has a marbling look to his hide.
Physical description: Khemosabi is a calm flit that loves to hang on Aarsell's shoulder all day. He is a lover to the greens and really tries to catch golds.
Candidate information
IC colour preferences: Bronze, brown, blue
OoC colour preferences: Bronze or Brown
Family/Friends for Hatching: None
Pronunciation: are-e-sell
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Rank: Candidate
Birthplace: 1147.07.03
Family: Mother: Arinala deceased (Died with dragon)
Father: A’ell deceased (Died with dragon)
Siblings etc: None
Significant others: None
Personality: Aarsell use to be talkative, opinionated, and just out going in general. At the loss of his parents and flit he just completely closed off. His eyes have taken on a hard look from all the death and troubles he has seen and when people try to talk to him they will get the hard stare. He isn’t all quiet, but for the most part he keeps to himself. When he does talk his voice is soft and he uses a few words as possible. He dislikes holders but if hold bred people come to the weyr he will keep away from them until he knows if they are safe. Most other times he just does odd jobs to keep himself busy. If he was more towards talking people would find he has a beautiful voice and he would make a great harper.
Physical description: Aarsell has dark brown hair that comes down to just below his ears. His eyes are a light brown color that looks odd with his dark hair because they are so light. He is about 5'11" and is growing taller by the seven-day. He has the beginning of muscled on his chest and arms. His weight does not stay the same so he does not care. He has a few scars on his hands, shoulders, and back from falls and other stuff kids do to themselves as they grow up.
History: Aarsell was born at Ista weyr living happily with his parents. He had a very uneventful child hood. He had a few friends but nothing interesting. He loved his parents and stayed with them in their weyr as much as he could though he couldn’t always avoid being with the other weyrbrats since his parents did have dragons. He parents had gotten him a brown flit and he named him Khemosabi.
He was 7 turns old when the dragons started to die from the plague. He was worried about his parents and for good reason. His parents passed not long from each other when he was almost 8. He cried for a long time his entire life turned upside down. He cradled His brown flit as he died in his arms during his last few candlemarks. He was torn apart again as his flit jumped from his arms and betweened leaving him alone.
He was nine when the last remaining dragonriders came to Ista Weyr. He welcomed the riders but the freshness of the loss of both his parents and his flit had him stay more to himself. He was there for the hatchings but he knew he wouldn’t impress to himself he was too young and he didn't want to stand.
When the attacks started he was 11 turns. The loss of Bennu and her gold was terrible. How could they loss a gold when they were needed so badly. When the Weyrwoman was kidnapped he thought all hope was last. The bringing forward of Shayna, lessened the pain but they needed more dragons and he knew it. All he wanted to do was hide himself in the shadows never to be noticed again.
At 14 turns of age the dormant volcano woke to life. He with the entire weyr left quickly to go to Igen weyr. When he arrived he fell back into his shell, which he had just started to come out before the sharding volcano woke up. He had lost friends to the volcano and he mourned them. Adjusting to life at Igen was hard for him, like so many others. He helped where he could but he had all but stopped being talkative. He stood for the clutches but his heart wasn’t in it to impress. He wondered if maybe he should leave the riders and go it alone. The more he thought about it the more it didn't appeal to him. He was born of the Weyr he could not survive away from it.
When the Weyr’s water was poisoned he knew right then that if he left the weyr he would not be welcome. Weyrbred people should not mix with Hold bred people. When he was 17 he moved with the Weyr to Izuko Island. He hoped with all his heart that this would be his home for a while.
Pet information
Name: Khemosabi
Pronunciation: Key-mo-saw-be
Age: would be 12 if alive
Type: Flit
Colour: Brown
Personality: Khemosabi is a big brown. He is a light colored brown that has dark neck ridges and has a marbling look to his hide.
Physical description: Khemosabi is a calm flit that loves to hang on Aarsell's shoulder all day. He is a lover to the greens and really tries to catch golds.
Candidate information
IC colour preferences: Bronze, brown, blue
OoC colour preferences: Bronze or Brown
Family/Friends for Hatching: None
