Post by arratra on Apr 14, 2009 7:20:08 GMT -5
Name:
Matren Smith
Gender:
Male
Age:
12
Sexuality:
Unknown. Likely heterosexual.
Location:
Dalibor Weyr, for reasons unknown.
Craft:
Smithing
Rank:
Apprentice
Personality:
Taking after his paternal grandfather, and both his grandmothers, he has a solid, dependable and level-headed personality. He likes noisy environments and crowds, but finds inneffieciecy distasteful. Rarely minces his words, is brutally honest, and lacks tact, which can get him into trouble. He is patient, and will take somone shouting right in his face. Even insults have little effect, although he is rarely bullied. He dislikes moving, however, having not been brought up with his siblings, instead being fostered to a crafthall. He doesn't panic easily, and plans things carefully, but becomes annoyed if things don't transition well from paper to real life. Has a tendency to stutter if excited or flustered.
Appearance:
Unlike his rangy brother, Matren is built solidly from swinging hammers all day. His straight, dark brown hair is cropped short, and his grey eyes are almost hidden by a thick monobrow. He's moderately tall, and has scars on his hands from mistakes while handling hot metal or sharp knives. His brow isn't as high as his brother's, but still points to someone scholarly, rather than the thick-muscled young man. He has no excess fat and moves with an easy grace. Always wears a forge apron and often has his hammer with him, as well as his forge mits.
Family:
Father: Arraten - 38 turns - current situation unknown
Mother: Matra - 42 turns - current situation unknown
Brother: Arratra - 16 turns - Candidate currently at Dalibor Weyr
Sister: Mimi - 14 turns - Candidate currently at Island Weyr
Pets:
None
History:
Born to Matra and Arraten at the Craftcot he was fostered to, he was brought up to the craft. He grew stronger and more proficient until the craftcot could no longer support his learning, when he was sent the the Smithhall at Telgar Hold. There he learned more, until he was sent with a Master south to one of the Holds there. Nothing is certain about what happened, but it is believed that they ran afoul with the weather and were shipwrecked; there is no record of them for a four month period, far longer than it should have taken for the journey. During that time, disaster had struck the hold they were supposed to go to, and they were forced to turn back. Records of Matren stop at this point; no one is certain what happened for another four months... when he suddenly turned up, shipwrecked on a large ship and completely alone, on the shores of Dalibor Weyr.
Note: possible Search? Any colour.
Matren Smith
Gender:
Male
Age:
12
Sexuality:
Unknown. Likely heterosexual.
Location:
Dalibor Weyr, for reasons unknown.
Craft:
Smithing
Rank:
Apprentice
Personality:
Taking after his paternal grandfather, and both his grandmothers, he has a solid, dependable and level-headed personality. He likes noisy environments and crowds, but finds inneffieciecy distasteful. Rarely minces his words, is brutally honest, and lacks tact, which can get him into trouble. He is patient, and will take somone shouting right in his face. Even insults have little effect, although he is rarely bullied. He dislikes moving, however, having not been brought up with his siblings, instead being fostered to a crafthall. He doesn't panic easily, and plans things carefully, but becomes annoyed if things don't transition well from paper to real life. Has a tendency to stutter if excited or flustered.
Appearance:
Unlike his rangy brother, Matren is built solidly from swinging hammers all day. His straight, dark brown hair is cropped short, and his grey eyes are almost hidden by a thick monobrow. He's moderately tall, and has scars on his hands from mistakes while handling hot metal or sharp knives. His brow isn't as high as his brother's, but still points to someone scholarly, rather than the thick-muscled young man. He has no excess fat and moves with an easy grace. Always wears a forge apron and often has his hammer with him, as well as his forge mits.
Family:
Father: Arraten - 38 turns - current situation unknown
Mother: Matra - 42 turns - current situation unknown
Brother: Arratra - 16 turns - Candidate currently at Dalibor Weyr
Sister: Mimi - 14 turns - Candidate currently at Island Weyr
Pets:
None
History:
Born to Matra and Arraten at the Craftcot he was fostered to, he was brought up to the craft. He grew stronger and more proficient until the craftcot could no longer support his learning, when he was sent the the Smithhall at Telgar Hold. There he learned more, until he was sent with a Master south to one of the Holds there. Nothing is certain about what happened, but it is believed that they ran afoul with the weather and were shipwrecked; there is no record of them for a four month period, far longer than it should have taken for the journey. During that time, disaster had struck the hold they were supposed to go to, and they were forced to turn back. Records of Matren stop at this point; no one is certain what happened for another four months... when he suddenly turned up, shipwrecked on a large ship and completely alone, on the shores of Dalibor Weyr.
Note: possible Search? Any colour.
