Post by kia on Aug 26, 2009 12:06:05 GMT -5
Name:
N`tal (Was Nattalion, which rhymes with battalion.)
Gender:
Male
Age:
24 (Born in the 175th Turn)
Sexuality:
Bisexual, but likes Tesla
Location:
Dalibor Weyr
Rank:
Calls himself a Renegade!
Personality:
Nattalion, or Nat as he is called at times when people don`t want to pronounce his full name, is a kind of guy who always seeks to improve himself. He believes he is tough and hates it whenever people make him feel week. If this should happen, one of a few things could happen. If the "stronger" person manages to impress Nat, Nat comes to respect them and does attempt to learn from them. If the person makes him feel like he was made fun of, he will retaliate and try to get revenge on them. If the person makes him feel low, he really gets revenge back by either maiming them or something drastic.
Nat is also a bit of a flirt, but only to those he feels worthy to him. He is not afraid of going after both genders, his first fling being a girl and his second fling a boy. But Nat does come off as aggressive, which can either intimidate them or make a person more interested in him. But that is where his tough attitude comes into play. The only time he would ever show submission, which has not happened for him, is if the guy he is having a fling with is more dominate than him.
He is not afraid of heavy labor. In fact, he is very use to it. From being a metal worker back in his original and at Western Hold to being a wanderer around the Northern and Western continent. He has the knowledge of a Journeyman in Metalsmith, but because of his actions he will never make it officially to Master. But he thinks he can achieve Master with his experience and from all the experience he will gain in the future.
Appearance:
Nattalion is blessed with orange-red hair that is considered a family trait passed down by the men of his family. This red hair also gives away his family`s earth heritage as Irish. And with Irish in his blood (though diluted and forgotten through time), this also adds to some other features about him that will be mentioned later. His hair, because of how orange to red his hair is, it can be a beacon during the day. But he tries to keep it very short and away from his eyes so he can see. His hair is not thin but kind of full. When he a was a little boy, his mother use to calm him down by gently stroking him through his hair. But, since his mother`s death, he rarely lets anyone touch his hair.
His eyes are that classic green color that goes from a normal green to emerald green, depending on his environment and lightning. They do tend to stay more emerald green, especially in light and normal enviroments, but when his pupils widen from shock or fear or when it is dark and he is trying to see, not much light gets into his eyes and makes them that normal green color. But he actually likes his eyes and has sometimes tried to use them to "sway" people into his temptations.
He is normal height for his age, but is still considered to still be growing. He is currently 5 feet and 9 inches, and may continue yet. Only time will tell if he gets any taller. His weight currently is also at 135 pounds. He does have some muscles on his arms and legs from traveling a lot, which can make him a hit with the ladies or even some men. His skin is not that unusual paleness that Irish decedents are known for. This comes from his mother`s side of the family. It usually tends to stay a soft tan color on his arms at all times, but during the summer it has been known to brown a little. He hates it when his skin starts turning a little brown and will attempt to wear long sleeves and long pants during the summer. But if he wears those clothes, he takes great care to wear thin material so he does not overheat in the summer.
One thing to take note about him is he has long and almost abnormal scars on his back he received from different times. Once he was too close to a large fire and some flames leaped up and scorched his back. Another time he forced to be close to a fire for punishment. Another time it was a "hazing" ritual which some boys did to him to officially accept him as one of them. But he wears these scars proudly, believing that they helped made him stronger into the person he is today and will possibly become in the future.
Talking about clothes earlier, he usually colors he wears is anything besides yellows, oranges, and reds. He does not like those colors and believes they do not do him justice when he wears them. He feels that the colors draw eyes away from his better features, ie his eyes. But he does not mind too much if the clothes are tight, fit fine, or loose. In fact, he will experiment with different styles, trying to find what makes him feel like him. This could mean one month he is wearing tight clothes, and the next month he has loose clothes on.
Nat does talk, but only when he feels comfortable or in control of the situation. But he does try to hide his secret ambitions and will usually dance over subjects. But he has a way of getting by without people fully suspecting him for who he is (the only people he might reveal himself to would be the Renegade Riders). He does not trust a lot and usually tries to stay away from them. But if confronted, he does not back away but tries to control the situation so at the end of the conversation people would still be asking who was he.
Family:
Arlelion- Father, deceased
Narila- Mother, deceased
Arela- Little sister, deceased
Arleila- Little sister, deceased
History:
Nattalion was the first child born in his family. His father was a tannersmith, and his mother stayed home to help care for the rest of the family and the children of their hold. Their hold was part of Gejami Hold, and his father may not have been a Lord but was a very influential man. The people looked to him for help and guidance, even though all he could do was make suggestions and hope that the Lod Holder would take it into consideration.
But Nattalion was not your average boy. He was somewhat of a bully around the Hold. He ran with another boy name Garnel and would make fun of other people. His parents tried their best to teach Nat to be a better person, but he would not listen to them. His parents tried their best to discipline him. One day, when Arlelion, his father, took him to work to try to teach his son some respect, he noticed that Nat was staring at all the instruments he used to tan skins and hides and make them into saddles and such. Nat even asked several times how people were able to make a simple piece of metal into such a sharp knife.
When Nat was 7 Turns old, Arlelion decided on his next trip to the Smith Hall to take Nat with him to see where they made all the working tools that were used on Pern. While there, one of the smiths decided to let him try to make part of a tanner`s knife to let him see what it was like. While Nat was not a prodigy, the smith did note that with practice, Nat had a gift for smithery. So, he talked Arlelion into letting Nat stay to learn how to be a Metalsmith. While Arlelion did agree to let Nat become an apprentice, he wanted Nat to come home one more time so he could say goodbye to his family.
It would be another half a Turn before Nat became officially an apprentice to Smith Hall. The trip home was rather long, and when he got home he back a few clothes and said goodbye to his family. Riding with several caravans to get to the Hall, he eventually made it and began his work. He was an average apprentice, picking up on tricks and do very well. But, while at the Hall, his antics continued.
When he first arrived, the older apprentices would torture him. At one time, they actually stripped him of his shirt, and held him close to a hot fire. Because of how big some of the fires were at the Hall, Nat`s back was burn where the flames licked him at. After a several months of this torture, Nat toughened up and it was his turn to bully them back. He was never going to let them torture him again.
His Master did not approve of him getting revenge on the other boys and girls. And, again, his Master taught him a lesson by having him stand close to one of the fires to feel the burn. His master said that he better remember that pain if he should ever torture the other boys and girls again. Nat became even more resentful to other people, only backing down when it came to older Journeyman and Masters.
Finally, he had enough. At 14 Turns, he decided to leave and return home. But he was not welcomed home like he thought he would have been. In fact, the people were not happy to see him returned. And their unhappiness was even more noticeable at Nat returned to his old habit of picking on others, though now it was much fiercer than before. Smith Hall had made him into a tough person and cause his actions to become dangerous.
But Nat was apparent of what he was becoming. And he did not care. He hatted people looking down on him, thinking he was just a kid. When his father finally did decide to step up to Nat and tell him to get the shards out of the hold, Nat reacted violently. Taking a blade that he had made when he lived at the Hall, he attacked his own family. As he slashed at them, he screamed and yelled that no one ever believed in him and why couldn`t people just give him a chance. But, it was too late. He had drove the blade through both of his parent`s chest, and his two little sisters were bleeding to death.
Not wanting to get caught, he fled for his life. His once long hair was cut to be short so nobody could recognize him. And for a while, he lived in solitude, which helped him with his anger issues. He learned to control them and not lash out so violently. Age also played a factor into him learning to control himself. He believes as a kid, he was unable to control himself, but now as almost an adult, he knew he had to be more patient to get anywhere in life.
He travelled to Cast Hold and lived there for a while, creating a few little flings there and practicing his smithing skills a little. But he could not stay in that place, still so close to his home. So he took the soonest boat out to Western Hold. He spent several months on the boat, learning how to tie different knots that he believed he could use later in life. When they arrived in Western Hold, he was now 16 Turns. He found a local MetalSmith and convinced the man to take him on for apprenticeship for a year. The man reluctantly did so, but needed the help if he was ever to meet his quotas and gain money to survive.
After a year of peacefully (surprisingly) living without many fights and scrapes, Nattalion decided that he wanted to wander around Western Hold in search of the places where material existed at. He wanted to map out where ore deposits were at for future smithing. He arrived at a small hold that was part of Western Hold and stayed there for the time, getting things and supplies ready for his trip.
Fire Lizard Name:
Black Meridianus (Ian)
Picture:
Age:
2 Turns (Born in 195th Turn)
Color:
Black- 000000
Personality:
Cold is the best way to describe this firelizard. He’s your typical irritable, unsociable Black. He’s aloof and generally uninterested in being with anyone, often sulking off by himself. The only ones able to draw him into a sunny mood are his bonded and his Green sister, and even then, he’s only half-hearted about being happy. He’s hardly a ray of sunshine, and even in his most cheerful moments, he’s a rather weak ray at that. However, when left alone, he’s very good at fending for himself, so he’s very low-maintenance and generally agreeable to go do something useful every now and then as long as he gets his peace.
When provoked, however, he has a stormy temper. It doesn’t take much to set him off; even something as small as someone that’s not his bonded trying to touch him will do it. His temper tantrums are more for show than anything, though; he’s quite clever, and he knows that if he throws a massive fit, the offender will most likely never repeat the offense! He knows how to get his way, and he’s equally as good about making himself scarce after these incidents so his bonded doesn’t have an opportunity to punish him for them.
Appearance:
There’s something almost haggard about this firelizard. He’s very thin, with his ribs and hipbones always jutting out no matter how much he eats. He’s also not around often enough to get his hide oiled as much as it needs to be, and while he tolerates the process often enough to prevent cracks, his hide doesn’t have the healthy sheen it should. He is a pure black color except for a smattering of tiny white speckles along his back and the upper sides of his wings. Other than his unhealthy-looking appearance, he is not a badly proportioned firelizard; he has a nice balance to his body, if he could only manage to get enough meat on his bones.
Fire Lizard Name:
Green Oriens (Ri)
Picture:
Age:
2 Turns (Born in 195th Turn)
Color:
Green- 8CDD81
Personality:
This Green is always cheerful and optimistic. She always believes that the best is going to happen and is the first to reassure someone if they don’t agree with her. It’s hard to get her down: even if she is disappointed, she won’t show it. She’ll just remain hopeful and try to find the bright side of the situation, and usually, she does. Her happiness and love of life can get a little bit overbearing at times, and sometimes it’s easier to just send her away instead of dealing with her trying to constantly trying to cheer someone up (her bonded is her usual victim, but she won’t hesitate from attempting to help someone else, either), but, in bad times, she’s a very good friend to have.
She also has unnaturally strong maternal instincts for a Green. While she is a Green and, therefore, rarely clutches, she’ll be the first to notice if any of her brethren has a clutch and the first to offer to help raise the eggs. She also has a tendency to steal wild eggs and bring them back to the Weyr to care for herself. She loves all new life, though, whether it be firelizard, human, dragon, or even wher. Babies are her absolute favorite thing in the world—if there’s one around, she’ll try to help tend it, if the real mother will allow her. She’s gentle and kind as can be.
Appearance:
She’s a lovely, pale shade of pastel green. Her legs darken to a hunter green, and her feet are nearly black, they’re so dark. The tip of her tail also fades into this dark color. She’s fairly small for her color, and is quite lean and leggy, with a very youthful-looking body—she always seems like she should still be growing into her long limbs and large wings, and will even when she’s fully grown. She’s quite cute, and many would consider her pretty.
Fire Lizard Name:
Blue Septentrionalis (Onal)
Picture:
Age:
2 Turns (Born in 195th Turn)
Color:
Blue- 38B0DE
Personality:
This firelizard is laid back, almost to a fault. He’s antagonizingly difficult to motivate to do anything but equally as hard to upset. This Blue always seems to be at peace with the world; he doesn’t get excited about his perpetual contentment, but it’s quite plain that he’s always feeling fine and dandy. Because of this, he’s a calming, soothing soul to be around, even for people other than His. He doesn’t actively try to cheer people up like his Green sister does, but he’s reassuring in his quiet, happy manner. He doesn’t have to be loud about it—in fact, he communicates with those around him very little, rarely sending perfectly distinct images, preferring to simply send his a hungry emotion when he wants to eat or a utilizing the gentle, relaxing touch to the mind.
However, that isn’t to say he doesn’t know how to have fun. When the situation calls for it, he can be quite playful, even though he might need some goading to join in any games or mischief. For a firelizard, strangely enough, he loves to swim, and will unhesitatingly dive into any pool of water he sees, as long as the weather is good (he’s far from a fan of winter dives). Most of the time, though, he’s found simply stretched out in a sunbeam, happily relaxing the day away.
Appearance:
He’s a pleasant shade of soft, sky blue, which does not change in its tint or richness over his body, except for a strange, large splotch of white on his haunches, which looks so out of place that it almost seems someone must have painted it onto him. He’s fairly large for a Blue, but not to the extent that he seems abnormal. He’s just comfortably big. He’s stocky and round, with a thick neck legs and a big, somewhat shapeless head that couldn’t be called attractive, but he always has a pleasant expression and his eyes never whirl an unhappy shade.
Fire Lizard Name:
Pink Occasus (Asu)
Picture:
Age:
2 Turns (Born in 195th Turn)
Color:
Pink- CC4E5C
Personality:
It’s a little hard to put your finger on this Pink. She’s unpredictable, and sometimes, there seems to be little rhyme or reason to her mood swings. One moment, she’ll be tired and lethargic, the next, almost unable to contain her hyperactivity. She’ll be sulking or throwing a fit, and, not even a candlemark later, perfectly happy and peppy, eager to be with people and try to please Hers. For outsiders, her unpredictable nature can be quite unnerving, and even Hers and the rest of his fair are sometimes taken by surprise—they are fairly good at reading her and sensing an emotional breakdown before it happens, though.
Despite her stormy moods, though, she is a naturally sweet firelizard and tries to control herself, but just can’t manage to. She extends a great amount of effort to please Hers and be a good friend for the other three, but there’s no denying that they have to act as her emotional buffer more often than not. She spends a great deal of time lying quietly with the Blue, allowing him to keep her calm and relaxed. She also has a bad case of separation anxiety: she always has to be with one of her group or Hers, and her biggest fear is waking up one day alone. There’s no denying it: this is probably the craziest flitter in the bunch. She seems a little touched in the head.
Appearance:
While she’s easily the most mentally unstable firelizard, she’s also perhaps the loveliest. Everything about her is delicate and refined, on the verge of looking fragile. She’s perfectly proportioned, a model for ideal firelizard conformation. She’s small, even for a Pink, though, and is far from strong or fast, even for her size. She makes up for this in pure grace—she’s quite fun to watch in the air, and she’s freakishly well-coordinated for a firelizard even on the ground. Her hide is a deep, rich pink that’s closer to magenta than ‘pink,’ with soft patterns of a more orange color covering her belly and the undersides of her wings.
Dragon Name:
Blue Gulath
Picture:
Dragon Age:
2 Turns (Born in 195th Turn)
Dragon Color:
Blue
Dragon Length:
33.7 feet
Dragon Personality:
Gulath is a sensitive soul who just wants to help his Rider out. He is rarely aggressive or angry, and has a generally easy attitude. He does like to please Irath, his only friend (maybe something more?) and is considered her "partner-in-crime" in plans. He is a "Dragon of Gluttony" and is often called "Gluttonous Gulath" by N`tal.
Dragon Appearance:
Dark, army blue in color, he is a solid color in general. He is a large Blue dragon, but his stomach tends to be slightly pudgy because of his voracious appetite. But he has managed to control his appetite to a point by now.
Dragon History:
Gulath was the first to Hatch and Impress in his Clutch. His Clutch is known OOCly as The Seven Deadly Sins. Gulath is the Dragon of Gluttony and attempted to eat N`tal`s leg and head when he Impressed. At first, N`tal hated Gulath, which often led to the dragon`s feelings being hurt by oaths being hurled at him. He eventually stood up for himself and N`tal came to respect that. After that, N`tal and Gulath worked as one, with Gulath being the easier of the two.
N`tal (Was Nattalion, which rhymes with battalion.)
Gender:
Male
Age:
24 (Born in the 175th Turn)
Sexuality:
Bisexual, but likes Tesla
Location:
Dalibor Weyr
Rank:
Calls himself a Renegade!
Personality:
Nattalion, or Nat as he is called at times when people don`t want to pronounce his full name, is a kind of guy who always seeks to improve himself. He believes he is tough and hates it whenever people make him feel week. If this should happen, one of a few things could happen. If the "stronger" person manages to impress Nat, Nat comes to respect them and does attempt to learn from them. If the person makes him feel like he was made fun of, he will retaliate and try to get revenge on them. If the person makes him feel low, he really gets revenge back by either maiming them or something drastic.
Nat is also a bit of a flirt, but only to those he feels worthy to him. He is not afraid of going after both genders, his first fling being a girl and his second fling a boy. But Nat does come off as aggressive, which can either intimidate them or make a person more interested in him. But that is where his tough attitude comes into play. The only time he would ever show submission, which has not happened for him, is if the guy he is having a fling with is more dominate than him.
He is not afraid of heavy labor. In fact, he is very use to it. From being a metal worker back in his original and at Western Hold to being a wanderer around the Northern and Western continent. He has the knowledge of a Journeyman in Metalsmith, but because of his actions he will never make it officially to Master. But he thinks he can achieve Master with his experience and from all the experience he will gain in the future.
Appearance:
Nattalion is blessed with orange-red hair that is considered a family trait passed down by the men of his family. This red hair also gives away his family`s earth heritage as Irish. And with Irish in his blood (though diluted and forgotten through time), this also adds to some other features about him that will be mentioned later. His hair, because of how orange to red his hair is, it can be a beacon during the day. But he tries to keep it very short and away from his eyes so he can see. His hair is not thin but kind of full. When he a was a little boy, his mother use to calm him down by gently stroking him through his hair. But, since his mother`s death, he rarely lets anyone touch his hair.
His eyes are that classic green color that goes from a normal green to emerald green, depending on his environment and lightning. They do tend to stay more emerald green, especially in light and normal enviroments, but when his pupils widen from shock or fear or when it is dark and he is trying to see, not much light gets into his eyes and makes them that normal green color. But he actually likes his eyes and has sometimes tried to use them to "sway" people into his temptations.
He is normal height for his age, but is still considered to still be growing. He is currently 5 feet and 9 inches, and may continue yet. Only time will tell if he gets any taller. His weight currently is also at 135 pounds. He does have some muscles on his arms and legs from traveling a lot, which can make him a hit with the ladies or even some men. His skin is not that unusual paleness that Irish decedents are known for. This comes from his mother`s side of the family. It usually tends to stay a soft tan color on his arms at all times, but during the summer it has been known to brown a little. He hates it when his skin starts turning a little brown and will attempt to wear long sleeves and long pants during the summer. But if he wears those clothes, he takes great care to wear thin material so he does not overheat in the summer.
One thing to take note about him is he has long and almost abnormal scars on his back he received from different times. Once he was too close to a large fire and some flames leaped up and scorched his back. Another time he forced to be close to a fire for punishment. Another time it was a "hazing" ritual which some boys did to him to officially accept him as one of them. But he wears these scars proudly, believing that they helped made him stronger into the person he is today and will possibly become in the future.
Talking about clothes earlier, he usually colors he wears is anything besides yellows, oranges, and reds. He does not like those colors and believes they do not do him justice when he wears them. He feels that the colors draw eyes away from his better features, ie his eyes. But he does not mind too much if the clothes are tight, fit fine, or loose. In fact, he will experiment with different styles, trying to find what makes him feel like him. This could mean one month he is wearing tight clothes, and the next month he has loose clothes on.
Nat does talk, but only when he feels comfortable or in control of the situation. But he does try to hide his secret ambitions and will usually dance over subjects. But he has a way of getting by without people fully suspecting him for who he is (the only people he might reveal himself to would be the Renegade Riders). He does not trust a lot and usually tries to stay away from them. But if confronted, he does not back away but tries to control the situation so at the end of the conversation people would still be asking who was he.
Family:
Arlelion- Father, deceased
Narila- Mother, deceased
Arela- Little sister, deceased
Arleila- Little sister, deceased
History:
Nattalion was the first child born in his family. His father was a tannersmith, and his mother stayed home to help care for the rest of the family and the children of their hold. Their hold was part of Gejami Hold, and his father may not have been a Lord but was a very influential man. The people looked to him for help and guidance, even though all he could do was make suggestions and hope that the Lod Holder would take it into consideration.
But Nattalion was not your average boy. He was somewhat of a bully around the Hold. He ran with another boy name Garnel and would make fun of other people. His parents tried their best to teach Nat to be a better person, but he would not listen to them. His parents tried their best to discipline him. One day, when Arlelion, his father, took him to work to try to teach his son some respect, he noticed that Nat was staring at all the instruments he used to tan skins and hides and make them into saddles and such. Nat even asked several times how people were able to make a simple piece of metal into such a sharp knife.
When Nat was 7 Turns old, Arlelion decided on his next trip to the Smith Hall to take Nat with him to see where they made all the working tools that were used on Pern. While there, one of the smiths decided to let him try to make part of a tanner`s knife to let him see what it was like. While Nat was not a prodigy, the smith did note that with practice, Nat had a gift for smithery. So, he talked Arlelion into letting Nat stay to learn how to be a Metalsmith. While Arlelion did agree to let Nat become an apprentice, he wanted Nat to come home one more time so he could say goodbye to his family.
It would be another half a Turn before Nat became officially an apprentice to Smith Hall. The trip home was rather long, and when he got home he back a few clothes and said goodbye to his family. Riding with several caravans to get to the Hall, he eventually made it and began his work. He was an average apprentice, picking up on tricks and do very well. But, while at the Hall, his antics continued.
When he first arrived, the older apprentices would torture him. At one time, they actually stripped him of his shirt, and held him close to a hot fire. Because of how big some of the fires were at the Hall, Nat`s back was burn where the flames licked him at. After a several months of this torture, Nat toughened up and it was his turn to bully them back. He was never going to let them torture him again.
His Master did not approve of him getting revenge on the other boys and girls. And, again, his Master taught him a lesson by having him stand close to one of the fires to feel the burn. His master said that he better remember that pain if he should ever torture the other boys and girls again. Nat became even more resentful to other people, only backing down when it came to older Journeyman and Masters.
Finally, he had enough. At 14 Turns, he decided to leave and return home. But he was not welcomed home like he thought he would have been. In fact, the people were not happy to see him returned. And their unhappiness was even more noticeable at Nat returned to his old habit of picking on others, though now it was much fiercer than before. Smith Hall had made him into a tough person and cause his actions to become dangerous.
But Nat was apparent of what he was becoming. And he did not care. He hatted people looking down on him, thinking he was just a kid. When his father finally did decide to step up to Nat and tell him to get the shards out of the hold, Nat reacted violently. Taking a blade that he had made when he lived at the Hall, he attacked his own family. As he slashed at them, he screamed and yelled that no one ever believed in him and why couldn`t people just give him a chance. But, it was too late. He had drove the blade through both of his parent`s chest, and his two little sisters were bleeding to death.
Not wanting to get caught, he fled for his life. His once long hair was cut to be short so nobody could recognize him. And for a while, he lived in solitude, which helped him with his anger issues. He learned to control them and not lash out so violently. Age also played a factor into him learning to control himself. He believes as a kid, he was unable to control himself, but now as almost an adult, he knew he had to be more patient to get anywhere in life.
He travelled to Cast Hold and lived there for a while, creating a few little flings there and practicing his smithing skills a little. But he could not stay in that place, still so close to his home. So he took the soonest boat out to Western Hold. He spent several months on the boat, learning how to tie different knots that he believed he could use later in life. When they arrived in Western Hold, he was now 16 Turns. He found a local MetalSmith and convinced the man to take him on for apprenticeship for a year. The man reluctantly did so, but needed the help if he was ever to meet his quotas and gain money to survive.
After a year of peacefully (surprisingly) living without many fights and scrapes, Nattalion decided that he wanted to wander around Western Hold in search of the places where material existed at. He wanted to map out where ore deposits were at for future smithing. He arrived at a small hold that was part of Western Hold and stayed there for the time, getting things and supplies ready for his trip.
Fire Lizard Name:
Black Meridianus (Ian)
Picture:
Age:
2 Turns (Born in 195th Turn)
Color:
Black- 000000
Personality:
Cold is the best way to describe this firelizard. He’s your typical irritable, unsociable Black. He’s aloof and generally uninterested in being with anyone, often sulking off by himself. The only ones able to draw him into a sunny mood are his bonded and his Green sister, and even then, he’s only half-hearted about being happy. He’s hardly a ray of sunshine, and even in his most cheerful moments, he’s a rather weak ray at that. However, when left alone, he’s very good at fending for himself, so he’s very low-maintenance and generally agreeable to go do something useful every now and then as long as he gets his peace.
When provoked, however, he has a stormy temper. It doesn’t take much to set him off; even something as small as someone that’s not his bonded trying to touch him will do it. His temper tantrums are more for show than anything, though; he’s quite clever, and he knows that if he throws a massive fit, the offender will most likely never repeat the offense! He knows how to get his way, and he’s equally as good about making himself scarce after these incidents so his bonded doesn’t have an opportunity to punish him for them.
Appearance:
There’s something almost haggard about this firelizard. He’s very thin, with his ribs and hipbones always jutting out no matter how much he eats. He’s also not around often enough to get his hide oiled as much as it needs to be, and while he tolerates the process often enough to prevent cracks, his hide doesn’t have the healthy sheen it should. He is a pure black color except for a smattering of tiny white speckles along his back and the upper sides of his wings. Other than his unhealthy-looking appearance, he is not a badly proportioned firelizard; he has a nice balance to his body, if he could only manage to get enough meat on his bones.
Fire Lizard Name:
Green Oriens (Ri)
Picture:
Age:
2 Turns (Born in 195th Turn)
Color:
Green- 8CDD81
Personality:
This Green is always cheerful and optimistic. She always believes that the best is going to happen and is the first to reassure someone if they don’t agree with her. It’s hard to get her down: even if she is disappointed, she won’t show it. She’ll just remain hopeful and try to find the bright side of the situation, and usually, she does. Her happiness and love of life can get a little bit overbearing at times, and sometimes it’s easier to just send her away instead of dealing with her trying to constantly trying to cheer someone up (her bonded is her usual victim, but she won’t hesitate from attempting to help someone else, either), but, in bad times, she’s a very good friend to have.
She also has unnaturally strong maternal instincts for a Green. While she is a Green and, therefore, rarely clutches, she’ll be the first to notice if any of her brethren has a clutch and the first to offer to help raise the eggs. She also has a tendency to steal wild eggs and bring them back to the Weyr to care for herself. She loves all new life, though, whether it be firelizard, human, dragon, or even wher. Babies are her absolute favorite thing in the world—if there’s one around, she’ll try to help tend it, if the real mother will allow her. She’s gentle and kind as can be.
Appearance:
She’s a lovely, pale shade of pastel green. Her legs darken to a hunter green, and her feet are nearly black, they’re so dark. The tip of her tail also fades into this dark color. She’s fairly small for her color, and is quite lean and leggy, with a very youthful-looking body—she always seems like she should still be growing into her long limbs and large wings, and will even when she’s fully grown. She’s quite cute, and many would consider her pretty.
Fire Lizard Name:
Blue Septentrionalis (Onal)
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Age:
2 Turns (Born in 195th Turn)
Color:
Blue- 38B0DE
Personality:
This firelizard is laid back, almost to a fault. He’s antagonizingly difficult to motivate to do anything but equally as hard to upset. This Blue always seems to be at peace with the world; he doesn’t get excited about his perpetual contentment, but it’s quite plain that he’s always feeling fine and dandy. Because of this, he’s a calming, soothing soul to be around, even for people other than His. He doesn’t actively try to cheer people up like his Green sister does, but he’s reassuring in his quiet, happy manner. He doesn’t have to be loud about it—in fact, he communicates with those around him very little, rarely sending perfectly distinct images, preferring to simply send his a hungry emotion when he wants to eat or a utilizing the gentle, relaxing touch to the mind.
However, that isn’t to say he doesn’t know how to have fun. When the situation calls for it, he can be quite playful, even though he might need some goading to join in any games or mischief. For a firelizard, strangely enough, he loves to swim, and will unhesitatingly dive into any pool of water he sees, as long as the weather is good (he’s far from a fan of winter dives). Most of the time, though, he’s found simply stretched out in a sunbeam, happily relaxing the day away.
Appearance:
He’s a pleasant shade of soft, sky blue, which does not change in its tint or richness over his body, except for a strange, large splotch of white on his haunches, which looks so out of place that it almost seems someone must have painted it onto him. He’s fairly large for a Blue, but not to the extent that he seems abnormal. He’s just comfortably big. He’s stocky and round, with a thick neck legs and a big, somewhat shapeless head that couldn’t be called attractive, but he always has a pleasant expression and his eyes never whirl an unhappy shade.
Fire Lizard Name:
Pink Occasus (Asu)
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Age:
2 Turns (Born in 195th Turn)
Color:
Pink- CC4E5C
Personality:
It’s a little hard to put your finger on this Pink. She’s unpredictable, and sometimes, there seems to be little rhyme or reason to her mood swings. One moment, she’ll be tired and lethargic, the next, almost unable to contain her hyperactivity. She’ll be sulking or throwing a fit, and, not even a candlemark later, perfectly happy and peppy, eager to be with people and try to please Hers. For outsiders, her unpredictable nature can be quite unnerving, and even Hers and the rest of his fair are sometimes taken by surprise—they are fairly good at reading her and sensing an emotional breakdown before it happens, though.
Despite her stormy moods, though, she is a naturally sweet firelizard and tries to control herself, but just can’t manage to. She extends a great amount of effort to please Hers and be a good friend for the other three, but there’s no denying that they have to act as her emotional buffer more often than not. She spends a great deal of time lying quietly with the Blue, allowing him to keep her calm and relaxed. She also has a bad case of separation anxiety: she always has to be with one of her group or Hers, and her biggest fear is waking up one day alone. There’s no denying it: this is probably the craziest flitter in the bunch. She seems a little touched in the head.
Appearance:
While she’s easily the most mentally unstable firelizard, she’s also perhaps the loveliest. Everything about her is delicate and refined, on the verge of looking fragile. She’s perfectly proportioned, a model for ideal firelizard conformation. She’s small, even for a Pink, though, and is far from strong or fast, even for her size. She makes up for this in pure grace—she’s quite fun to watch in the air, and she’s freakishly well-coordinated for a firelizard even on the ground. Her hide is a deep, rich pink that’s closer to magenta than ‘pink,’ with soft patterns of a more orange color covering her belly and the undersides of her wings.
Dragon Name:
Blue Gulath
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Dragon Age:
2 Turns (Born in 195th Turn)
Dragon Color:
Blue
Dragon Length:
33.7 feet
Dragon Personality:
Gulath is a sensitive soul who just wants to help his Rider out. He is rarely aggressive or angry, and has a generally easy attitude. He does like to please Irath, his only friend (maybe something more?) and is considered her "partner-in-crime" in plans. He is a "Dragon of Gluttony" and is often called "Gluttonous Gulath" by N`tal.
Dragon Appearance:
Dark, army blue in color, he is a solid color in general. He is a large Blue dragon, but his stomach tends to be slightly pudgy because of his voracious appetite. But he has managed to control his appetite to a point by now.
Dragon History:
Gulath was the first to Hatch and Impress in his Clutch. His Clutch is known OOCly as The Seven Deadly Sins. Gulath is the Dragon of Gluttony and attempted to eat N`tal`s leg and head when he Impressed. At first, N`tal hated Gulath, which often led to the dragon`s feelings being hurt by oaths being hurled at him. He eventually stood up for himself and N`tal came to respect that. After that, N`tal and Gulath worked as one, with Gulath being the easier of the two.
