Post by LyricalBlue on Oct 11, 2009 16:29:20 GMT -5
Name: J’sian
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Rank: Searchrider
Appearance: Tall dark and handsome, well maybe not so tall after all. J’sian is hardly impressive standing at a mere 5ft 7inches; especially against most of the strapping men of the Weyr. His eyes have always been his most attractive feature, dark and lustrous they are the first part of his face to show any mood and are often dancing with mischief. With skin the color of klah, he has a tendency to stand out from his peers, in attitude as much as anything else when he wants to.
Being at the bottom of a pecking order of a large family has given him the talent to blend into the background. He moves quietly and often sneaks up behind people who are not used to his ways. He has the grace of a dancer and it is in fact one of his favorite pastimes. Heavy eyebrows tend to make him look more serious than he actually is, but they often twitch in response to anything amusing.
His right knee bares scars from leaning on the night hearth a little too closely to the fire as a child, though they do not limit his
movement and only bother him once and awhile when it rains. He is otherwise free of any major scars, he has been thread scored, but thanks to Weyrhealers and his own fast healing he has avoided any other scaring.
Unlike some blueriders he is rather austere and limited in his taste in clothing, preferring the simple cuts and dark colors to anything flashier. He should be able to warrant attention on his own with or without clothing.
Family:
Grandfather: J’bon (deceased) Rider of Blue Jorunth (1098: Gold Amenth/ Bronze Weseaneth)
Father: J’rean ( 60 turns) Rider of Green Nialeth (
Mother: Siara (64 turns) Weyr Apprentice Weaver
Brothers:
J’sar (32 turns) Rider of Green Cialeth (1151: Gold Arizith/ Bronze Birath)
Jorian (32 turns) Weyr Journeyman Weaver
Jiaro (28 turns) Weyr Drudge
Jakan (26 turns) Weyr Drudge
Sisters:
Serean (24 turns) Weyr Cook
Jarisian (22 turns) Weyr Cook
Aunts:
Hasah (60 turns) Weyr Drudge
Sysana (53 turns) Creche Mother
Uncle:
J’varn ( 54 turns) Rider of Blue Groth (1151: Gold Arizith/ Bronze Birath)
Cousins:
Harn (23 turns) Weyr Guard
Sian (17 turns) Rider of Green Zharvath (1186: Gold Arizith/ Bronze Birath)
Personality: He learned at a young age that it’s better to be invisible if one wants to avoid rambunctious older brothers, four of them in fact. J’sian figured out how to be quiet and unobtrusive and comes out of his shell only when he is in company he is comfortable with. Calm and level headed, he acts more like a brown rider most of the time than the blue he actually rides.
Despite growing up at the bottom of the pecking order, J’sian still loves large families and enjoys time with his, especially now that his brothers are less prone to giving him a black eye or two. Although, interestingly enough, his tastes in the romance category swing two ways: big, strong men who have no problem pushing him around, and flexible women in physicality and attitude. He has had many lovers and has yet to settle on one and Alimeth seems quite comfortable with sampling as well.
Lively and good conversation, it is rare to see J’sian in a truly bad mood, he often tries to hide these for he finds it hard to discuss personal matters with any but his dragon. He does believe in things being done in the traditional way and takes a rather hard look at female greenriders. Things are traditional because they work, he may be a tad hidebound, but if someone finds a better way to do something he will only argue against it slightly.
History: J’rean and Siara had seven children all together and two sets of twins, it runs in her family if one hears it told by Siara. J’rean found himself with far more men than women, but something about Siara always drew him back. The quiet, soft spoken woman was content with her lot in life, even if she had far more talent than many Master Weavers, she simply enjoyed the craft and her family. Bothering to fight for a higher rank was not worth it.
J’sian and his twin sister Jarisan were the last in the large litter the greenrider and his almost weyr mate had parented. And of course, they were also seemingly the smallest. J’sian, born Jasian, learned early on how to duck and hide. It was simply easier than trying to stand up against four older brothers, and J’sian was never what anyone would call exceedingly brave. If the odds were against him, he was out of there.
His sister was the brains of the operation and when they could manage it, they pulled prank after prank on their older siblings. The older twins, J’sar and Jorian often felt the brunt of these pranks as they were most often the worst transgressors in the younger pair’s eyes. As they grew older, each sibling began to find their own path and although J’sian does not see his twin that often, they are still very close. Especially now that Jarisan has had her first baby, J’sian tries to check up on her as often as he can manage.
Because his father and grandfather were both dragonriders, J’sian of course stood at any Impression once he was old enough. He didn’t have to wait very long, only two years in fact. When Arizith clutched, J’sian was lucky enough to Impress blue Alimeth, who was nearly as large as the brown in that clutch.
They did well in Weyrling training, with Alimeth’s speed and J’sian’s quiet confidence. The lesson about keeping his head down, did him very well in the rough Weyrling quarters. They graduated with tops in flight and only middling on the strategy and history side of things. They were tapped into Alpha wing and have fit to a tee for several years now.
Alimeth’s search ability was first discovered in Weyrlinghood, he could name which candidate on the sands would Impress and had incredible accuracy. To the point now, that bets are not taken on who will Impress if Alimeth searched them. Calm and collected, the pair has begun to move into the truly adult stage of their lives.
Hobbies/ Skills: Searchriding first and foremost. J'sian also has excellent eyesight and is often placed on Watch Duty because of it.
Pets: None
Dragon Info
Name: Alimeth
Age: 6 turns
Color: Blue
Appearance: Large for a blue, Alimeth nearly has the wingspan of a brown, though not the length or muscle. Like all of his color, he is extremely agile and has often won races in the Weyr contests. His hide is the color of the midnight sky, a blue so deep that at night he does indeed look black.
The blue only lightens around his joint and wing membranes; and those are more the clear deep blue of open ocean. His wings are long but slanted back, so that his speed around Igen is nearly legendary, and his frame is light, so much so that despite his color he has a clearly feminine look to him.
Personality: Much like his rider, Alimeth believes actions speak louder than words and he is never short in taking any action. Prouder in himself than any would expect of a blue, he has a unusually good grasp of time and people. It is this that J’sian believes makes the blue so good at Search.
Upbeat and normally cheery, the blue is fast in movement and in thought. He is quick to set his rider straight on any miscommunications and rather tends to correct Weyr gossip rather than spreading it. There is little the blue does that is not at top speed.
History: They were jeering behind him, but then they always were. The whole flock was there, in tow behind mother. Jasian sighed as he looked out over the sands, best to ignore them. J’sar had been so full of it since he’d Impressed Green Cialeth last turn.
He wiggled his toes in the thin sandals that only just kept his feet from burning on the hot sands. As it was, things were mighty uncomfortable. The eggs started to rock and Jasian drew in a hesitant breath. Why shouldn’t he Impress, J’sar was a rider, so was Pa and Granda. He really ought to.
The clutch began hatching in normal fashion, children leaping out of the way of flailing dragon limbs and then joyous cries of those announcing their new partner’s names. He let out the breath he’d been holding, watching the scene wistfully, if only…
Something bumped him from the side and Jasian stumbled and almost fell, he turned eyes wide to lock gazes with a blue that was dragging long, wet wings on the sand.
I am Alimeth, do not be surprised. You were meant to be mine.
Clutch: 1180: Gold Arizith/ Bronze Birath
Hatching Order: 6th of 15
Wing: Alpha
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Rank: Searchrider
Appearance: Tall dark and handsome, well maybe not so tall after all. J’sian is hardly impressive standing at a mere 5ft 7inches; especially against most of the strapping men of the Weyr. His eyes have always been his most attractive feature, dark and lustrous they are the first part of his face to show any mood and are often dancing with mischief. With skin the color of klah, he has a tendency to stand out from his peers, in attitude as much as anything else when he wants to.
Being at the bottom of a pecking order of a large family has given him the talent to blend into the background. He moves quietly and often sneaks up behind people who are not used to his ways. He has the grace of a dancer and it is in fact one of his favorite pastimes. Heavy eyebrows tend to make him look more serious than he actually is, but they often twitch in response to anything amusing.
His right knee bares scars from leaning on the night hearth a little too closely to the fire as a child, though they do not limit his
movement and only bother him once and awhile when it rains. He is otherwise free of any major scars, he has been thread scored, but thanks to Weyrhealers and his own fast healing he has avoided any other scaring.
Unlike some blueriders he is rather austere and limited in his taste in clothing, preferring the simple cuts and dark colors to anything flashier. He should be able to warrant attention on his own with or without clothing.
Family:
Grandfather: J’bon (deceased) Rider of Blue Jorunth (1098: Gold Amenth/ Bronze Weseaneth)
Father: J’rean ( 60 turns) Rider of Green Nialeth (
Mother: Siara (64 turns) Weyr Apprentice Weaver
Brothers:
J’sar (32 turns) Rider of Green Cialeth (1151: Gold Arizith/ Bronze Birath)
Jorian (32 turns) Weyr Journeyman Weaver
Jiaro (28 turns) Weyr Drudge
Jakan (26 turns) Weyr Drudge
Sisters:
Serean (24 turns) Weyr Cook
Jarisian (22 turns) Weyr Cook
Aunts:
Hasah (60 turns) Weyr Drudge
Sysana (53 turns) Creche Mother
Uncle:
J’varn ( 54 turns) Rider of Blue Groth (1151: Gold Arizith/ Bronze Birath)
Cousins:
Harn (23 turns) Weyr Guard
Sian (17 turns) Rider of Green Zharvath (1186: Gold Arizith/ Bronze Birath)
Personality: He learned at a young age that it’s better to be invisible if one wants to avoid rambunctious older brothers, four of them in fact. J’sian figured out how to be quiet and unobtrusive and comes out of his shell only when he is in company he is comfortable with. Calm and level headed, he acts more like a brown rider most of the time than the blue he actually rides.
Despite growing up at the bottom of the pecking order, J’sian still loves large families and enjoys time with his, especially now that his brothers are less prone to giving him a black eye or two. Although, interestingly enough, his tastes in the romance category swing two ways: big, strong men who have no problem pushing him around, and flexible women in physicality and attitude. He has had many lovers and has yet to settle on one and Alimeth seems quite comfortable with sampling as well.
Lively and good conversation, it is rare to see J’sian in a truly bad mood, he often tries to hide these for he finds it hard to discuss personal matters with any but his dragon. He does believe in things being done in the traditional way and takes a rather hard look at female greenriders. Things are traditional because they work, he may be a tad hidebound, but if someone finds a better way to do something he will only argue against it slightly.
History: J’rean and Siara had seven children all together and two sets of twins, it runs in her family if one hears it told by Siara. J’rean found himself with far more men than women, but something about Siara always drew him back. The quiet, soft spoken woman was content with her lot in life, even if she had far more talent than many Master Weavers, she simply enjoyed the craft and her family. Bothering to fight for a higher rank was not worth it.
J’sian and his twin sister Jarisan were the last in the large litter the greenrider and his almost weyr mate had parented. And of course, they were also seemingly the smallest. J’sian, born Jasian, learned early on how to duck and hide. It was simply easier than trying to stand up against four older brothers, and J’sian was never what anyone would call exceedingly brave. If the odds were against him, he was out of there.
His sister was the brains of the operation and when they could manage it, they pulled prank after prank on their older siblings. The older twins, J’sar and Jorian often felt the brunt of these pranks as they were most often the worst transgressors in the younger pair’s eyes. As they grew older, each sibling began to find their own path and although J’sian does not see his twin that often, they are still very close. Especially now that Jarisan has had her first baby, J’sian tries to check up on her as often as he can manage.
Because his father and grandfather were both dragonriders, J’sian of course stood at any Impression once he was old enough. He didn’t have to wait very long, only two years in fact. When Arizith clutched, J’sian was lucky enough to Impress blue Alimeth, who was nearly as large as the brown in that clutch.
They did well in Weyrling training, with Alimeth’s speed and J’sian’s quiet confidence. The lesson about keeping his head down, did him very well in the rough Weyrling quarters. They graduated with tops in flight and only middling on the strategy and history side of things. They were tapped into Alpha wing and have fit to a tee for several years now.
Alimeth’s search ability was first discovered in Weyrlinghood, he could name which candidate on the sands would Impress and had incredible accuracy. To the point now, that bets are not taken on who will Impress if Alimeth searched them. Calm and collected, the pair has begun to move into the truly adult stage of their lives.
Hobbies/ Skills: Searchriding first and foremost. J'sian also has excellent eyesight and is often placed on Watch Duty because of it.
Pets: None
Dragon Info
Name: Alimeth
Age: 6 turns
Color: Blue
Appearance: Large for a blue, Alimeth nearly has the wingspan of a brown, though not the length or muscle. Like all of his color, he is extremely agile and has often won races in the Weyr contests. His hide is the color of the midnight sky, a blue so deep that at night he does indeed look black.
The blue only lightens around his joint and wing membranes; and those are more the clear deep blue of open ocean. His wings are long but slanted back, so that his speed around Igen is nearly legendary, and his frame is light, so much so that despite his color he has a clearly feminine look to him.
Personality: Much like his rider, Alimeth believes actions speak louder than words and he is never short in taking any action. Prouder in himself than any would expect of a blue, he has a unusually good grasp of time and people. It is this that J’sian believes makes the blue so good at Search.
Upbeat and normally cheery, the blue is fast in movement and in thought. He is quick to set his rider straight on any miscommunications and rather tends to correct Weyr gossip rather than spreading it. There is little the blue does that is not at top speed.
History: They were jeering behind him, but then they always were. The whole flock was there, in tow behind mother. Jasian sighed as he looked out over the sands, best to ignore them. J’sar had been so full of it since he’d Impressed Green Cialeth last turn.
He wiggled his toes in the thin sandals that only just kept his feet from burning on the hot sands. As it was, things were mighty uncomfortable. The eggs started to rock and Jasian drew in a hesitant breath. Why shouldn’t he Impress, J’sar was a rider, so was Pa and Granda. He really ought to.
The clutch began hatching in normal fashion, children leaping out of the way of flailing dragon limbs and then joyous cries of those announcing their new partner’s names. He let out the breath he’d been holding, watching the scene wistfully, if only…
Something bumped him from the side and Jasian stumbled and almost fell, he turned eyes wide to lock gazes with a blue that was dragging long, wet wings on the sand.
I am Alimeth, do not be surprised. You were meant to be mine.
Clutch: 1180: Gold Arizith/ Bronze Birath
Hatching Order: 6th of 15
Wing: Alpha
