Post by GoldRiderKeistra on Aug 4, 2008 16:25:30 GMT -5
Name: Sanrev
Name Pronounced: San-revv
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Character Type: Wherhandler
Rank: Journeyman
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Current Location: Angel's Cove Weyr
Appearance: Dark red hair kept short has a copper shine to it in the sunlight, but Sanrev loves the night and so that shine is hardly ever seen. Dark green eyes, the color of a feline's with unusually big pupils don't really stand out against his dark skin. Tall and lean and constantly in comfortable, but loose-fitting wherhides of darker greens and browns, he can sometimes be mistaken for a dragonrider by his appearance. But who's to see it when he's more often than not out and about in the night hours? During the day, he tends to sleep quite often and when woken, one better have a good reason for it or he isn't very happy.
Personality: Quiet and watchful, but protective. Enough said. Though Sanrev's specialty is combat, his other specialty is the creche. One might not think it, but he loves children, not having any of his own yet. He tried once, but the one child the woman did carry died at birth, along with her. Since then, Sanrev's vowed to protect children in any way he can. Since he's a wherhandler, he's offered to watch over the creche children or the infirmary or any other place he's needed at night. Quiet on his feet, he can be watching and one would never know until he spoke up.
History: Born in the darkest hour of night, Sanrev's been a night owl since he was young, constantly up all night long and asleep during the day. His life was uneventful until he was 12 when he decided to pursue an odd craft: guarding. So off he went in search of tavern guards or any other sort with his uncle's trade train, therefore seeing much of Angel Cove's Territory from the back of a runner, even impressing a little blue firelizard along the way whose egg he aquired in a caravan betting game. He taught the blue to carry messages and kept in touch with his family that way.
Returning to his family's home at the Weyr at 19 turns, he witnessed his sister's gold wher's clutch hatch and try as he might, a little brown from that clutch just wouldn't quit following him. He'd been chosen by the ...cute... little thing and finally accepted the fact when he woke in the middle of the night with the wher curled up over top of him with a piece of meat that he hadn't eaten yet. So, he fed the brown and that was the end of his wandering life.
In spring of his 23rd turn, Sanrev and his family met up with a Pernite's worst fear: Firehead, while out on a little travel to their old cothold. One of his brother's had caught it on a trade route and sadly brought it home, giving it to the family. Maybe it was his nocturnalness, coupled with that of his brown's, but Sanrev only caught a brief cold from the illness and was able to watch over his family, watching his father, brother, and two sisters die from it. He slept lightly then, napping here and there but waking at the tiniest sounds, feeling the need to protect his family while they couldn't. He had to kill his father's bronze when he went wild after his father's death and felt horrible about it, but there had been no other option. The four of them that survived stayed on at the cothold until they were certain that Firehead no longer lingered, deeming it safe to return to the Weyr now early in his 24th turn to fulfill his duties once more in helping the Weyr to rebuild.
Misc./Random Facts: When not sleeping during the day, man and wher can be seen watching everything that goes on about the Weyr or wandering the border of it for any unusualness in need of reporting.
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Pets Information:
Number of pets: 1
Pet 1 Type: Blue Firelizard
Pet 1 Name: Neek
Appearance: He's blue no doubt. Such a bright blue that one would never miss him unless he hid among some brightly colored linens. Slender for a blue, but not overly active. And he sure can fly fast when put to the test.
Personality: Quiet for a blue firelizard, but still the active one. Often seen perched on the back of his Pet's wher or curled up asleep on the big brown. Trustworthy to no end, if a message needs carried, he's just the one to do it.
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Wher Information:
Wher Name: Sanrek
Wher Color: Brown
Wher Age: 5
Appearance: Guant and thin, but wiry as can be. Sanrek can move and quickly at that. He seems a bit out of proportion with his overly large bones that don't quite have the right size muscling over them. He's not malnourished or taken care of poorly. That's just the way he's built. His ten foot height is only reflected in his length which is quite long for a brown. He's dark in coloring, appearing on the edge of black in the night and not a single lighter shade is on him. He's just all dark, dark brown.
Personality: He's a huge puppy, constantly shadowing his chosen, not caring much about what goes on around him, so long as it doesn't involve him. Unless there's children to be played with. He loves them and will happily lay and let them crawl all over him or curl up with him for a nap. He's even content just to sit and watch them play among themselves if he's not allowed to play with them.
Abilites and Weaknesses: He has a sense of protection and can often sense out danger before his chosen sees it. Goggles just don't seem to fit him very well and he goes through several pairs inside a turn due to his odd shaped head.
Weyr of Origin: Angel's Cove Weyr
Sire/Dam: Bronze Revy/Gold Sani (both gone)
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Is your persona a crafter? Yes
Craft: Weyr Security (not exactly a craft, but sort of)
Craft Rank: Journeyman
Craft Specialty: Protection
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According to Mel, those picked to stand on the Hatching Sands are called what? Queen's Chosen
Name Pronounced: San-revv
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Character Type: Wherhandler
Rank: Journeyman
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Current Location: Angel's Cove Weyr
Appearance: Dark red hair kept short has a copper shine to it in the sunlight, but Sanrev loves the night and so that shine is hardly ever seen. Dark green eyes, the color of a feline's with unusually big pupils don't really stand out against his dark skin. Tall and lean and constantly in comfortable, but loose-fitting wherhides of darker greens and browns, he can sometimes be mistaken for a dragonrider by his appearance. But who's to see it when he's more often than not out and about in the night hours? During the day, he tends to sleep quite often and when woken, one better have a good reason for it or he isn't very happy.
Personality: Quiet and watchful, but protective. Enough said. Though Sanrev's specialty is combat, his other specialty is the creche. One might not think it, but he loves children, not having any of his own yet. He tried once, but the one child the woman did carry died at birth, along with her. Since then, Sanrev's vowed to protect children in any way he can. Since he's a wherhandler, he's offered to watch over the creche children or the infirmary or any other place he's needed at night. Quiet on his feet, he can be watching and one would never know until he spoke up.
History: Born in the darkest hour of night, Sanrev's been a night owl since he was young, constantly up all night long and asleep during the day. His life was uneventful until he was 12 when he decided to pursue an odd craft: guarding. So off he went in search of tavern guards or any other sort with his uncle's trade train, therefore seeing much of Angel Cove's Territory from the back of a runner, even impressing a little blue firelizard along the way whose egg he aquired in a caravan betting game. He taught the blue to carry messages and kept in touch with his family that way.
Returning to his family's home at the Weyr at 19 turns, he witnessed his sister's gold wher's clutch hatch and try as he might, a little brown from that clutch just wouldn't quit following him. He'd been chosen by the ...cute... little thing and finally accepted the fact when he woke in the middle of the night with the wher curled up over top of him with a piece of meat that he hadn't eaten yet. So, he fed the brown and that was the end of his wandering life.
In spring of his 23rd turn, Sanrev and his family met up with a Pernite's worst fear: Firehead, while out on a little travel to their old cothold. One of his brother's had caught it on a trade route and sadly brought it home, giving it to the family. Maybe it was his nocturnalness, coupled with that of his brown's, but Sanrev only caught a brief cold from the illness and was able to watch over his family, watching his father, brother, and two sisters die from it. He slept lightly then, napping here and there but waking at the tiniest sounds, feeling the need to protect his family while they couldn't. He had to kill his father's bronze when he went wild after his father's death and felt horrible about it, but there had been no other option. The four of them that survived stayed on at the cothold until they were certain that Firehead no longer lingered, deeming it safe to return to the Weyr now early in his 24th turn to fulfill his duties once more in helping the Weyr to rebuild.
Misc./Random Facts: When not sleeping during the day, man and wher can be seen watching everything that goes on about the Weyr or wandering the border of it for any unusualness in need of reporting.
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Pets Information:
Number of pets: 1
Pet 1 Type: Blue Firelizard
Pet 1 Name: Neek
Appearance: He's blue no doubt. Such a bright blue that one would never miss him unless he hid among some brightly colored linens. Slender for a blue, but not overly active. And he sure can fly fast when put to the test.
Personality: Quiet for a blue firelizard, but still the active one. Often seen perched on the back of his Pet's wher or curled up asleep on the big brown. Trustworthy to no end, if a message needs carried, he's just the one to do it.
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Wher Information:
Wher Name: Sanrek
Wher Color: Brown
Wher Age: 5
Appearance: Guant and thin, but wiry as can be. Sanrek can move and quickly at that. He seems a bit out of proportion with his overly large bones that don't quite have the right size muscling over them. He's not malnourished or taken care of poorly. That's just the way he's built. His ten foot height is only reflected in his length which is quite long for a brown. He's dark in coloring, appearing on the edge of black in the night and not a single lighter shade is on him. He's just all dark, dark brown.
Personality: He's a huge puppy, constantly shadowing his chosen, not caring much about what goes on around him, so long as it doesn't involve him. Unless there's children to be played with. He loves them and will happily lay and let them crawl all over him or curl up with him for a nap. He's even content just to sit and watch them play among themselves if he's not allowed to play with them.
Abilites and Weaknesses: He has a sense of protection and can often sense out danger before his chosen sees it. Goggles just don't seem to fit him very well and he goes through several pairs inside a turn due to his odd shaped head.
Weyr of Origin: Angel's Cove Weyr
Sire/Dam: Bronze Revy/Gold Sani (both gone)
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Is your persona a crafter? Yes
Craft: Weyr Security (not exactly a craft, but sort of)
Craft Rank: Journeyman
Craft Specialty: Protection
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According to Mel, those picked to stand on the Hatching Sands are called what? Queen's Chosen