Post by GoldRiderKeistra on Aug 13, 2008 15:03:21 GMT -5
Name: Revee
Name Pronounced: Revv-eee
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Character Type: Wherhandler
Rank: Senior Journeyman Wherbreeder
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual but slightly more Heterosexual
Current Location: Angel's Cove Weyr
Appearance: Revee has dark red hair, kept short, falling only to his collar. His light green eyes are watchful and cheery and stand out against darkened skin. He's tall and lean, but well muscled, having spent turns wherhandling with his family's whers. He's a sight when he smiles, usually seen in lighter colored browns and greens.
Personality: Cheery and never shy. Revee is the kind of person that likes to have a good time. Perhaps sometimes too good of a time, often getting himself into trouble. He can often be found betting on things or even getting himself into things where the outcome could be embarrassing, but that's another thing he seldom feels. He's only been embarrassed once and that was the first time his wher decided she should run. The emotions she gave off ended him in bed with another man, luckily it was a greenrider, so he was used to such things. Since then, the pair has been close friends and whenever Veela runs, the rider's there for Revee. Aside from that, Revee is quite the lady charmer as well and can often be found flirting with a lady, sometimes scoring himself a night with her. He's fond of many creatures, especially those his wher keeps him from having.
History: Revee was born in the fall of the turn and was quite the healthy one as he grew up with his family, having no intention of leaving them. He picked up on his father's craft of wherbreeding and easily found his way into the genetics and such, earning himself journeyman status early. At 18, his sister's gold wher's clutch hatched and of the five wherlings, Revee fell for a little deformed green and she took a liking to him and they's been together since.
In spring of his 22nd turn, Revee and his family met up with a Pernite's worst fear: Firehead. His brother had caught it on a trade route and sadly brought it home, giving it to his family. Despite their efforts to survive the illness, it took Calrev, Calreke, Neeka, and Sanree, sparing Sanrev, Caleeka, Revee, and surprisingly his ever sickly brother Caleke. At 23, it was decided as a family (what was left of them), that they had survived the illness and no sign of it remained and they returned to Angel's Cove Weyr to help finish what they had started before their trip to their old cothold on the sea.
Misc./Random Facts: Revee's a gambler and a charmer. He's usually doing one or the other or talking about breeding whers.
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Wher Information:
Wher Name: Veela
Wher Color: Green
Wher Age: 5
Appearance: A soft glowing green, especially in the moonlight, Veela has outstanding color patterns that set her apart from most whers due to their unusual swirling and splotches of a lighter shade here and there. The splotches and swirls actually look like creatures and her right side looks like a map of Pern. Hatched a bit deformed, her right wing, usually held up higher than her left, has only a third of the membranes it should and so she has her wing ridges, but hardly anything between them.
Personality: Sweet, calm, and FRIENDLY. She's as outgoing as her handler, often seen going up to folk she doesn't know and trying to say 'hi'. She's hardly possessive of her handler or a mate unless she's frightened by something which she'll hide behind Revee, but growl at whatever had spooked her. She might run once a turn, but doesn't run as often as a green should. And she loves to play hide and seek.
Abilites and Weaknesses: Due to her deformed wing, she can't fly at all, but can hop rather high. As curious as a firelizard, she tends to get into a bit of trouble now and again.
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: Wherbreeding
Craft Rank: Senior Journeyman
Craft Specialty: Genetics mainly
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According to Mel, those picked to stand on the Hatching Sands are called what? Queen's Chosen
Name Pronounced: Revv-eee
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Character Type: Wherhandler
Rank: Senior Journeyman Wherbreeder
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual but slightly more Heterosexual
Current Location: Angel's Cove Weyr
Appearance: Revee has dark red hair, kept short, falling only to his collar. His light green eyes are watchful and cheery and stand out against darkened skin. He's tall and lean, but well muscled, having spent turns wherhandling with his family's whers. He's a sight when he smiles, usually seen in lighter colored browns and greens.
Personality: Cheery and never shy. Revee is the kind of person that likes to have a good time. Perhaps sometimes too good of a time, often getting himself into trouble. He can often be found betting on things or even getting himself into things where the outcome could be embarrassing, but that's another thing he seldom feels. He's only been embarrassed once and that was the first time his wher decided she should run. The emotions she gave off ended him in bed with another man, luckily it was a greenrider, so he was used to such things. Since then, the pair has been close friends and whenever Veela runs, the rider's there for Revee. Aside from that, Revee is quite the lady charmer as well and can often be found flirting with a lady, sometimes scoring himself a night with her. He's fond of many creatures, especially those his wher keeps him from having.
History: Revee was born in the fall of the turn and was quite the healthy one as he grew up with his family, having no intention of leaving them. He picked up on his father's craft of wherbreeding and easily found his way into the genetics and such, earning himself journeyman status early. At 18, his sister's gold wher's clutch hatched and of the five wherlings, Revee fell for a little deformed green and she took a liking to him and they's been together since.
In spring of his 22nd turn, Revee and his family met up with a Pernite's worst fear: Firehead. His brother had caught it on a trade route and sadly brought it home, giving it to his family. Despite their efforts to survive the illness, it took Calrev, Calreke, Neeka, and Sanree, sparing Sanrev, Caleeka, Revee, and surprisingly his ever sickly brother Caleke. At 23, it was decided as a family (what was left of them), that they had survived the illness and no sign of it remained and they returned to Angel's Cove Weyr to help finish what they had started before their trip to their old cothold on the sea.
Misc./Random Facts: Revee's a gambler and a charmer. He's usually doing one or the other or talking about breeding whers.
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Wher Information:
Wher Name: Veela
Wher Color: Green
Wher Age: 5
Appearance: A soft glowing green, especially in the moonlight, Veela has outstanding color patterns that set her apart from most whers due to their unusual swirling and splotches of a lighter shade here and there. The splotches and swirls actually look like creatures and her right side looks like a map of Pern. Hatched a bit deformed, her right wing, usually held up higher than her left, has only a third of the membranes it should and so she has her wing ridges, but hardly anything between them.
Personality: Sweet, calm, and FRIENDLY. She's as outgoing as her handler, often seen going up to folk she doesn't know and trying to say 'hi'. She's hardly possessive of her handler or a mate unless she's frightened by something which she'll hide behind Revee, but growl at whatever had spooked her. She might run once a turn, but doesn't run as often as a green should. And she loves to play hide and seek.
Abilites and Weaknesses: Due to her deformed wing, she can't fly at all, but can hop rather high. As curious as a firelizard, she tends to get into a bit of trouble now and again.
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: Wherbreeding
Craft Rank: Senior Journeyman
Craft Specialty: Genetics mainly
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According to Mel, those picked to stand on the Hatching Sands are called what? Queen's Chosen