Post by diogenessbeast on Jan 14, 2012 21:45:47 GMT -8
Ca'joris
Username: Diogenessbeast
Character Number: Uno!
Name: Cajoris
Age: 34
Rank: Rider, former guardsman
Weyr: Renegades
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansmexual
Appearance:
Ca'joris is a strong man. About average, leaning slightly to tall, at 6', Ca'joris has wide shoulders and muscles that speak of daily training with a blade. Despite giving up the rank of guardsman for a dragon, he has nevertheless kept his training up. His hair is long and brown, though he frequently wears it back in a ponytail. His chin is usually covered in a short beard, the product of three-days growth at a time. His face looks older then it is, with some lines and graying of his hair and beard. His expression is usually serious, but it's softened by his green eyes, which are usually very gentle. He tends to wear light armor when he can get away with it-- leather and a mail shirt-- and leather or wherhide when he can't. He always has a blade at his hip, and when he can, he frequently has a pistol or a rifle too.
Personality:
Archetypal knight, though he wouldn't take the rank if it were possible on pern. Brave, valorous, honorable. Would be stupid-honorable, if he needed to be, and take the honorable action at detriment to himself. Prefers to be a follower or someone of midrank: he can command a small group, but he'd rather defer to a higher authority then lead completely. Strong, strong-minded. Moral, has great concern that things be for the betterment of the lives around him. Gentle, but firm. Relatively good tactician. Dedicated, disciplined. Fairly even-tempered and calm. Endlessly loyal. Will be violent if needed, but would rather not: tired of violence, despite the training of a guard. Sincere. Honest, would prefer to tell a hard truth then hide it. Enjoys children, takes time to spend time with them, no matter what chaos his life is in. Resigned. Dedicated to his causes. Dedicated to his leaders. Follows direction well. Dutiful. Patient. Calm. Protective. Will not leave the side of someone who needs his protection. Ethical. Thinker, despite how much he'd like not to be. willing to accept the consequences of his actions. Responsible. Not one for casual sex, outside of flights: one for long-term relationships. Fairly social. Knows formalities and abides by them, but slightly more comfortable in informal situations. Relatively strict in the pursuit of duty, but easy-going if his requirements are met. Dutiful. Frank. Never needlessly cruel. Observant, aware. Catches small intricacies, including in social situations that most would expect to be above him. Enjoys fishing, hunting, and riding runnerbeasts as pastimes. Will not run-away from a fight to defend those he loves, even if he is commanded to. Selfless. Not one for excesses: doesn't drink often, needs a clear mind. Lightweight- gets drunk quickly if he drinks. Likes interacting with ordinary people as well as the people he works with; good to see how people are doing. Rational. Calm. Reasonable. Thinks with his brain, rather then his emotions. Fairly friendly.
History
Born and raised in Ataris, he was actually trained there. He stood for a hatching at every chance, but trained with guards as well, to make sure he would be useful to the weyr's cause even if he failed impression. He did not: at 15 he managed to impress a Crimson. However, as he grew older, he became increasingly more aware of the tyranny of Ataris, and it did not sit well with him.
at 20, he made the call to defect from Ataris. He could no longer sit mutely by while the weyr crushed the will of the holders, no matter what they did in the past. He joined the renegades, and hasn't looked back.
since then, his life has been a chaotic flurry of trying desperately to stay alive, to protect the renegades and the people he loves, and to make pern a better place for everyone.
It took him a year to find the group of renegades he is currently with now: a year full of close-calls. As it turns out, large crimson dragons are not particularly skilled when it comes to blending in with the foliage. they managed to avoid Ataris's notice, but at great cost to themselves: they starved themselves nearly to death, and when they found the renegades, Ca'joris took will with a fever that nearly killed him. Getting their strength back took the better part of a turn, but they managed to survive.
Raniibeth
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Personality: A knight in shining red armor, Raniibeth is one of the most noble of his color. He has his goals and he will not rest until they are accomplished. He has a hard time doing nothing or just sitting and waiting. As much as he would like peace, he must always have a task. On the most peaceful days, he can often be seen training... rather with his rider or not, though he will likely bother him to no end to go train with him.
He has quite the temper, which has taken him much time and learning to bring it under control. It is the bane of his color - the temper and the ability to snap if it is stretched to far. But... Unlike most, he has proven himself to be a good leader and a good second.
Far from flirtatious, Raniibeth rarely even takes interest in chasing after females in flight, though he isn't about to let a queen (except, perhaps, the senior queen) slip through his sights if he can give it a try. He doesn't desire to be a leader however, thus he often avoids Senior Queen flights... And even the head junior's from time to time.
Appearance: Heavy in build, Raniibeth's build took what would be an ordinarily strong dragonet from the beginning, and added the weight of years and years and years of training to it. The crimson's dedication has never wavered, even for a moment, and it shows. He is bulky, and agility in flight will never be his strong suit, but in endurance and strength he will be hard to match.
Size: 52 feet in length
Hex Codes: c32c0ep, 4c111a, bd9898, 9e0b0f ,and ff0000[/quote]
