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Post by Atra on Jan 14, 2012 17:19:56 GMT -8
Character
Username: admin (Atra)
Character Number: 2
Name: An'sif (originally Ansiosif)
Age: 22 Turns
Rank: Wingsecond
Weyr: Antaris
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance:
An'sif is a tall and slender, with a rather muscular physique and a way of walking that just tells you... He's dangerous. his hair is blond and, though long, tends to spike around his head unevenly while his bangs fall across his face to shield his eyes from immediate view. His eyes are a very deep brown color which border on being black. His face is rather angular with a sharp chin rather than a short and blunt one. His enitre being is a bit more on the slender side, but he is not lacking in muscles. In fact, he usually keeps them hidden beneath a long black jacket. Much as he keeps his distinguishing scar, given to him than none other than Eliitra, hidden as it crosses his nose and just below his eyes. He often has an expression like he just doesn't care and often stands wiht his head tilted to the left. His mouth has a lovely almost feminine shape to it and his eyes are angular and exotic.
Personality:
An'sif is nothing if not determined. He has his mind set on things and he will accomplish them to the best of his ability. He has a heart that longs to be loving, but he lacks the ability or knowledge to do so. he does his best with what he has, which is more of the warrior than anything else. He is a bit harsh, though his temper makes him... sly and almost oily in a way as he is entirely more cunning when his mind is fueled by his rage. Be careful though... when he is in such a state, he has a tendency to like to see... people hurt and rather enjoys the colors of blood and gore.
An'sif is a piece of work in most ways with no loyalty to speak of other than to himself and his dragon.... and those he cares for. He has very little loyalty to his Weyr, really, but he has no desire to leave it either. He takes a stance outside of that of both the Renegades and Antaris. He doesn't agree that they should be subjugated... But he also does not believe that they do not deserve some kind of recompense to the crimes of the past. He was born into the Weyr and, as thus, not having visited the Holds for himself, it is hard for him to see the truth of what is out there.
Bonded
Bonded'sName: Baysath
Bonded's Type: Dragon
Bonded's Gender: Male
Bonded's Hex Codes:
c13712, 927f7f, f70602, and 2d0303
Bonded's Size in Feet: 48 feet
Bonded's Age: 4 Turns
Bonded's Personality:
Baysath is a proud dragon who believes himself to be a king, though... he is but a sub-king. He desires to protect and look after those under him, but his temper and his tendency towards blood lust often get in the way. He isn't a gentle dragon by any means and, in fact, enjoys any sort of job which involves taking on an enemy as he would much rather have ichor stained claws than have them clean and sparkling. He appreciates the ruthless traits of those around him more than most others...
He is particularly vain and rather flirtatious. He has no loyalty to anything or any female... unlike his rider who does have his loyalties to one person or another. In all honesty, he doesn't care too much about any of the others in his life rather than his rider. He likes the way he is and plans to be the way he is as long as he can be.
Bonded's Appearance:
He isn't the largest crimson. In fact... he is on the smallest end of the spectrum, but Baysath doesn't seem to know it. He is very slender, much more so than he probably should be. His wings are long and angled for fast flying, but because he lacks in the overall muscle mass, he somewhat lacks in the endurance department, lending him to be better at agility, but not as good at long endurance flights.
He is a rather orange-red color with bright red markings that criss-cross his body and make a band of shimmering bright red on the inside of his wings. His muzzle, tail, and the bottom of his neck are a deep dark red color... as are his left back and right front feet.Along the inside edges of his wings down over his tail is the same color. On the backs of the wings is a reddish-gray color.
History
Antaris Weyr is the only place that An'sif has known. He was born Ansiosif, son of the Grayscale rider Anvi and the Bronze rider S'orif twenty-two turns ago.
He never really knew his "family." He grew up in the creche... and from there he became a Candidate. He stood from the time he was thirteen turns until he was eighteen, becoming more and more cynical with time. But, eventually he became a rider... of a crimson. Not what he had started to hope that he would Impress... but good enough and capable. He was irritated, however, that he could not outdo his father who road a bronze... And so, king riders irritate him and he often despises them.
Despite his age, he has never been to a Hold, which has only added to the fact that he does not understand the reason behind the Renegade Weyrs need to fight against Antaris and their sanctioned Weyrs. He did, however.... learn in time to use his love and developed a freindship which was, to him, more than mere friendship. He had met Eliitra when she first came to the Weyr... he had encouraged her... He had come to love her and he saw her Impress to none other than a gold. Though, of course, Antaris wouldn't allow her to be a true queenrider, which was, in his mind, a crime. But that didn't really upset him too much... other than that it was less than she deserved.
For his own credit, he achieved rank. The rank of Wingsecond. He perused Eliitra, though she put him off quite smoothly all the same. But it still looked to many as if the two were inseparable and in love... But... Everything changes. Though he still has feelings for her... He will never admit it.
Eliitra betrayed them. And she left him with a mark of pain... as she turned on her sisters and on her brothers, the riders of Antaris... But the mark he left her, was very true. It was scar across his nose and below his eyes... which he now wears a band to cover at all times.
As for Eliitra's other suitor, L'or.... He doesn't care for him. He only ever put up with him for the sake of Eliitra, but now he finds himself wanting to be around the other man because of the memories of her that being near him as they used to be because of her causes... Which, though painful... come with their own pleasure.
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