Name: IlzerinAge: 23
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Flexible
Craft: a little of this, a little of that, none of it reputable
Rank: Candidate
Location: High Reaches Weyr
Physical Description:
A little taller than his brother at 6'5", but also leaner, Ilzerin isn't entirely without muscle or strength, but will always be slim, and more agile than anything. He has a similarly pale complexion and gray eyes, but finer, more delicate features, and lighter hair that isn't always kept its natural color.
Personality:
An inconvenience and a disappointment to the people in his life from day one, rather than internalize that into low self-esteem, Ilzerin has raised himself above them all. They were all just fools, not seeing his potential or his abilities simply because he didn't fit the mold of what they wanted. There's certainly nothing at all wrong with him. So what if he's pretty? That's not a bad thing - quite the opposite, in fact! There's no fault in using his looks instead of his fists like some meat-headed brute.
With no one he could fully trust or rely on, he had no choice but to be independent, and would much rather think for himself and make his own decisions than allow them to be made for him. He has a rebellious streak and a nearly knee-jerk disrespect for most authority, and may allow it to fuel poor decisions. At least they're his. He is not without all sense, however - and is in fact quite clever when it suits him - so he doesn't flout every rule just for the sake of it, particularly when the end result would be physical harm or death. Under the right circumstances, he could develop a better respect for authority, or at least a less unhealthy relationship with it, but at this time, he still has an instinct to question or act out.
Often left to his own devices, Ilzerin is resourceful, and can make do with very little, though he of course prefers not to. Perhaps partly in response to having very little early in his life, he's very self-indulgent, and will 'treat' himself without hesitation to whatever pleasure is his flavor of the day. As a result, he has trouble holding on to his marks, and has occasionally found himself skirting trouble with the wrong sorts, but luckily he's quite good at charming or bartering his way out of it. He's resilient, after getting such a rough start in life, and can weather whatever comes his way, though not necessarily without complaint. He can endure a lot, but has had rather enough of that, thank you.
He can charm his way into fair-weather friends easily enough, but resists opening up, and is quick to bristle about insults or offenses, which he has a long memory for. He's a bit moody, and prone to fits of temper or sulking, and can be deliberately overdramatic. He would likely balk at any assertion that he might need or even want anyone, but in truth, capable as he is of being on his own, he does crave more. If someone did get through, he would be capable of deep affection, but could tend toward jealous or needy, and is not above emotional blackmail.
He has a very, very well-hidden soft spot for misfits or the downtrodden, but is unlikely to act directly or openly in aid or defense of them. Selflessness is not part of his image, and rather counterproductive to his own survival, besides. If he helps, he would prefer it be quietly and anonymously. Otherwise people might start to expect it of him, ugh.
Positive Trait List clever, resourceful, independent, resilient
Negative Trait List vain, self-indulgent, resentful, temperamental
History:
Born to a rather low-end brothel-worker in Nabol, Ilzerin was an unwelcome burden for his mother, who had just enough compunction not to sell or abandon him, though she regularly reminded him just how gracious that was of her. But even that only lasted so long, and once she'd well and truly tired of him, he was dumped on his mercenary father, for whom he was similarly inconvenient. Small, sickly, and the third son, Dezerin really had no use for him, and the responsibility for his care and upbringing was pushed onto Ilzerin's older half-brothers, who weren't keen on the duty, either. Any failings of his would be failings of theirs, and more than like taken out of their hides. They did do as was asked of them, but their resentment was clear, and though they never did him any real harm, they were often harsh and perhaps a bit rougher than necessary - but they were expected to turn him into a useful soldier somehow, and were still far kinder than their father. It didn't help that as he grew, he grew into fine features and a slim build, not at all suited for the work that was expected of him. Pretty was useless for a mercenary.
He became prone to acting out in an attempt to gain his father's attention, even if in a negative way, but it never seemed to work. He continued to be mostly ignored by the man. But then Dezerac was Searched, and Ilzerin was expected to shape up and pick up the slack. He did for awhile, half begrudgingly and half desperate for approval, but eventually that lackluster motivation wore off and he started to slack and act out again. His oldest brother, Mezrin, who'd always been the more tolerant of his siblings, lost more and more patience with him. Of course Dezerac had been the one Searched, he was obviously far better suited to the task of dragonriding, but it would have been better if it had been useless Ilzerin. Not that it was surprising that it wasn't.
Ilzerin had some consolation in that his brother failed to Impress, turn after turn, making him effectively just as useless. Then came the return of Thread, Mezrin died, and suddenly Ilzerin was the only son, which was not a welcome turn of events for anyone. He soon learned just how much his brothers had actually done for him; Dezerin hadn't ignored his failings and acting out, but had instead taken it out on his brothers, who'd been given responsibility for him. Rather than come to a new appreciation for them, however, he simply came to resent them for leaving and dying, respectively.
Rather than stay, as soon as the chance came, he left, hoping to disappear into the seedy recesses of Nabol, although making a living wouldn't come easy. He even tried pitfighting out of desperation, but he wasn't made for such rough, close-quarters combat, and though he had some skill at dirty fighting, he just wasn't built to take a beating (and he'd never actually liked such brutish pursuits in the first place). Ultimately, he fell into fixed fights, with a bit of whoring on the side, but with the latter more profitable, he was soon doing less and less fighting. He could do fairly well for himself, if he were better with money, but tends to spend it as he makes it.
When Searched, he accepted in small part for well-disguised spiteful reasons; he's heard by now that his brother finally Impressed, and to a bronze, but it took a move to backwards Western from the lofty standards of prestigious High Reaches. Ilzerin is certain he can and will do better.
Other: <3
Candidate Specific Questions
Do you want them to have an official Search RP? No
Do you understand they will age every passing year regardless if you're there to RP the or not? Yes
Do you want them to have a possible Stands Impression? No
