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Name: S'ven
Age: 40
Nameday: 3536.11.23
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Weyr: Western Weyr
Rider Rank: Wingrider
Previous Rank/Craft: Apprentice Runnercraft
Physical Description:
S'ven is tall, towering over most at an almost alarming 6'6". He's got short dirty blond hair, the front of which always seems to be sticking up in spite of his best efforts, and is well tanned from his time outdoors. His face is long and slim, as is the majority of him, and his nose is slightly hooked; once you're able to look at the rest of his face, however, what's particularly noticeable about him is that he constantly looks like he's half-asleep, regardless of whether or not he's fully awake. S'ven has perpetual bags under his gray eyes, and almost always slouches, giving him the appearance of being exhausted. He's midway between sturdy and slim, which doesn't really do much for him, given his height, and makes him almost painfully awkward to watch in motion.
Personality:
Ever calm and collected, S'ven is a sharp man underneath his seemingly constant state of sleep deprivation. He's quite stable and reserved, preferring to go with the flow than to make many waves. S'ven has a relatively sleepy demeanor, but that doesn't mean he's slow--far from it, in fact. He's rather intelligent, but has surprisingly little ambition, instead favoring everything outside of the limelight rather than being caught in its center. S'ven is an amiable man who would much rather get along with everybody and be the lowest of the low in ranking than have everybody hate him and be up at the top--he has no desire to push others aside in order to further his own goals, and finds such thoughts distasteful. What's the point in getting ahead of others by pushing them aside? Inevitably, you'll have to rely on them for something later, and they're not always going to fall into line for you.
S'ven is easy enough to overlook, given how dedicated he is to not shaking things up, but he's always on the lookout. For what, exactly? Well, anything, really. Anything from typical goings-on to drama brewing on the horizon is fair game, and he's curious enough to gently pick his way through all the information he can find for anything exceptionally interesting. He has no drive to do much with this information, to be frank--he's a far cry from some mastermind gathering dirt on everyone. Really, S'ven just enjoys being here, and immersing himself in what's going on makes him feel a lot more involved than he actually is. He finds it somewhat difficult to achieve a true friendship, given his low-energy approach to everything, but being a spectator affords a similar enough feeling for him to deem it acceptable. At his core, though, he's a warm, genial man who has no issue with company at odd hours, enjoys simply being near others, and is relaxed enough to avoid a lot of the heavier stresses of life. He doesn't spend much time fretting about things he knows he can't change, and instead prefers to turn his focus elsewhere--like to what's going on around him, for example. That's always much more interesting than getting himself worked up for no reason, as far as he's concerned, and it's worked out well for him thus far.
Positive Trait List: Even-tempered, observant, agreeable.
Negative Trait List: Unambitious, pushover, lazy.
History:
Salven came from humble origins as part of a beastcrafter family, branching out just enough to distinguish himself from his many siblings by going into a slightly different craft. Rather than working with herdbeasts and the like, Salven instead found himself more drawn to runners, and quickly found himself a master to apprentice under--he was excited to start something new, and actually managed to muster up enough drive to work his way toward being a Journeyman. It would have been a life he'd be quite contented with, all things considered, until a Searchrider from Western put a somewhat different idea in his head. Before he walked the tables, he left to stand for a Hatching--just one, as he assured his master, and then he'd be right back to work. It was quite the opportunity, after all, and he'd be a fool to turn it down!
As luck would have it, he Impressed almost right away. A little Bronze approached him, announcing himself as Gokarith--more than that, his Gokarith. S'ven could hardly believe it, and eagerly spread the news back home. His family was proud of him, but they had too much on their plates to come visit, and he understood. It would be a few more Turns before S'ven could come by and introduce Gokarith, now no longer the runt of the clutch, to his family--and found that the animals were by no means as fond of his Bronze as he was. Sheepishly, S'ven and Gokarith returned to the Weyr after a brief visit, reasoning that they didn't need to cause any more upset among the herds. From there, they fell into life at the Weyr with ease, S'ven all too happy to take part in the day to day routine of Western.
Threadfall's return caught them all off guard, however, and S'ven still isn't sure how they managed to get out of that first fall in one piece. Gokarith quickly turned his attention toward drills and training, dragging S'ven along behind him; it wasn't that his rider was unwilling to learn, but rather that he'd been left somewhat shellshocked by their first experience with Thread. After a while of training, S'ven would finally come back to himself, having been threatened with being grounded; he couldn't afford to slip up, and he knew it. This was the most serious life at the Weyr had ever been, and he owed it to them to rise to the challenge. Gokarith wasn't about to let him do anything else, besides.
Since then, S'ven has been working to regain his place at the Weyr, slowly but surely. He wasn't particularly concerned with status, but being a rider at all was too important to him to simply shirk--especially not now that he was needed, along with every other rider there.
Other: S'ven is an excellent baker, and loves handing out treats that he's made. He learned a lot of his recipes from his mother, and has them memorized.
DRAGON
Name: Gokarith
Age: 22
Color: Bronze
Size: 88'
Physical Description: Gokarith matches S'ven in build--he's just as lanky and almost noodly as his rider is, and his size is almost entirely based on length rather than anything else. He's a flexible, agile dragon, although his endurance leaves something to be desired.
His features are fine, and his eyes are perhaps a touch large, giving him almost a permanent hatchling-esque face. Gokarith simply considers this his youthful charm, and isn't particularly bothered by it. He's speckled with a few small nicks of threadscore from various falls, but has avoided any more significant damage thus far.
Personality:
Although he's an overall relaxed dragon, Gokarith isn't quite as willing to go with the flow as S'ven is. He's got a sharp mind and a keen intellect, and loves turning his brain toward solving puzzles or complicated problems; he's particularly good at keeping track of several things at once, and takes pride in his accuracy above almost all else. He's very precise and measured, and doesn't provide more information than he necessarily has to in any given situation; it's always good to have something to fall back on, after all, and if you give away too much, you risk opening yourself to weakness. Still, he isn't constantly on alert for any would-be enemies or anything like that, and is much more often found memorizing as many drills as he can manage in one sitting. He's rather bookish, and is more than a little bit of a nerd, in all honesty.
Even so, Gokarith is a Bronze well acquainted with the notions of hierarchy and the mechanics of the weyr. He's prone to watching others, waiting for an opening in just the right spot to make his presence properly known--for what reasons, he's less sure, but he's convinced he'll know what to do when it happens. On some level, he's after power, but seems a little hesitant to actually act on that urge or try to impose his will anywhere that matters. Really, while Gokarith enjoys the idea of being in charge, he knows he's not the best choice, and instead allows these notions to be largely within the realm of fantasy. It's a fun thing to think about, to be sure, but Gokarith isn't quite confident enough to truly make it happen.
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