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Name: Faelear
Age: 18
Nameday: 3559.04.22
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Craft: Weyrbrat
Rank: Candidate
Location: High Reaches
Physical Description: Faelear is conventionally quite pretty with soft, feminine features and a slight build. He doesn't really look the part of a future dragonrider, his slightly wavy hair always perfectly framing his face and his dimpled smile creating the picture of a softer lifestyle for the young man. He takes care of himself daily, always wanting to make a good impression. His tanned skin is soft and supple, his fashionable clothes are never torn or sullied, and if he wears a bit of makeup some days when he feels like he needs it to look good, well, it's not hurting anyone, is it? His eyes are a light grey - silver-like when the sunlight hits them just right - and that wavy hair is a warm, honey brown with a few golden highlights during the warmer months. He's not the tallest boy, standing only at 5'7, but his height seems to fit his build.
Personality: Faelear sells himself as an agreeable man who will do anything asked of him with a smile. And, to a degree, that is true. Faelear generally takes great joy in helping others with tasks great and small, getting the satisfaction of a job well done as well as making someone else happy in the process. He will always do what is asked of him to the best of his ability no matter what, even if he has to sacrifice his own time or comfort to do so. He does have the problem of not being able to say no, though, and when someone asks him to do something when he's tired, done favors for that person already, or doesn't feel like helping he will still say yes. He is terrified of making other people upset or disappointed in him and he always wants to be seen in a good light, even if that means doing far more than his fair share of work or being regulated to the less than desirable tasks. For those who prey on people like him he's an easy target even when he knows he's being bullied or used.
Faelear cares very much about what others think of him which is both a blessing and a curse. He wants others to like him and think he's a dependable, honorable person and will do just about anything to see that come to fruition. He works hard, does the best he can to leave a good impression on anyone he meets, and is always there to lend a helping hand. But it is a well known fact that you can't make everyone like you and there will be times when you mess up, and when Faelear has those situations happen to him he's a mess. He'll try anything to right whatever wrong he thinks he's done to the point of obsession, usually making whoever he's interacting with even more upset/dislike him further. The worst thing that could possibly happen to him would be for someone to tell him to 'leave me alone' or 'never speak to me again'.
For all the stress he puts himself under, Faelear is generally an easy person to get along with thanks to how agreeable he is and his team-oriented work ethic. He'll always be there to help and he really does enjoy lending a hand. Spending time with people is one of his favorite activities and as long as he doesn't think he's messed up, he's pretty enjoyable to be around. Social and happy (even if it's forced sometimes when he's worrying about impressing people), Faelear makes for a solid companion for just about any occasion. He doesn't expect to be someone's best friend but as long as people think well of him and let him be around them, he's a happy camper.
Positive Trait List Cheerful, agreeable, high standards (for himself).
Negative Trait List Yes-man, pushover, low self-esteem.
History: Faelear was the only son born to a greenrider mother and a brownrider father, though he did have two older sisters to welcome him into the world as well. His mother was a kind, caring woman who doted on her children with love, though his father was gruff and barely around by the time Faelear could walk. His mother raised him and his sisters for the most part and Faelear watched as both of them went off to pursue their passions in life, leaving to join the Crafthall of their choice. They were both fairly older than he was so by the time he was five Turns they'd both left, leaving him behind.
His mother, loving and caring as ever, helped cultivate a love of art in Faelear. It turned out he was pretty good at it too, drawing things far above the average skill of another child his age. But suddenly his father came back into the picture, forcing himself back in to the parental role he'd abandoned like a square peg into a round hole. Faelear - being the young boy he was - was initially delighted for his father to be back in the picture. But as time went on he began to see that maybe...maybe it wasn't the best thing for his father to be back. His father didn't like that he wanted to be an artist - he wanted Faelear to follow in his footsteps and become a dragonrider since his sisters had 'abandoned them', as he said it. Seeing how angry his father was towards his sisters made Faelear drop his dream of becoming an artist, not wanting the same emotions to be tossed his way. His mother was disappointed and tried to encourage him to continue his art, and seeing her upset wasn't something he liked either, and for a while he tried to juggle practicing art in secret while spending time with his father to listen to his stories and advice about being a Candidate.
Finally it reached a breaking point. Thread returned. By the time the fall had ended, his mother was gone and his father was badly injured, his dragon killed in action. No word came from either of Faelear's sisters, leaving the young man to try to make the shell of a man that was his father proud by joining the ranks of the Candidates as soon as he Turned 14, despite being terrified of a similar fate. Being an artist would be so much safer, but he knew if he denied joining the ranks and instead went off to Harper Hall his father's last reason for living would be snuffed out. He couldn't go.
Desperate to please his father and Impress, Faelear worked hard over the past few Turns, getting good marks and taking on extra chores where he could. It was exhausting work but he pushed on, hoping each time a gold clutched that he would finally be chosen and could make his father happy when nothing seemed to do so anymore. Of course the idea of finding his own lifemate was something he yearned for despite the danger it promised, since he'd finally have someone who would love him for him, know all his secrets and still think he was the best person in the world. That's all he really wanted...unconditional love.
Other: Faelear will still draw sometimes when he's missing his mom, but he always feels guilty when he's doing so and never shows his work to anyone willingly.
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
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