A'zael of Bronze Fath
Jul 1, 2011 20:34:23 GMT -5
Post by Zen on Jul 1, 2011 20:34:23 GMT -5
Name: A’zael
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Birthdate (Season): Summer
Location: Alietran Weyr
Rank: Wingrider
Wing (if applicable): Icy Storm Wing
Family:
Zafina – mother - rider of Green Kyrith (of Southern Weyr)
Ar’los – father - rider of Brown Wareth (of Southern Weyr)
S’fin – older half-brother - rider of Green Rusath (of Southern Weyr)
(unknown to him) Arala - older half-sister - rider of Brown Mnemielkth (of Alietran Weyr)
Physical Appearance:
A'zael has short, light brown hair and likes to keep a bit of scruff on his face, thinking it makes him look ‘rugged and handsome’. His eyes are a gray-blue that always seem to twinkle with mischief. He is tall and muscular, but not overly so. He has a variety of scars over his body, large and small, from his brave endeavors to help people and his reckless ways. He is quick to show his charming, and sometimes devilish, smile, and is indeed rarely seen without one.
Personality:
A'zael is extremely outgoing and has a great sense of humor. He loves to laugh and joke and tends to make friends easily. He has a natural talent for singing and briefly entertained the thought of becoming a harper when he was younger. He likes to sing and make up songs for fun. His ‘hero complex’ compels him to help anyone in need, no matter what is required of him. This can sometimes be a bad thing because he might just make a bad situation worse by putting himself in danger as well. He can’t stand to see anyone looking upset will often act the clown to make others laugh and feel better. If he himself gets down, he never stays that way for long and is almost always smiling and laughing.
A'zael is a terrible flirt and has earned his share of slaps to the face. He is also a trickster at heart and loves to play jokes on people. Generally harmless, he has been known to take a joke too far on a few occasions. He has a bit of a hero complex and often feels responsible when things go wrong even if it had nothing to do with him, including things in the past, before he was even born. He is quite reckless and impulsive; he does not think things through, he simply acts as he sees fit at that very moment in time. He does not have a lot of foresight and generally cannot anticipate future consequences of his actions. He can be a bit loud and obnoxious. He is also restless and finds it hard to sit still or concentrate on one thing for very long.
History:
Azaelos was second born to Greenrider Zafina at Southern Weyr, his father was the Brownrider that caught his mother’s Green in a mating flight, which resulted in his birth. Raised in Southern’s crèche, he discovered he had an older half-brother, born under the same circumstances, though to a different father. Their mother visited them as often as she could and was always very supportive of them, but neither of them saw very much of their fathers. The lack of fathering and possibly too much mothering by the women who helped take care of the children, he and his brother, who was five years older than him, became very close and as they got older became friendly rivals, always trying to best one another, but congratulatory to whichever of them won, generally his brother Sorfin.
When Sorfin became a Candidate and shortly after, Impressed and became S’fin, he knew without a doubt that that was what he wanted as well. He looked up to Sorfin, almost as a substitute father, and certainly wanted to do whatever he did, and maybe even do it better, knowing his brother would be proud of him rather than spiteful. At 12 Turns, he stood his first hatching at Southern and did not Impress, nor did he Impress at any other hatchings at Southern. Some months after he turned 15 he willingly transferred to Alietran to try his luck at their most recent clutch since Southern’s hatchlings seemed not to want him. There he Impressed Bronze Fath and despite what anyone else says, thinks he is the most perfect dragon ever to have hatched.
Dragon
(Picture edited from a free use pixel made by Marvealle of DeviantArt)
Name: Fath
Color: Bronze
Size: 42 feet
Age: 2 Turns
Clutch Parents: Gold Eynalth x Bronze Cherith
Physical Appearance:
Fath is a fairly average sized Bronze with a slimmer build than your typical Bronze and slightly oversized wings. He looks as if he’ll be able to easily last a full Threadfall and still retain a bit more maneuverability than your average Bronze. His coloring could be described as a rusty sort of orange-ish bronze, though there is nothing truly rusty about him and he gleams quite handsomely in the light. His hide is wholly one color with no distinguishing markings or scars.
Personality:
Some Pernese like to maintain, on principle, that all bronzes are more intelligent than their smaller wingfellows. Nowhere is the frailty of this generalization more embarrassingly evident than in the case of dragons like Fath. Dimbulb? Of course not! ...Well, maybe. Just a little. While there's nothing wrong with him physically, mentally, there's just not much going on upstairs. Or rather - there's a lot, but it's all running backwards and upside down. Fath's view of the world is a bright but unfailingly bizarre one, filled with more logical holes than a piece of Swiss cheese. This is a dragon who will respond with the first thing that comes to mind whenever anyone asks him about anything, and will continue to do so even after he's put his foot completely in his mouth in front of a whole wing.
To be fair, it should be noted that Fath seems to love talking for the sake of reaching out to others, not only because he likes the sound of his own voice. Social reserve is foreign to him: thriving on interaction, he seizes on every possible conversational partner with equal interest. A’zael, as his lifemate, is unlikely to be exempt. Radio Fath is on 24/7: if his rider can't take any more constant updates on the status of the weyr at large, the bronze may resort to talking to things which don't talk back, but only if he really can't find someone a bit more responsive. When asked to pass on messages telepathically, Fath may inadvertently leave out words, switch meanings, exaggerate things to make them seem more exciting, or otherwise garble key details - a habit which could have serious consequences in a combat situation. He thus has the potential to be a spreader of dangerous misinformation - and in lesser situations, a very enthusiastic gossip - if his rider does not take a good deal of care to rein him in. Fath is drawn to the bright, the bold, and the shiny. Subtlety - social and otherwise - tends not to even register on his mental radar.
Pets
Name: Devi
Species: Firelizard
Gender: female
Age: 0
Color: Gold
Physical Appearance: She is as large as they come, but despite her large size, she seems extremely delicate. She is a bright gold, with goldenrod wings. She has light goldenrod circles around her muzzle, and her eyes. Her long, delicate legs have dark goldenrod stripes going up and down the full length of them.
Personality: She's the queen, and she lets everyone know it. She is a very fierce firelizard, and it is wise to stay on her good side. She is extremely protective of her owner, and will be the same way when she clutches. She is actually a very kind gold, and will do just about anything to keep her owner happy with her. She likes to be around young hatchlings, teaching them how to be great firelizards.