Post by Narrator on Nov 17, 2008 2:50:29 GMT -8
Name: Reytor
Rank: Harper JM2, Lead of Third unit of Ground Crew
Age: 30
Fire-lizards: Bronze Toren, Brown Huryn
Apearance: Tall and of a dark complexion from all the Turns outside, his face has some premature wrinkles on it due to long exposure from the sun at sea. His mess of brown hair is a nest of curls. Dark eyes slide from one place to the other, giving him a swarthy untrustworthy appearance. Until he smiles, then their brown irises glow, his cheeks crease and his appearance changes completely to one of pleasant friendliness and rugged good looks.
Since coming to the Weyr, he smiles most of the time. Rough, calloused hands proclaim his lot in life as a hard worker, but their long fingers and nimbleness are perfect for his major hobby.
Personality:
Calm and collected, Reytor is not intimidated by authority. Though he is friendly and can easily socialize, keen aspects to being a Harper, he is not one to make jokes often.
Stalwart in the face of danger, he does his job with efficiency. When not on duty, he can often be found making instruments, particularly string instruments, which he plays occasionally. Though only an average musician, he still remembers his Harper training and can carry a tune well enough.
Whenever he encountered Ralle, he was nice to her, both because he is fond of children and for a slightly selfish reason. He always fancied Hadassah. Before the Great Storm, when he got his courage up, he planned to start courting her, although he didn't know what the Headwoman thought of him. He was more devastated about their deaths than he let on; however considering no one knew of his affections for Hadassah there is no one who grieves for his loss - only the loss of the Weyr's efficient and thorough Headwoman.
History:
Born to Reya and Toren in one of the obscure cotholds of the Western Continent, he started Harper apprenticeship when he was nine. He specialized in making instruments rather than playing them, his dexterous hands lending themselves perfectly for the task. Reytor Impressed his brown fire-lizard when he was thirteen.
In his seventeenth Turn literally days after he walked the tables to Journeyman, he left after rumors he had become part of the Syndicate flourished and ruined his reputation. His parents turned their backs on him, leaving him to feel an orphan. Driven from his home and then-fiancee, he found himself at sea.
For four Turns he was a member of the Delvin's Darling crew, and eventually fell in love with the Erdan Island Chain. Unfortunately, he was too old to be Searched, but when he applied for a position at the Weyr, he was accepted. That was eight Turns ago. Since then he has become a respected member of the Weyr, flourishing in his position of Unit Leader, and has managed to leave his sordid past behind him.
Recently he has taken up his Harper skills again and although he is not the Weyr's official Harper, people are beginning to realize he is one. He trained via fire-lizard messages and long hours of practice with the intent on walking the table, finally, to JM2. Just after the Great Storm and Melorath's second clutch Hatched, he went to the Harper Hall and there took the final tests. He returned triumphant - a JM2.
Family Info: Reya (mother), Toren (father)
Font Color: I used 997744 for Huryn and maroon for Toren
Appearance: Toren is small compared to others of his color. is a bit small compared to other bronze firelizards. He is a burnished bronze in hue; however there are gold undertones in his hide that give it the appearance of rippling when he moves. His wings are full and his tail is long.
Personality: Toren is laid back and does not react to much unless Reytor is being threatened (or he's being fed). He doesn't bother with much else unless he deems it worthwhile (or its food, in which case he's a pest) When there is a female fire-lizard about he is suddenly Mr. Charming. He swells his chest and struts around, attempting to get her attention.
Rank: Harper JM2, Lead of Third unit of Ground Crew
Age: 30
Fire-lizards: Bronze Toren, Brown Huryn
Apearance: Tall and of a dark complexion from all the Turns outside, his face has some premature wrinkles on it due to long exposure from the sun at sea. His mess of brown hair is a nest of curls. Dark eyes slide from one place to the other, giving him a swarthy untrustworthy appearance. Until he smiles, then their brown irises glow, his cheeks crease and his appearance changes completely to one of pleasant friendliness and rugged good looks.
Since coming to the Weyr, he smiles most of the time. Rough, calloused hands proclaim his lot in life as a hard worker, but their long fingers and nimbleness are perfect for his major hobby.
Personality:
Calm and collected, Reytor is not intimidated by authority. Though he is friendly and can easily socialize, keen aspects to being a Harper, he is not one to make jokes often.
Stalwart in the face of danger, he does his job with efficiency. When not on duty, he can often be found making instruments, particularly string instruments, which he plays occasionally. Though only an average musician, he still remembers his Harper training and can carry a tune well enough.
Whenever he encountered Ralle, he was nice to her, both because he is fond of children and for a slightly selfish reason. He always fancied Hadassah. Before the Great Storm, when he got his courage up, he planned to start courting her, although he didn't know what the Headwoman thought of him. He was more devastated about their deaths than he let on; however considering no one knew of his affections for Hadassah there is no one who grieves for his loss - only the loss of the Weyr's efficient and thorough Headwoman.
History:
Born to Reya and Toren in one of the obscure cotholds of the Western Continent, he started Harper apprenticeship when he was nine. He specialized in making instruments rather than playing them, his dexterous hands lending themselves perfectly for the task. Reytor Impressed his brown fire-lizard when he was thirteen.
In his seventeenth Turn literally days after he walked the tables to Journeyman, he left after rumors he had become part of the Syndicate flourished and ruined his reputation. His parents turned their backs on him, leaving him to feel an orphan. Driven from his home and then-fiancee, he found himself at sea.
For four Turns he was a member of the Delvin's Darling crew, and eventually fell in love with the Erdan Island Chain. Unfortunately, he was too old to be Searched, but when he applied for a position at the Weyr, he was accepted. That was eight Turns ago. Since then he has become a respected member of the Weyr, flourishing in his position of Unit Leader, and has managed to leave his sordid past behind him.
Recently he has taken up his Harper skills again and although he is not the Weyr's official Harper, people are beginning to realize he is one. He trained via fire-lizard messages and long hours of practice with the intent on walking the table, finally, to JM2. Just after the Great Storm and Melorath's second clutch Hatched, he went to the Harper Hall and there took the final tests. He returned triumphant - a JM2.
Family Info: Reya (mother), Toren (father)
Font Color: I used 997744 for Huryn and maroon for Toren
Toren's information
Appearance: Toren is small compared to others of his color. is a bit small compared to other bronze firelizards. He is a burnished bronze in hue; however there are gold undertones in his hide that give it the appearance of rippling when he moves. His wings are full and his tail is long.
Personality: Toren is laid back and does not react to much unless Reytor is being threatened (or he's being fed). He doesn't bother with much else unless he deems it worthwhile (or its food, in which case he's a pest) When there is a female fire-lizard about he is suddenly Mr. Charming. He swells his chest and struts around, attempting to get her attention.
