Post by Narrator on Apr 14, 2009 4:33:35 GMT -8
Name: Wethev
Age: 28
Rank: JM2 Beastcrafter / Wher Handler
Wher: Blue Wher Wethesk
Appearance: He stands about 5'7", and he doesn't cut a very intrusive figure. His reedy frame is stretched tight with corded muscle, a remnant of many Turns wrestling herdbeast steers around and manhandling wherries. His eyes are the color of honey and usually shaded by his curly fringe of dark brown hair. His voice is a gentle baritone.
Personality: Wethev was always interested in living things. From a very early age, he liked watching them. His first affinity was for spinners, and things developed from there. He has a special tender spot for bovines. His voice isn't terribly tuneful, but he can imitate the sound of any animal upon hearing it for a day.
He keeps odd hours, his natural rhythms wanting him to stay up late and sleep in until the mid-afternoon. If it weren't for the early morning chores, he would have become nocturnal. When he Impressed Wethesk his odd schedule made it easy for him to shift to being completely nocturnal.
History: Journeyman Weaver Waryon and his Beastcrafter wife Evayn gave birth to a son twenty-seven Turns ago. They named him Wethev. He lived in their cothold for six of them. Five Turns later, his mother decided he was talented enough with animals to study their husbandry somewhere more centralized and sent him to a larger Hold to study under her brother, Evarent.
Evarent was always distant to Wethev. Wethev only found out the reason a week before he was scheduled to leave for the beastcraft hall, when Evarent had gotten himself extremely drunk. Evarent liked little boys and it wasn't until he was drunk that his wanton desires came out. Wethev left the next day, fleeing to White Sands Hold.
Appearance: A pleasing shade of blue with heavy green overtones. Wethesk is average size for a blue Wher.
Personality: Wethesk is an energetic Wher who enjoys nothing more than rolling in the hay. He has taken to training well and follows the commands Wethev gives him with equal amount of excitement as he gets from rolling in the hay.
Age: 28
Rank: JM2 Beastcrafter / Wher Handler
Wher: Blue Wher Wethesk
Appearance: He stands about 5'7", and he doesn't cut a very intrusive figure. His reedy frame is stretched tight with corded muscle, a remnant of many Turns wrestling herdbeast steers around and manhandling wherries. His eyes are the color of honey and usually shaded by his curly fringe of dark brown hair. His voice is a gentle baritone.
Personality: Wethev was always interested in living things. From a very early age, he liked watching them. His first affinity was for spinners, and things developed from there. He has a special tender spot for bovines. His voice isn't terribly tuneful, but he can imitate the sound of any animal upon hearing it for a day.
He keeps odd hours, his natural rhythms wanting him to stay up late and sleep in until the mid-afternoon. If it weren't for the early morning chores, he would have become nocturnal. When he Impressed Wethesk his odd schedule made it easy for him to shift to being completely nocturnal.
History: Journeyman Weaver Waryon and his Beastcrafter wife Evayn gave birth to a son twenty-seven Turns ago. They named him Wethev. He lived in their cothold for six of them. Five Turns later, his mother decided he was talented enough with animals to study their husbandry somewhere more centralized and sent him to a larger Hold to study under her brother, Evarent.
Evarent was always distant to Wethev. Wethev only found out the reason a week before he was scheduled to leave for the beastcraft hall, when Evarent had gotten himself extremely drunk. Evarent liked little boys and it wasn't until he was drunk that his wanton desires came out. Wethev left the next day, fleeing to White Sands Hold.
Wethesk
Appearance: A pleasing shade of blue with heavy green overtones. Wethesk is average size for a blue Wher.
Personality: Wethesk is an energetic Wher who enjoys nothing more than rolling in the hay. He has taken to training well and follows the commands Wethev gives him with equal amount of excitement as he gets from rolling in the hay.
