Post by The Social Stigma on Sept 16, 2008 19:56:14 GMT -6
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Character Info:
Name: V’kev
Age: 42 turns born in winter of 1068
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual - Questioning Bisexuality - Flight Bi
Rank: Altair Wingrider | Bluerider | Assistant Weyrlingmaster
Location: Nova Weyr
Family:
Father V’ike– Brownrider of Rickieath at Telgar – 78
Mother Klarevian – Drudge at Telgar - 83
Brother K'ler - Greenrider of Malroith at Telgar - 49
Weyrmate Dalriest - Mother of two of his children - 43 - Kitchen Staff at Telgar, ex-fellow candidate who never Impressed
Daughter - Valkrie - Weyrbrat - 13, hopeful candidate to Telgar or Nova if she can be convinced to visit her father.
Son - Dalries - Wherhandler of Brown Dalriesk - 22
Uncle V'tor - Greenrider Malrenath at Igen - 65
Aunt Salrimien - Crecheworker - 74
Appearance: Handsome in an alcoholic, psycho sort of way, there are almost always purple bags under V'kev's eyes. He's incredibly worn looking, and a few of his hairs have started to gray but surprisingly it's still a mostly deep, dark brown. His eyes are his contrast, actually full of the mischevious light that once marked his youth - so long as someone can hold his attention long enough to be shown it. They're a rather rich sapphire with flecks of a bright teal throughout them, often brought out when he's standing next to his blue dragon. His eyes when he's bored occasionally dull given as his hair will fall into his face and shade them, making them seem more blue-gray in shade, but aside from then - his eyes often remain pleasantly full of life.
He often looks pasty in complextion due to rather frequently having spent time off on his own tucked away in the kitchens as a child, and never really wanting to take a Craft. Thus, he takes on an equally boring manner of dress. Often breaking Pernese tradition and being found in simple beige tunics and brown slacks with leather riding boots, he isn't particularly interesting on the eyes. He even occasionally forgets to wear his knots of rank if he's having a particularly lazy day - not that Eriloth would ever let a person forget just what V'kev is.
V'kev has threadscore damage on his left elbow, making him often keep it bent inward at an awkward angle. To compensate, he frequently has a leather arm guard over it and tucks his thumb into the rim of his breeches to make sure that his arm is secure and not going to deliver any knowledge of his weak spot. He's incredibly insecure about weakness, after all. Equally so, it makes him look rather effeminate in his natural bodily stance, more so when one factors in that V'kev's laziness has granted him a rather bad back. He's often bent forward just slightly in a slouch unless he's riding. Thankfully, he's at the very least tall, standing at 1.8 meters (about 6').
Not to mention, being mostly an aerial support in his wing, V'kev is rather scrawny even for being a bluerider. He's got muscle, mostly in his legs and right arm, but his chest itself is rather devoid of too much. There are no godly abs to be found here, barely even bumps of what might one day be considered them if he'd get off his tailvent and do something once in awhile.
Personality: V'kev has two sides to himself that he portrays to people depending on his mood. He's not actually antisocial any longer, this dragon won't let him be, but V'kev can appear rather hard headed and rude. He's often irritated at the dragon in his head, not actually at people aroudn him, but he prefers to speak to his Eriloth with thoughts rather than words, and often is deep in conversation at all times of the day - what with Eriloth always talking his brains out. All the while, however, his eyes are usually constantly scanning the room. V'kev plays a very good mediator role given as he's rather frequently observing the nature of people around him. People intrigue him, and while he's never really one to start conversations, he's usually the kind of person people naturally just start talking to - about everything. V'kev just is a good listener, and he enjoys listening to people at that so anything absolutely anyone wants to tell him - he'll pleasantly sit there and listen to.
He isn't judgemental either, though he does happen to be quite the mother hen. He's always having to act like a mum, both to his baby girl and his dragon. "Don't do that!" probably the most common phrase to hear him sputter at people, as he's always compulsively worrying about people. It makes him extra attentive when he's enduring Threadfall thankfully. He's almost constantly paying his utmost attention and accessing damage potiential of particular strands and where it'll move to based on the way the wind is moving. He's got good eyes, at least currently, and he's proud of them. Combining these traits, he's fairly good at being a back up leader of sorts, doing what he can to aid in organizing simple events.
However, notedly he's a terrible Searchrider and rarely ever does the task. V'kev willingly would lie and say that just about anybody was suited for a dragon given his background, and through such - not to mention his natural skill of reading people - he'll often land himself jobs of playing tricks on people or manipulating them (though at the very least, rarely ever has he actually managed to get himself caught in the act!) He's not particularly fond of playing pranks on people or lying any longer now that he has to be "responsible" (something he fails at) but occasionally he can't help himself if someone has particularly annoyed him that day to just give them a hint at passive aggressive retaliation.
Laziness is his biggest weakness, however. When he's given a task he thinks he can put off, he will put it off for about as long as he can. He's a horrible procrastinator. If he doesn't have someone around to keep him on task, well - the task can wait... a turn or five, right? Emergency action tends to be delayed on his end, but he'll get there eventually. He's lazy, but he isn't unreliable.
History: Born as Valklarikev, to a lovely brunette woman named Klarevian, Valklarikev was never expected to go far. He was considered an accident child, as while a Queen took to the Skies, his father had gotten a tiny bit "flustered" and sought out the drudge woman who had "catered so nicely to his needs" the last time. Out of such joining, came the boy who was assumed to naturally have a lower intelligence (though even more fingers were pointed to Valklarikev's brother Kalkler). Kalkler had been incredibly quiet since birth, rather refusing make eye contact and play with the other boys, and imitating this behavior, Valklarikev learned at a young age to be very antisocial and in fact appeared to be rather autistic despite the fact that he was faking it. The fact that he was assumed to account for nothing, appearing mentally handicapped, made his upbringing one littered with ridicule.
Kalkler rarely wanted anything to do with his younger brother, however, and ever moreso when he moved on in his life to become K'ler of Green Malroith. Malroith happened to encourage V'kev's brother to become more social - but K'ler was now of a higher social standing than his assumed stupid drudge-condemned brother. K'ler stopped even associating with his younger brother if at all possible, and V'kev barely remembers those years, given as he was so much younger - mostly V'kev only remembers his brother saying they couldn't play together anymore because K'ler had lessons to go to.
Before even becoming a weyrling, V'kev hated lessons. All the kids wanted to be fancy and have dragons and attend. V'kev of course wasn't allowed to play with the kids who were positive they would be candidates, a natural divide forming early on between the children who had great people skills, were strong, or even just particularly handsome versus just-some-brat-who-popped-out-of-a-kitchen-girl. V'kev even had to watch as his brother got all the girls suddenly when before he'd been worthless!
So V'kev made a decision to himself, he was going to try his hardest to bulk up and prove that he could Stand too, and a dragon was going to like him! --- He failed somewhat miserably considering the mind is what matters, not the size of the body mass, but ah- the lengths young boys go through to look cool...
Excercise, he managed to get fairly fast on his feet but speed was perhaps the only saving grace the poor boy had - perfect, some liked to tease, for "running errands" and "getting the meat they'd need for their dragons when they Impressed". Not taking well to being teased so thoroughly, V'kev even managed to give up working out, happening merely to just seem to get skinnier and skinnier the more he boosted his metabolism. Though it was through this constant dilemma that when V'kev was 12 he managed to meet his future beloved and partner-in-crime Dalriest. She was a hopeful queenrider, as most girls tend to be even if in secret, and yet everyone in the Weyr didn't think she could possibly Impress.
Young Valklariev and Dalriest both wanted to be riders, yet both were to remain in drudgework for turns and turns, after a turn of which they spent talking and bonding to each other more and more in private - they grew incredibly close and grew fond of playing tricks on those who ever doubted them. Valklariev and Dalriest teamed up, and went together into every candidate lesson possible - quickly to find themselves branded as troublemakers considering the fact that Valklariev never really stopped lazy and Dalriest never managed to actually improve at anything. No matter what, whenever one of the duo got insulted, the other would have a tendency of playing some nasty trick on the bully who'd dared it.
Dalriest never managed to Impress and surprisingly (even to himself), Valklariev did. Heartbroken Dalriest hadn't stood a chance, too much the tomboy for a green and too little the leader for a gold. Despite Valklariev's pranks however, he had landed himself with his snotty blue, Eriloth, to which they spent the next twenty eight and onward turns madly, well...Impressed.
V'kev, however, had never expected the mental strain of lessons once he'd finally managed to get in them. Adamantly, he would not deny his lovely Dalriest attention such as K'ler had done to him, but Eriloth was nothing short of handful. Constantly the little blue, once mature, was throwing V'kev's sexual gears for a loop given as the dragon had and still does a nasty habit of flirting with everything female smaller than he was, and starting fights with those bigger. Having a heart attack every day, V'kev had to quickly manage to balance out Eriloth's abrasive and blunt personality with a mediator attitude. He also had to rather swiftly and suddenly learn that being shy and not being talkative wasn't going to get him anywhere - especially when Eriloth was having a day where he kept forgetting what dragon he'd just gotten himself into a fight with or just how much he'd eaten.
Constantly playing babysitter to even his adult blue, V'kev barely managed to have any time to himself, and though he managed to bond with his fellow weyrlings, things just didn't go well for V'kev - especially when he found himself madly in love with Darliest, something he refused to admit. He didn't want to hurt her, and moreso he didn't want to bring any children into the world which would be looked down on such as they had both been. Flightlust claims all though, and he eventually managed to have two children, the first a son who became a practically-nothing wherhandler, and then his daughter, lovely girl, who was just too young to be quite anything yet.
He eventually lost his beautiful Dalriest, weyrmate and friend, to illness when their daughter Valkrie was just five turns. It was through V'kev's absolute paranoia of his daughter falling ill that he packed up his beloved little one and did his best to finally try and get himself a way to protect her. When V'kev was told about the secret Nova Weyr, he couldn't quite resist the idea of sneaking his daughter with him. They'd managed to set up Holders, V'kev was positive he could manage to get his sweet daughter back in time with him.
As he planned, knowing he'd be traverse back soon, Thread began to fall on Telgar with a stronger wind than usual blowing that night, making the fighting duo end up in the sky - thep place where V'kev often shows that natural skill of his which makes him worthwhile to Nova. Calculating from the back, watching from slightly beneath the brownriders and calling up simple warning of where he was guessing the wind was to blow some of the strands through Eriloth, the chubby blue managed to get himself wounded fast as he had to stop to spit out a tooth from a spare firestone falling and cracking him in the snout. The distraction made Eriloth get his scars and took him out of the sky for awhile - long enough to forget that Eriloth wasn't planning initially on taking Valkrie back in time when they went. And at the risk of being deemed a troublemaker like back in his youth, V'kev has now found himself at Nova Weyr with his beloved daughter safely hidden away as a staff worker.
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Dragon Info:
Name: Eriloth
Age: 28 turns
Color: Blue
Appearance: A small blue (or so far as dragon’s come), Eriloth happens to be slightly portly. Chubby, he makes up for it in slightly larger wings and strong muscles. He just has a habit of overeating, not to mention, Eriloth has a few of his teeth missing and often he found himself in need of more appointments to the dragonhealer than most after those days fighting with Thread, simply from busting out so many! Looking oddly cute, his front two teeth are missing making him constantly seem to have a childish grin – though he often forgets that they’re broken all together. He has slight arthritis in his tail but nothing so bad that he’d ever admit it, though it makes him fairly slow at turning, precisely why he’s found himself with some threadscore on his hind left leg that’s made it very marred and a darker shade of blue which stands out. The rest of him resides in a simple teal blue that’s somewhat oily in appearance (might be the actual oil he still demands regularly like he’s a hatchling, though…)
Personality: Just like His, Eriloth is incredibly lazy, unless it comes to food. Eating is the one thing that will get this dragon off of his couch and into the sky - aside from perhaps a green girl. He's incredibly flirtatious even if he's getting up there in age, not the fastest blue around, and exceptionally orally fixated. He'll flirt with a green girl till the sun has set and until it rises again so long as she'll actually warrant him that much of her attention. He'd like to think his age has granted him the know-how on talking a lady out of the sky for him. He'd probably bite his Rider if it managed to make a lady show him a hint of attention. (V'kev often jokes Eriloth should have been a Green, but Eriloth often likes to joke that then V'kev would really have to spend more time with males than he likes - usually shutting V'kev up on the matter.)
Eriloth happens to be one to tease, and he'll willingly talk to absolutely anyone opposed to just His. He's incredibly social, often stepping in when His won't say hello to somebody and Eriloth just so happens to "know" V'kev needs to be having a conversation. Eriloth likes to get V'kev into awkward situations. V'kev - just likes to yell at him a lot. Eriloth has yet to figure out why. He can also be somewhat of the sarcastic boy, rather quickly running his headknobs to insult a higher ranking male if that male just so happened to have been any bit rude to a lady. He's chivalrous of sorts - or as V'kev might say, a bit stupid and careless. Either way one takes it, Eriloth is good at heart and in intentions - well...most of the time.
History: A young blue had come before him, but out from a rather small egg had come the chubby boy soon to be known as Eriloth. Bursting to life with eagerness and magnificence, Eriloth had thrown his weight from inside the shell and the egg and split a seam. He’d managed to get a little stuck in his tail, but with one sweep over his eyes, spotting a boy bouncing up and down as all the silly candidate’s did, Eriloth knew instantly who was meant to help him free his wing from the annoying green goo which had conspired against his brilliant entrance. With his first words, Eriloth cried out V’kevMine, your Eriloth seems to be stuck and he definitely doesn’t wish to stay in his egg any longer. The food, Mine, is not here, and I am not there… This does not work for me.[/color]
His next memory in life is V’kev’s triumphant laughter as the false candidate (very much a real candidate so far as Eriloth was concerned) ran forward with a really high pitched loud laughter Eriloth does not recall having heard since His discovered he was going to be a father – though then was slightly more psychotic in connotation and V’kev was so unbearably sad that Eriloth has the moment etched into even his mind. The second time His became a father was a lot less laughter filled and more His was exceptionally happy.
Happy like the time when Eriloth had caught his first lovely Green, a feisty one and clutchsister who was born by the name of Celriath. His bonded hadn’t been quite so happy about the affair however, something about Celriath’s rider being a male – but Eriloth was smitten and apparently Celriath was as well as he managed to catch her three turns in a row – and once caught a very young female-ridden green by the name of Harath.
He remembers going back in time, though he can't quite recall the reason for the venture accept that it was awful cold and it landed him 200 turns in the past when Thread wasn't falling, not that he particularly liked Thread all that much to begin.. After all, it'd managed to get both him and his Rider before, nasty stuff.
He does distinctly remember once incident he can't place as well which landed him with a broken tail, snapped by an angry brown who was annoyed when Eriloth informed him something about being unable to catch a Green or a Gold for a reason - his color didn't deserve it - though he denies that he was actually being mean and mostly just says that the Brown was exceptionally rude, that's all.
Clutch: Beynath by Tlanth
Hatching Order: 4th, yes.
Wing: Altair
Character Info:
Name: V’kev
Age: 42 turns born in winter of 1068
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual - Questioning Bisexuality - Flight Bi
Rank: Altair Wingrider | Bluerider | Assistant Weyrlingmaster
Location: Nova Weyr
Family:
Father V’ike– Brownrider of Rickieath at Telgar – 78
Mother Klarevian – Drudge at Telgar - 83
Brother K'ler - Greenrider of Malroith at Telgar - 49
Weyrmate Dalriest - Mother of two of his children - 43 - Kitchen Staff at Telgar, ex-fellow candidate who never Impressed
Daughter - Valkrie - Weyrbrat - 13, hopeful candidate to Telgar or Nova if she can be convinced to visit her father.
Son - Dalries - Wherhandler of Brown Dalriesk - 22
Uncle V'tor - Greenrider Malrenath at Igen - 65
Aunt Salrimien - Crecheworker - 74
Appearance: Handsome in an alcoholic, psycho sort of way, there are almost always purple bags under V'kev's eyes. He's incredibly worn looking, and a few of his hairs have started to gray but surprisingly it's still a mostly deep, dark brown. His eyes are his contrast, actually full of the mischevious light that once marked his youth - so long as someone can hold his attention long enough to be shown it. They're a rather rich sapphire with flecks of a bright teal throughout them, often brought out when he's standing next to his blue dragon. His eyes when he's bored occasionally dull given as his hair will fall into his face and shade them, making them seem more blue-gray in shade, but aside from then - his eyes often remain pleasantly full of life.
He often looks pasty in complextion due to rather frequently having spent time off on his own tucked away in the kitchens as a child, and never really wanting to take a Craft. Thus, he takes on an equally boring manner of dress. Often breaking Pernese tradition and being found in simple beige tunics and brown slacks with leather riding boots, he isn't particularly interesting on the eyes. He even occasionally forgets to wear his knots of rank if he's having a particularly lazy day - not that Eriloth would ever let a person forget just what V'kev is.
V'kev has threadscore damage on his left elbow, making him often keep it bent inward at an awkward angle. To compensate, he frequently has a leather arm guard over it and tucks his thumb into the rim of his breeches to make sure that his arm is secure and not going to deliver any knowledge of his weak spot. He's incredibly insecure about weakness, after all. Equally so, it makes him look rather effeminate in his natural bodily stance, more so when one factors in that V'kev's laziness has granted him a rather bad back. He's often bent forward just slightly in a slouch unless he's riding. Thankfully, he's at the very least tall, standing at 1.8 meters (about 6').
Not to mention, being mostly an aerial support in his wing, V'kev is rather scrawny even for being a bluerider. He's got muscle, mostly in his legs and right arm, but his chest itself is rather devoid of too much. There are no godly abs to be found here, barely even bumps of what might one day be considered them if he'd get off his tailvent and do something once in awhile.
Personality: V'kev has two sides to himself that he portrays to people depending on his mood. He's not actually antisocial any longer, this dragon won't let him be, but V'kev can appear rather hard headed and rude. He's often irritated at the dragon in his head, not actually at people aroudn him, but he prefers to speak to his Eriloth with thoughts rather than words, and often is deep in conversation at all times of the day - what with Eriloth always talking his brains out. All the while, however, his eyes are usually constantly scanning the room. V'kev plays a very good mediator role given as he's rather frequently observing the nature of people around him. People intrigue him, and while he's never really one to start conversations, he's usually the kind of person people naturally just start talking to - about everything. V'kev just is a good listener, and he enjoys listening to people at that so anything absolutely anyone wants to tell him - he'll pleasantly sit there and listen to.
He isn't judgemental either, though he does happen to be quite the mother hen. He's always having to act like a mum, both to his baby girl and his dragon. "Don't do that!" probably the most common phrase to hear him sputter at people, as he's always compulsively worrying about people. It makes him extra attentive when he's enduring Threadfall thankfully. He's almost constantly paying his utmost attention and accessing damage potiential of particular strands and where it'll move to based on the way the wind is moving. He's got good eyes, at least currently, and he's proud of them. Combining these traits, he's fairly good at being a back up leader of sorts, doing what he can to aid in organizing simple events.
However, notedly he's a terrible Searchrider and rarely ever does the task. V'kev willingly would lie and say that just about anybody was suited for a dragon given his background, and through such - not to mention his natural skill of reading people - he'll often land himself jobs of playing tricks on people or manipulating them (though at the very least, rarely ever has he actually managed to get himself caught in the act!) He's not particularly fond of playing pranks on people or lying any longer now that he has to be "responsible" (something he fails at) but occasionally he can't help himself if someone has particularly annoyed him that day to just give them a hint at passive aggressive retaliation.
Laziness is his biggest weakness, however. When he's given a task he thinks he can put off, he will put it off for about as long as he can. He's a horrible procrastinator. If he doesn't have someone around to keep him on task, well - the task can wait... a turn or five, right? Emergency action tends to be delayed on his end, but he'll get there eventually. He's lazy, but he isn't unreliable.
History: Born as Valklarikev, to a lovely brunette woman named Klarevian, Valklarikev was never expected to go far. He was considered an accident child, as while a Queen took to the Skies, his father had gotten a tiny bit "flustered" and sought out the drudge woman who had "catered so nicely to his needs" the last time. Out of such joining, came the boy who was assumed to naturally have a lower intelligence (though even more fingers were pointed to Valklarikev's brother Kalkler). Kalkler had been incredibly quiet since birth, rather refusing make eye contact and play with the other boys, and imitating this behavior, Valklarikev learned at a young age to be very antisocial and in fact appeared to be rather autistic despite the fact that he was faking it. The fact that he was assumed to account for nothing, appearing mentally handicapped, made his upbringing one littered with ridicule.
Kalkler rarely wanted anything to do with his younger brother, however, and ever moreso when he moved on in his life to become K'ler of Green Malroith. Malroith happened to encourage V'kev's brother to become more social - but K'ler was now of a higher social standing than his assumed stupid drudge-condemned brother. K'ler stopped even associating with his younger brother if at all possible, and V'kev barely remembers those years, given as he was so much younger - mostly V'kev only remembers his brother saying they couldn't play together anymore because K'ler had lessons to go to.
Before even becoming a weyrling, V'kev hated lessons. All the kids wanted to be fancy and have dragons and attend. V'kev of course wasn't allowed to play with the kids who were positive they would be candidates, a natural divide forming early on between the children who had great people skills, were strong, or even just particularly handsome versus just-some-brat-who-popped-out-of-a-kitchen-girl. V'kev even had to watch as his brother got all the girls suddenly when before he'd been worthless!
So V'kev made a decision to himself, he was going to try his hardest to bulk up and prove that he could Stand too, and a dragon was going to like him! --- He failed somewhat miserably considering the mind is what matters, not the size of the body mass, but ah- the lengths young boys go through to look cool...
Excercise, he managed to get fairly fast on his feet but speed was perhaps the only saving grace the poor boy had - perfect, some liked to tease, for "running errands" and "getting the meat they'd need for their dragons when they Impressed". Not taking well to being teased so thoroughly, V'kev even managed to give up working out, happening merely to just seem to get skinnier and skinnier the more he boosted his metabolism. Though it was through this constant dilemma that when V'kev was 12 he managed to meet his future beloved and partner-in-crime Dalriest. She was a hopeful queenrider, as most girls tend to be even if in secret, and yet everyone in the Weyr didn't think she could possibly Impress.
Young Valklariev and Dalriest both wanted to be riders, yet both were to remain in drudgework for turns and turns, after a turn of which they spent talking and bonding to each other more and more in private - they grew incredibly close and grew fond of playing tricks on those who ever doubted them. Valklariev and Dalriest teamed up, and went together into every candidate lesson possible - quickly to find themselves branded as troublemakers considering the fact that Valklariev never really stopped lazy and Dalriest never managed to actually improve at anything. No matter what, whenever one of the duo got insulted, the other would have a tendency of playing some nasty trick on the bully who'd dared it.
Dalriest never managed to Impress and surprisingly (even to himself), Valklariev did. Heartbroken Dalriest hadn't stood a chance, too much the tomboy for a green and too little the leader for a gold. Despite Valklariev's pranks however, he had landed himself with his snotty blue, Eriloth, to which they spent the next twenty eight and onward turns madly, well...Impressed.
V'kev, however, had never expected the mental strain of lessons once he'd finally managed to get in them. Adamantly, he would not deny his lovely Dalriest attention such as K'ler had done to him, but Eriloth was nothing short of handful. Constantly the little blue, once mature, was throwing V'kev's sexual gears for a loop given as the dragon had and still does a nasty habit of flirting with everything female smaller than he was, and starting fights with those bigger. Having a heart attack every day, V'kev had to quickly manage to balance out Eriloth's abrasive and blunt personality with a mediator attitude. He also had to rather swiftly and suddenly learn that being shy and not being talkative wasn't going to get him anywhere - especially when Eriloth was having a day where he kept forgetting what dragon he'd just gotten himself into a fight with or just how much he'd eaten.
Constantly playing babysitter to even his adult blue, V'kev barely managed to have any time to himself, and though he managed to bond with his fellow weyrlings, things just didn't go well for V'kev - especially when he found himself madly in love with Darliest, something he refused to admit. He didn't want to hurt her, and moreso he didn't want to bring any children into the world which would be looked down on such as they had both been. Flightlust claims all though, and he eventually managed to have two children, the first a son who became a practically-nothing wherhandler, and then his daughter, lovely girl, who was just too young to be quite anything yet.
He eventually lost his beautiful Dalriest, weyrmate and friend, to illness when their daughter Valkrie was just five turns. It was through V'kev's absolute paranoia of his daughter falling ill that he packed up his beloved little one and did his best to finally try and get himself a way to protect her. When V'kev was told about the secret Nova Weyr, he couldn't quite resist the idea of sneaking his daughter with him. They'd managed to set up Holders, V'kev was positive he could manage to get his sweet daughter back in time with him.
As he planned, knowing he'd be traverse back soon, Thread began to fall on Telgar with a stronger wind than usual blowing that night, making the fighting duo end up in the sky - thep place where V'kev often shows that natural skill of his which makes him worthwhile to Nova. Calculating from the back, watching from slightly beneath the brownriders and calling up simple warning of where he was guessing the wind was to blow some of the strands through Eriloth, the chubby blue managed to get himself wounded fast as he had to stop to spit out a tooth from a spare firestone falling and cracking him in the snout. The distraction made Eriloth get his scars and took him out of the sky for awhile - long enough to forget that Eriloth wasn't planning initially on taking Valkrie back in time when they went. And at the risk of being deemed a troublemaker like back in his youth, V'kev has now found himself at Nova Weyr with his beloved daughter safely hidden away as a staff worker.
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Dragon Info:
Name: Eriloth
Age: 28 turns
Color: Blue
Appearance: A small blue (or so far as dragon’s come), Eriloth happens to be slightly portly. Chubby, he makes up for it in slightly larger wings and strong muscles. He just has a habit of overeating, not to mention, Eriloth has a few of his teeth missing and often he found himself in need of more appointments to the dragonhealer than most after those days fighting with Thread, simply from busting out so many! Looking oddly cute, his front two teeth are missing making him constantly seem to have a childish grin – though he often forgets that they’re broken all together. He has slight arthritis in his tail but nothing so bad that he’d ever admit it, though it makes him fairly slow at turning, precisely why he’s found himself with some threadscore on his hind left leg that’s made it very marred and a darker shade of blue which stands out. The rest of him resides in a simple teal blue that’s somewhat oily in appearance (might be the actual oil he still demands regularly like he’s a hatchling, though…)
Personality: Just like His, Eriloth is incredibly lazy, unless it comes to food. Eating is the one thing that will get this dragon off of his couch and into the sky - aside from perhaps a green girl. He's incredibly flirtatious even if he's getting up there in age, not the fastest blue around, and exceptionally orally fixated. He'll flirt with a green girl till the sun has set and until it rises again so long as she'll actually warrant him that much of her attention. He'd like to think his age has granted him the know-how on talking a lady out of the sky for him. He'd probably bite his Rider if it managed to make a lady show him a hint of attention. (V'kev often jokes Eriloth should have been a Green, but Eriloth often likes to joke that then V'kev would really have to spend more time with males than he likes - usually shutting V'kev up on the matter.)
Eriloth happens to be one to tease, and he'll willingly talk to absolutely anyone opposed to just His. He's incredibly social, often stepping in when His won't say hello to somebody and Eriloth just so happens to "know" V'kev needs to be having a conversation. Eriloth likes to get V'kev into awkward situations. V'kev - just likes to yell at him a lot. Eriloth has yet to figure out why. He can also be somewhat of the sarcastic boy, rather quickly running his headknobs to insult a higher ranking male if that male just so happened to have been any bit rude to a lady. He's chivalrous of sorts - or as V'kev might say, a bit stupid and careless. Either way one takes it, Eriloth is good at heart and in intentions - well...most of the time.
History: A young blue had come before him, but out from a rather small egg had come the chubby boy soon to be known as Eriloth. Bursting to life with eagerness and magnificence, Eriloth had thrown his weight from inside the shell and the egg and split a seam. He’d managed to get a little stuck in his tail, but with one sweep over his eyes, spotting a boy bouncing up and down as all the silly candidate’s did, Eriloth knew instantly who was meant to help him free his wing from the annoying green goo which had conspired against his brilliant entrance. With his first words, Eriloth cried out V’kevMine, your Eriloth seems to be stuck and he definitely doesn’t wish to stay in his egg any longer. The food, Mine, is not here, and I am not there… This does not work for me.[/color]
His next memory in life is V’kev’s triumphant laughter as the false candidate (very much a real candidate so far as Eriloth was concerned) ran forward with a really high pitched loud laughter Eriloth does not recall having heard since His discovered he was going to be a father – though then was slightly more psychotic in connotation and V’kev was so unbearably sad that Eriloth has the moment etched into even his mind. The second time His became a father was a lot less laughter filled and more His was exceptionally happy.
Happy like the time when Eriloth had caught his first lovely Green, a feisty one and clutchsister who was born by the name of Celriath. His bonded hadn’t been quite so happy about the affair however, something about Celriath’s rider being a male – but Eriloth was smitten and apparently Celriath was as well as he managed to catch her three turns in a row – and once caught a very young female-ridden green by the name of Harath.
He remembers going back in time, though he can't quite recall the reason for the venture accept that it was awful cold and it landed him 200 turns in the past when Thread wasn't falling, not that he particularly liked Thread all that much to begin.. After all, it'd managed to get both him and his Rider before, nasty stuff.
He does distinctly remember once incident he can't place as well which landed him with a broken tail, snapped by an angry brown who was annoyed when Eriloth informed him something about being unable to catch a Green or a Gold for a reason - his color didn't deserve it - though he denies that he was actually being mean and mostly just says that the Brown was exceptionally rude, that's all.
Clutch: Beynath by Tlanth
Hatching Order: 4th, yes.
Wing: Altair
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