Post by izzie on Aug 30, 2011 18:54:39 GMT -5
u s e r n a m e → Izzums!
c h a r a c t e r → First <3
n a m e → A'rys (formerly Aderys)
a g e → 21
b o r n → Spring
g e n d e r → Male
s e x u a l i t y → Homosexual
r a n k → Redrider, weyrlingmaster
w i n g → Silent Stars Wing (Jr. Weyrlings)
s t a t u s → Healthy
p l a y b y → ADRIEN BRODY.
a p p e a r a n c e →
p e r s o n a l i t y →
h i s t o r y →
f a m i l y →
Cadmael ; father, healer
Ryssan ; elder half-brother, possibly dragonrider/wherhandler
c h a r a c t e r → First <3
n a m e → A'rys (formerly Aderys)
a g e → 21
b o r n → Spring
g e n d e r → Male
s e x u a l i t y → Homosexual
r a n k → Redrider, weyrlingmaster
w i n g → Silent Stars Wing (Jr. Weyrlings)
s t a t u s → Healthy
p l a y b y → ADRIEN BRODY.
a p p e a r a n c e →
[/justify]A'rys is probably not the definition of "conventionally handsome," with his sharp features and lanky frame. His long, prominent nose is slightly crooked, having been broken once in his childhood and a second time years later, and his narrow face is framed by wisps of the dark hair common among the Pernese. His eyes, however, are an interesting hazel-green color that proves to be rather attractive. His smile, also, is a tad lopsided, yet surprisingly sweet and endearing. He's a good height, around six feet, but his height and weight are not exactly proportionate. He has the body frame of a crane, that is, tall and reedy. A'rys isn't weak, per se; he has a certain degree of lean muscle on him, but he is by no means the burliest man at Solace Weyr.
In terms of dress, A'rys is very methodical and practical. He has no patience for extra frills or fancy patterns, he only wants to get the job done. As such, he sticks to basic colors and very stark designs, avoiding things he dubs "too fancy," even if those prettier things might look more flattering on him. He's not what you'd call fashion-conscious at all, and tends to look plainer and shabbier than other people, since he doesn't replace his clothes until they've seen their absolute last days.
For such a pragmatist, though, he's oddly good at affecting the "sad-eyed puppy" expression.
p e r s o n a l i t y →
[/justify]Given his pragmatic appearance, one might not believe at first that A'rys is, in fact, quite the idealist. He hopes that there might one day be some form of peace, even tentative, between Solace and the other weyrs of Pern, even if, practically speaking, he knows it's unlikely. He likes to believe that everything will run smoothly and that people won't get hurt. Of course, given that he lives in a weyr founded on terrorism, all of this is easier said than done. Over the course of his life, he's started to suppress his hopefulness and focus on the practical trappings of every situation. By this point, at the age of twenty one turns, he's started to become more cynical, but there's still a little glimmer of idealism inside him.
Passionate and determined, A'rys is an eminently reliable young man. His trustworthiness has never been in question -- if he says he'll do something, he will, and it's as simple as that. For a man barely more than twenty turns old, he takes commitments remarkably seriously, which of course leads him into situations like teaching a traumatized weyrling class with less than a turn's worth of training under his belt. He may be an idealist, but he's a sensible one, and his dedication and practicality balance well with Braith's maternal nature. Regarding his sense of humor, A'rys has been known to say things that many could find a bit... off. For some reason he thinks that joking about dangerous things will make them less intimidating, and this has led to his developing a very blunt, dark humor. He doesn't intend to make things worse, but how else are you supposed to take a comment like "don't do that or you'll get lost and eaten by wild whers"?
When it comes to himself, he's very critical. Always a perfectionist, he fears failure in all its forms. (Apparently, no one ever told A'rys that everyone makes mistakes.) He worries that he'll be a terrible weyrlingmaster, or that he'll do something stupid in a threadfall and get Braith and himself -- maybe even others -- killed. And that's another thing about A'rys. He has a protective streak a mile wide, just waiting for someone to endager anyone or anything he cares for. If there's one thing his future students can count on, it's that, in spite of his eccentricities, he'll be damned if he lets any harm come to them.
h i s t o r y →
[/justify]Once upon a time, there was a greenrider named Lerysa, who was a wild, outgoing woman with no intention of ever settling down. She'd had one son, a boy named Ryssan, through a flight, and -- like most women -- continued her duties as a dragonrider while her son was raised by the crechemothers. And for a while, it seemed like Lerysa's life was going according to plan, until, one threadfall, she and her dragon were briefly distracted. The result of this moment of inattention was a nasty thread score down Lerysa's back and side.
Though her dragon betweened, killing the thread, the wound was already severe, and she was forced to spend some time in the infirmary, recovering. That was where she met Cadmael.
He was a journeyman healer, and over the time Lerysa was in the infirmary, the two of them developed a mutual fondness for each other. This fondness eventually blossomed into love, and led to the birth of a little boy they named Aderys -- but there were complications during his birth, and Lerysa passed away a few days later. So like his half-brother, Aderys grew up in the creche area, though Ryssan had a degree of resentment toward his little sibling. Cadmael visited when the infirmary wasn't too busy, but largely, Aderys was raised by the crechemothers with the other children of the Weyr. A helpful, reliable boy, he could often be found picking up the damage left in the wake of a certain younger boy named Eloghanan.
At the age of twelve, Aderys became a candidate, his mind swimming with possibilities. What kind of dragon would be his bonded? A green, maybe, like he'd heard his mother had; or perhaps a blue, or a brown. The golds and silvers wouldn't want him, and he had only seen a few coppers in all of the Weyr. (After a few brief infatuations with several of his decidedly male fellow candidates, he figured that he wouldn't be Impressing any bronzes or irons.)
Aderys spent the next seven turns attending one hatching after another. None of the hatchlings chose him.
He saw many younger children begin their candidacy and Impress before him; before long, he found himself approaching the upper age limit of dragon candidacy. Still something of an optimist, he switched gears and just hoped to Impress a wher instead of a dragon. Nevertheless, now nineteen turns old, he attended the hatching of Weyrqueen Grenth's clutch, knowing it would probably be the last dragon hatching he was allowed to Stand for.
The hatching began familiarly. A few greens hatched, a blue, a brown. None of them took much notice of him. Then, around the midway point of the hatching, an orange-speckled brown egg near Grenth's tail began to crack open. The shell fell away to reveal a small scarlet hatchling with big blue eyes and sunny yellow markings, who shook herself and began to look amicably over the candidates.
Hmm... no, not here... chin up, your chance will come around... ah! Excuse me, dears. There you are, A'rys. I hope you weren't trying to hide from your Braith.
A gold and a female copper hatched that day as well, but while everyone else was watching the two queens, the newly-named A'rys was more entranced with his red. He and Braith became weyrlings, attending lessons for the next turn and a half. When the time came to graduate, though, and his classmates were preparing for a life fighting thread and defending the Weyr, A'rys took a somewhat different route; he decided that he wanted to be a weyrlingmaster.
So, when his class graduated, he began learning how to teach future generations of weyrlings how to train their dragons. Everything went well for some months, and then disaster struck -- the head weyrlingmaster died, leaving everyone with a lot of confusion over who would be left in charge of the weyrlings of Grenth's upcoming clutch. A'rys, who was not at all intending to be teaching a class so soon, found himself obligated to educate the Weyrqueen's children and their riders. Being a reliable young man, he accepted, but he's not so confident that he can be a good teacher.
Only time will tell.
f a m i l y →
Cadmael ; father, healer
Ryssan ; elder half-brother, possibly dragonrider/wherhandler
