Post by S'ren and Kasalith on Jul 11, 2010 21:09:42 GMT -5
Dragonrider Application
Name: Soren
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Homosexual
Rank Wingrider
Physical Description
Soren is 5'8" which is relatively short, but given his father's height of only 5'7" he could have come off worse. Soren loves nature so his skin is quite tan from long hours in the sun. His hair is thick and full or dark curls. It used to reach his shoulders, but he cut a few inches off so that it no longer hangs against skin. Soren's eyes are dark green and very expressive. They seem to shine when he laughs and glows with warmth when he smiles. His lips are thin and pink. Although he usually takes a few minutes in the morning to shave, lately he's been seen wandering about with a shadow of facial hair along his jaw. It makes him appear older than he is, which he doesn't consider to be a horrible thing.
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Celebrity Name for Face Claim Orlando Bloom
Character Personality:
If you're ever in a foul mood, Soren is the person to call. He loves making others laugh. He's a bit of a goof at social gatherings and is usually the first person on the dance floor during large dances. He creates laughter wherever he goes. Soren doesn't seem to have a mean bone in his body. He befriends anyone who wishes to befriend him, yet like any normal man, he has made a few enemies. He doesn't go out of his way to make people like him. You either do or you don't.
Soren loves to use sarcasm. It's his way to liven the mood whenever things get too tense or if he feels uncomfortable. People who don't know him may take it the wrong way, but he means no harm by it.
There are times when Soren does settle down and gets serious. Impressing his dragon Kasalith changed the way he viewed the world. For the first time in his life he was responsible for more than himself. He learned how to be gentle during the weeks that followed. He cared for Kasalith like he had never before. He oiled her hide and massaged her aching wings. At night he soothed her fears when she was frightened. He loved her like he'd never loved anything, or anyone else. Because of their bond Soren is a better, more patient and gentle man.
Soren is perhaps one of the more feminine males in Dragon Weyr. He's proud of his sexuality and isn't afraid to show it. He enjoys 'girly' things like arranging flowers and writing poems. Those in the hold may even see him with a floral tiara on his head. The young female harpers love draping them on his head when he passes through. He doesn't mind much at all.
Character Background:
Soren was raised in Ista Hold by his mother Coral, her two sisters and their teen daughters. As you can tell, he was surrounded by females at all times of the day. His father, his mother told him, had fallen in love with a dragonrider at Ista Weyr during a period of dragonlust and hadn't returned since. A scoundrel. That's what his mother liked to call her husband on occasion. Didn't he know that those dragonrider females didn't care about settling down?
Soren was seven turns old when he swore to hate all men simply because his mother hated them.
His mother was a Master Harper and she would spend several hours composing poems and songs for the next huge gathering in the Hold. Soren fell in love with the art. His mother saw his love for it and trained him as best as she could to follow in her shoes.
Soren was 13 turns when he had his first kiss. He'd just performed a piece for a large party the night after the gold Queen's flight. It was a large celebration and excitement lingered in the air. He was packing his things away when he was shoved down by one of the hold boys. The kiss was quick, simple but lasting. It ended before it really began, but Soren was left laying there, his eyes wide and his heart throbbing in his chest. He didn't understand what had just happened. He knew he should be anger, but he couldn't muster the energy to yell. He never told anyone about that night.
Five turns later he finally met his father. He was out with his mother when the man happened upon them in the market. He confronted Coral and then turned his gaze upon Soren. It was his time to impress. He'd been searched. Soren didn't fully understand. His mother had shielded him from the life of the dragonfolk. She would have pummeled the man to death had Soren not stopped her from grabbing the loaf of wheat bread from her basket. He agreed to go along with his father. Although his hatred for his father was still very much a part of him, he was curious about the dragons. He'd never dare tell his mother out of fear of alienation.
Soren failed to impress a dragon during his first attempt. His father, who had become rather close to him over the course of a few weeks, assured him that it was common and that he should try once more.
A year later Soren tried again and once again he failed. Crestfallen and a bit put off, he threw himself back into the life of a Harper. He visited the Weyr often and learned what he could just incase he impressed. It was during his third attempt that he impressed Kasalith, a jade green dragon. The meeting was the beginning of something new. With Kasalith's support he began to explore his sexuality and finally open up to the fact that he was, in fact, gay.
Six turns later S'ren and Kasalith have been inseperable. When the meteors began to plummet their lands it wasn't a hard decision on S'ren part to leave Ista Weyr. With his mother and his father, they took to the skies and with the other dragon riders, landed in Dragon Weyr relatively unscatched.
Dragon
Dragon name: Kasalith
Dragon color & appearance: ade Green - Kasalith's coat gleams bright against the dull coats of her peers. Her hide cuts the light and creates a light display that keeps S'ren entertained for hours. Her coat is smooth to the touch due to S'ren's tender care and attention. Although she's small, she appears large due to her large personality.
Dragon age: 7 Turns Gold Aemerath and Bronze Bozarath
Dragon personality:
Kasalith is confident, snappy and loud. She loves being the center of attention. You may say she's the younger sister to the other older male dragons. She likes to cuddle and wrap her tail around any attactive male dragon. Like S'ren she can be a handful, but at the end of the day she's a faithful and caring soulmate to her dearest S'ren.
Roleplay Sample
So sweet and beautiful in the same.
A love grew wild, uneasy to tame.
No one could stop it, no one to blame.
A spark ignited into a flame.
Tucked away in his weyr, his body illuminated by the faint light of a burning candle, S'ren wrote these words on a bit of parchment. His hand writing was messy because the hour was late, yet he could not sleep. His mind was reeling too much to slumber, his body too heated by a fire that he could not extinguish on his own this night. So instead he wrote what he felt. Would it help him rest? It was sure it would not, but it helped ease his mind.
A mind filled with visions of his yellow hair , the sharpness of his strong chin, the perfect angle of his nose. And those lips. Damn them. How he yearned to have them caress the soft curves of his neck downward to his collarbone and finally to his nipples, which were taut even now as he scribbled the final 'e' to the flame that still burned within him.
"Go to him, mine." Kasalith crooned as she awakened from her restless slumber.
S'ren bit down on his nail and shook his head. "He doesn't know. He doesn't see me, Kasalith."
Kasalith grunted and then rested her head back on the floor. "He'll know you if you show him that." Her large eyes darted to the parchment.
S'ren raised his dark eyes and peered through the darkness at her. A smile rose to his lips. He shook his head and looked away. "I hate you. Do you know that?" he thought.
"I love you too, mine.
Name: Soren
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Homosexual
Rank Wingrider
Physical Description
Soren is 5'8" which is relatively short, but given his father's height of only 5'7" he could have come off worse. Soren loves nature so his skin is quite tan from long hours in the sun. His hair is thick and full or dark curls. It used to reach his shoulders, but he cut a few inches off so that it no longer hangs against skin. Soren's eyes are dark green and very expressive. They seem to shine when he laughs and glows with warmth when he smiles. His lips are thin and pink. Although he usually takes a few minutes in the morning to shave, lately he's been seen wandering about with a shadow of facial hair along his jaw. It makes him appear older than he is, which he doesn't consider to be a horrible thing.
Avatar Image
Celebrity Name for Face Claim Orlando Bloom
Character Personality:
If you're ever in a foul mood, Soren is the person to call. He loves making others laugh. He's a bit of a goof at social gatherings and is usually the first person on the dance floor during large dances. He creates laughter wherever he goes. Soren doesn't seem to have a mean bone in his body. He befriends anyone who wishes to befriend him, yet like any normal man, he has made a few enemies. He doesn't go out of his way to make people like him. You either do or you don't.
Soren loves to use sarcasm. It's his way to liven the mood whenever things get too tense or if he feels uncomfortable. People who don't know him may take it the wrong way, but he means no harm by it.
There are times when Soren does settle down and gets serious. Impressing his dragon Kasalith changed the way he viewed the world. For the first time in his life he was responsible for more than himself. He learned how to be gentle during the weeks that followed. He cared for Kasalith like he had never before. He oiled her hide and massaged her aching wings. At night he soothed her fears when she was frightened. He loved her like he'd never loved anything, or anyone else. Because of their bond Soren is a better, more patient and gentle man.
Soren is perhaps one of the more feminine males in Dragon Weyr. He's proud of his sexuality and isn't afraid to show it. He enjoys 'girly' things like arranging flowers and writing poems. Those in the hold may even see him with a floral tiara on his head. The young female harpers love draping them on his head when he passes through. He doesn't mind much at all.
Character Background:
Soren was raised in Ista Hold by his mother Coral, her two sisters and their teen daughters. As you can tell, he was surrounded by females at all times of the day. His father, his mother told him, had fallen in love with a dragonrider at Ista Weyr during a period of dragonlust and hadn't returned since. A scoundrel. That's what his mother liked to call her husband on occasion. Didn't he know that those dragonrider females didn't care about settling down?
Soren was seven turns old when he swore to hate all men simply because his mother hated them.
His mother was a Master Harper and she would spend several hours composing poems and songs for the next huge gathering in the Hold. Soren fell in love with the art. His mother saw his love for it and trained him as best as she could to follow in her shoes.
Soren was 13 turns when he had his first kiss. He'd just performed a piece for a large party the night after the gold Queen's flight. It was a large celebration and excitement lingered in the air. He was packing his things away when he was shoved down by one of the hold boys. The kiss was quick, simple but lasting. It ended before it really began, but Soren was left laying there, his eyes wide and his heart throbbing in his chest. He didn't understand what had just happened. He knew he should be anger, but he couldn't muster the energy to yell. He never told anyone about that night.
Five turns later he finally met his father. He was out with his mother when the man happened upon them in the market. He confronted Coral and then turned his gaze upon Soren. It was his time to impress. He'd been searched. Soren didn't fully understand. His mother had shielded him from the life of the dragonfolk. She would have pummeled the man to death had Soren not stopped her from grabbing the loaf of wheat bread from her basket. He agreed to go along with his father. Although his hatred for his father was still very much a part of him, he was curious about the dragons. He'd never dare tell his mother out of fear of alienation.
Soren failed to impress a dragon during his first attempt. His father, who had become rather close to him over the course of a few weeks, assured him that it was common and that he should try once more.
A year later Soren tried again and once again he failed. Crestfallen and a bit put off, he threw himself back into the life of a Harper. He visited the Weyr often and learned what he could just incase he impressed. It was during his third attempt that he impressed Kasalith, a jade green dragon. The meeting was the beginning of something new. With Kasalith's support he began to explore his sexuality and finally open up to the fact that he was, in fact, gay.
Six turns later S'ren and Kasalith have been inseperable. When the meteors began to plummet their lands it wasn't a hard decision on S'ren part to leave Ista Weyr. With his mother and his father, they took to the skies and with the other dragon riders, landed in Dragon Weyr relatively unscatched.
Dragon
Dragon name: Kasalith
Dragon color & appearance: ade Green - Kasalith's coat gleams bright against the dull coats of her peers. Her hide cuts the light and creates a light display that keeps S'ren entertained for hours. Her coat is smooth to the touch due to S'ren's tender care and attention. Although she's small, she appears large due to her large personality.
Dragon age: 7 Turns Gold Aemerath and Bronze Bozarath
Dragon personality:
Kasalith is confident, snappy and loud. She loves being the center of attention. You may say she's the younger sister to the other older male dragons. She likes to cuddle and wrap her tail around any attactive male dragon. Like S'ren she can be a handful, but at the end of the day she's a faithful and caring soulmate to her dearest S'ren.
Roleplay Sample
So sweet and beautiful in the same.
A love grew wild, uneasy to tame.
No one could stop it, no one to blame.
A spark ignited into a flame.
Tucked away in his weyr, his body illuminated by the faint light of a burning candle, S'ren wrote these words on a bit of parchment. His hand writing was messy because the hour was late, yet he could not sleep. His mind was reeling too much to slumber, his body too heated by a fire that he could not extinguish on his own this night. So instead he wrote what he felt. Would it help him rest? It was sure it would not, but it helped ease his mind.
A mind filled with visions of his yellow hair , the sharpness of his strong chin, the perfect angle of his nose. And those lips. Damn them. How he yearned to have them caress the soft curves of his neck downward to his collarbone and finally to his nipples, which were taut even now as he scribbled the final 'e' to the flame that still burned within him.
"Go to him, mine." Kasalith crooned as she awakened from her restless slumber.
S'ren bit down on his nail and shook his head. "He doesn't know. He doesn't see me, Kasalith."
Kasalith grunted and then rested her head back on the floor. "He'll know you if you show him that." Her large eyes darted to the parchment.
S'ren raised his dark eyes and peered through the darkness at her. A smile rose to his lips. He shook his head and looked away. "I hate you. Do you know that?" he thought.
"I love you too, mine.
