Post by Kouga on Sept 25, 2006 18:54:07 GMT -5
Name: Quend
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Father: Vensa; deceased at 45; Trader
Mother: Henda; deceased at 20; Trader
Half Brother: Venfa; 10; Rosuto Weyr; Weyrbrat
Half Sister: Bensa; 6; Rosuto Weyr; Weyrbrat
Short Description: Quend is nearly 5’ 3” and growing rather slowly; he weighs about 105 pounds most of it muscle. His hair is cropped to the top of his ears and is brown; his eyes are a hazel color; and his skin is rather darkly tanned. His typical dress is long hide pants, boots, a belt, his belt knife, and usually a bow and quiver of arrows.
Short Personality: Quend is rather good at bargaining, weather it be in the process of buying and selling good or making his punishment shorter or less severe, he just seams to have a way with words. He seems to have a problem with female figures in authority, but that is probably a result of the way his second mother treated him.
Short History: Quend was born to two traders in a caravan, but his mother died not long after his birth due to blood loss leaving his father to raise him. With only a father Quend’s childhood was interesting to say the least. No mother figure meant that there was no one there to tell Vensa /not/ to train him with a belt knife and bow so early in life. So at the age of 6 his farther gave him his first belt knife and bow and started teaching him how to use both so that he could help the adults hunt. He soon became rather adept with his bow and arrows, but he still is not the best with his knife.
When Quend was 7 turns old his father remarried to another woman in another caravan by the name of Johera. She was not to nice to Quend, often scolding him for things that he had always done or for the fact that he wasn’t doing something /her/ way. Eventually it just drove Quend to hate her, and it even prejudged him against most women.
For 6 turns Quend suffered under this until he was luckily rescued from his half siblings and ‘second mother’ by a sweep rider. A blue in a party out on sweep searched him, and he was taken with the group back to Fort Weyr where he stayed for only a few seven days, before being transferred again.
Arriving at Igen Weyr he was a bit unsure about all of this, but he was equally glad he had Nosa-the canine he had been given by his father tree turns early to help his hunt-with him. If it hadn’t been for the canine Quend might not have made it to the hatching without driving him self to fits over having to stay put so much. The only problem is that with the hatching over he is once more going up the wall with having to stay inside the Weyr. The only thing that keeps him from setting off with a caravan is that he would have to leave the only family he has left to do that, his two half siblings who actually came in with his old trader group the night after the hatching.
Pet-1: Nosa – Nosa is a rather large three turn old canine standing about 3’ at the shoulder. His pelt is black in color and naturally has a shine to it nearly all the time. His right feet, fore and hind, are covered in white socks and his eyes are ringed in that same white, and to top it off his ears are tipped in white as well. His tongue and the pads of his paws are black and his eyes are brown. He is curious like most canines and likes to roam around and explore where ever he is. He also seams to have an affinity for bothering other animals, and he likes to try and play with any dragons and firelizards he can find.
Dragon name & color: None, but he is a candidates so he will need preferences when he is adopted.
Special: None
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Father: Vensa; deceased at 45; Trader
Mother: Henda; deceased at 20; Trader
Half Brother: Venfa; 10; Rosuto Weyr; Weyrbrat
Half Sister: Bensa; 6; Rosuto Weyr; Weyrbrat
Short Description: Quend is nearly 5’ 3” and growing rather slowly; he weighs about 105 pounds most of it muscle. His hair is cropped to the top of his ears and is brown; his eyes are a hazel color; and his skin is rather darkly tanned. His typical dress is long hide pants, boots, a belt, his belt knife, and usually a bow and quiver of arrows.
Short Personality: Quend is rather good at bargaining, weather it be in the process of buying and selling good or making his punishment shorter or less severe, he just seams to have a way with words. He seems to have a problem with female figures in authority, but that is probably a result of the way his second mother treated him.
Short History: Quend was born to two traders in a caravan, but his mother died not long after his birth due to blood loss leaving his father to raise him. With only a father Quend’s childhood was interesting to say the least. No mother figure meant that there was no one there to tell Vensa /not/ to train him with a belt knife and bow so early in life. So at the age of 6 his farther gave him his first belt knife and bow and started teaching him how to use both so that he could help the adults hunt. He soon became rather adept with his bow and arrows, but he still is not the best with his knife.
When Quend was 7 turns old his father remarried to another woman in another caravan by the name of Johera. She was not to nice to Quend, often scolding him for things that he had always done or for the fact that he wasn’t doing something /her/ way. Eventually it just drove Quend to hate her, and it even prejudged him against most women.
For 6 turns Quend suffered under this until he was luckily rescued from his half siblings and ‘second mother’ by a sweep rider. A blue in a party out on sweep searched him, and he was taken with the group back to Fort Weyr where he stayed for only a few seven days, before being transferred again.
Arriving at Igen Weyr he was a bit unsure about all of this, but he was equally glad he had Nosa-the canine he had been given by his father tree turns early to help his hunt-with him. If it hadn’t been for the canine Quend might not have made it to the hatching without driving him self to fits over having to stay put so much. The only problem is that with the hatching over he is once more going up the wall with having to stay inside the Weyr. The only thing that keeps him from setting off with a caravan is that he would have to leave the only family he has left to do that, his two half siblings who actually came in with his old trader group the night after the hatching.
Pet-1: Nosa – Nosa is a rather large three turn old canine standing about 3’ at the shoulder. His pelt is black in color and naturally has a shine to it nearly all the time. His right feet, fore and hind, are covered in white socks and his eyes are ringed in that same white, and to top it off his ears are tipped in white as well. His tongue and the pads of his paws are black and his eyes are brown. He is curious like most canines and likes to roam around and explore where ever he is. He also seams to have an affinity for bothering other animals, and he likes to try and play with any dragons and firelizards he can find.
Dragon name & color: None, but he is a candidates so he will need preferences when he is adopted.
Special: None