Post by Kouga on Sept 25, 2006 18:55:10 GMT -5
Name: Dersa
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexuality:
Mother: Versa, deceased at 31 in disease, Holder
Father: Defre, deceased at 35 in disease, Holder
Brother: Dfrsao, 8, Heir over Heerba –a minor hold in Mikomi’s area, he will take over when he turns 16 until then the hold’s steward is in charge-
Sister: Vsare, 2, Heerba, Holdbrat
Half Brother – Father: D’ven, 14, Mikomi Weyr, Rider of brown Quenth
Half Sister – Mother: Vecre, deceased at13 in disease, Apprentice Smith
Half Brother – Mother: Joka, 10, Heerba, Holdbrat
Half Brother – Father: Dergen, deceased at 9 in disease, Holdbrat
Half Brother – Mother: Jerzo, 5, Heerba, Holdbrat –He is color blind from his bout with the disease—
Half Brother – Father: Defen, deceased at 5 in disease, Holdbrat
Half Sister – Father: Gafre, 2, Heerba, Holdbrat –she is deaf from her bout with the sickness-
Short Description: Dersa is far from a tall man at scant 5’5” of height, and with a weight to match at barely 135 pounds. His body is well toned due to his turns as a candidate, but he is not muscular by any since. His hair is a redish brown color and frames his face nicely as it is cut to just below his chin. His eyes are a blue color and hold the same round shape as the rest of his face. His lips hold only a light pink color and are more thin lines in the middle of his face then true lips. His complexion is on the darker side being a nice brown color. The only identifying marks on him would be a series of three scars that run from his hair line to his right nostril tracing a path across his right eye and causes him to now be blind in that eye, and the fact that he is left handed.
His typical clothing consists of tight hide pants and a tight short sleeve cloth shirt; both usually in darker shades of bronze, green, blue, or red. With this he also has his ankle boots and his belt; while he would also like to have a belt knife, he has never been able to get enough Marks together to get one.
Short Personality: Dersa is one protective big brother, when it come to his sisters that is. He has suffered burses in defense of his sisters, especially his full sister Vsare; she is a bit of a slow child just barely learning to walk and talk, and he has often gotten into fight with some boys around his age and even a couple older over cracks they have made about her. The only people he ever shares his true feelings with are his half brother Joka, and his sisters; to the rest of Pern he seams to be an emotionless stone.
Though small in size this boy seams as a wall of stone to the world about him. His emotions are kept locked within him as he feels that they would only hinder him in what he must do: protect his sisters, his brother Joka, his firelizard, and of course his future family. This ‘lack of emotion’ also seams to make Dersa appear to be the rather serious one of any group, but in reality he is the one laughing on the inside when they local bully is punched out by some girl.
In time and with a bit of help he may eventually be brought to showing his emotions, but only time will tell.
Short History: Dersa was the first child of his parents, but was never truly ‘loved’ by either of them. His mother cared for him and looked after him; His father was there to discipline him, and teach him how to be a proper man; But he was never truly loved by either of them, nor did they ever truly love each other.
Versa and Defre were hand fasted as a matter of politics after the discovery of Dersa’s emanate arrival. Their relationship was early on built on the understanding that they were together for pride and pride alone, and both took lovers outside the relationship.
Dersa himself was never really close to any of his siblings, they were just to boyish. He was from early on the stern and working type. His closet siblings never wanted much to do with him and it was not until the arrival of his half brother Joka when he was 5 turns of age that he ever found a ‘true friend’. By five this boy was already showing his protectiveness, sticking up for his younger brother and sister; with the arrival of his newest brother however he had more chance to interact with him as he was now old enough to help care for his younger siblings-mostly helping to feed them and play with them.
So Dersa formed his first “real relationship” with another human, and though his protecting his half sister never changed and he remained closer to her then most he sort of pulled away form his other brother. Turns passed in this way; Dersa watching after his sister and forming a bond with his brother Joka..
It was not long after his tenth turn when he was out scrounging the area about his hold for eatable plants when suddenly something tumbled from the sky and fell right at him. At first he couldn’t tell what it was, but it only took a matter of seconds for the pain to hit him. First it was just this thing a few feet over his head falling at him, and the next thing he remembers is his right eye was blinded with blood and there was a small something cradled in his arm; even to this day he can’t remember how he caught the firelizard he just knows he did. It took a couple of moments for his vision to readjust enough to where he could determined what exactly was trying to chew his fingers off, but the second he did his stomach started to hurt something fierce. Why he fed the little brown flit also remains a mystery to Dersa, but he did. He kept offering the brown pieces of meat roll until it climbed up his right arm and curling up rather oddly on his shoulder drifting off to sleep.
So with his partially filled bag of plants and the brown firelizard he made his way quickly back to the hold. The hold healer dressed the slashes on his face well as they could be, but was not to optimistic about weather he would ever be able to see out of the eye again. Several weeks later, Dersa was-for all intents and purposes-declared blind in his right eye, for while he could still see /very/ vague shapes and could distinguish light from dark, he could not actually see from the eye.
The next few weeks after it was official were the worst Dersa had ever had. He was bullied at least once a day, but with the loss of his sight in his right he was unable to fight as he had before and did not come out of the fights unscathed as he usually had before.
It took nearly a full turn for all the comments to fade as they saw that though half blind Dersa was still a force to be reckoned with, especially when “that flying tunnelsnake” was awake. No many a hold boy received a claw from Joka when they decided to bother Dersa or try and sneak up on him from his blind side.
It was two turns later when anything else affected this minor hold, and this was the search of four of the hold brats: Dersa, Deven, Hearne, and Mefja. Just over a month later they found them selves on the hot sands dragon eggs hatching all about them, in then end all but Dersa impressed at that hatching: Deven now D’ven impressed to a brown called Quenth; Hearne to a green by the name of Zenth; and Mefja to another green by the name of Losenth. Left standing Dersa chose to return to his hold till the next clutch was laid.
So things continued in this way Dersa being a candidate, and returning back to his home hold between clutches where he could spend time with his siblings. Two turns of this started to wear on him, and it was only made worse when he ‘lost’ his oldest sister to the smith craft hall. At first he thought it was going to be ok, because he still had his other sisters and Joka to be with, but then the worst thing ever happened, the disease well and truly kicked up.
By the time it ended a turn later he had lost much of his family and been transferred to Igen Weyr where after the impression of Azuka at the hatching Xy’on gave him permission to once more be a candidate, but this time for Rosuto when next a queen rose.
Pet-1: Joka – Joka’s hide is something of a creamy brown in color, with undertones of green. Most of his small frame lies in his neck and tail which are a bit overly long. His muzzle is also slightly elongated and more pointed then is “normal” for the small dragonetic kin. On top of this how ever are his undersized wings, this little brown was shoved into a shell to small from him before his hatching, and with his body being “oversized” his wings did not have room to develop properly and even after growth and the help of a dragonhealer at the nearby Igen Weyr his wings never grew to a proper size, and as a result he has trouble flying for long distances. Not allowing his physical disability to hamper him this little guy is still as happy and chattery as most firelizards are known for. He never strays far from his pet due to his lack endurance and stamina, but he still likes to explore when he can, and if he must he resorts to hopping along the ground to do so.
Dragon name & color: None
Special: Despite his partial blindness he has been given permission to stand as a candidate from Xy’on
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexuality:
Mother: Versa, deceased at 31 in disease, Holder
Father: Defre, deceased at 35 in disease, Holder
Brother: Dfrsao, 8, Heir over Heerba –a minor hold in Mikomi’s area, he will take over when he turns 16 until then the hold’s steward is in charge-
Sister: Vsare, 2, Heerba, Holdbrat
Half Brother – Father: D’ven, 14, Mikomi Weyr, Rider of brown Quenth
Half Sister – Mother: Vecre, deceased at13 in disease, Apprentice Smith
Half Brother – Mother: Joka, 10, Heerba, Holdbrat
Half Brother – Father: Dergen, deceased at 9 in disease, Holdbrat
Half Brother – Mother: Jerzo, 5, Heerba, Holdbrat –He is color blind from his bout with the disease—
Half Brother – Father: Defen, deceased at 5 in disease, Holdbrat
Half Sister – Father: Gafre, 2, Heerba, Holdbrat –she is deaf from her bout with the sickness-
Short Description: Dersa is far from a tall man at scant 5’5” of height, and with a weight to match at barely 135 pounds. His body is well toned due to his turns as a candidate, but he is not muscular by any since. His hair is a redish brown color and frames his face nicely as it is cut to just below his chin. His eyes are a blue color and hold the same round shape as the rest of his face. His lips hold only a light pink color and are more thin lines in the middle of his face then true lips. His complexion is on the darker side being a nice brown color. The only identifying marks on him would be a series of three scars that run from his hair line to his right nostril tracing a path across his right eye and causes him to now be blind in that eye, and the fact that he is left handed.
His typical clothing consists of tight hide pants and a tight short sleeve cloth shirt; both usually in darker shades of bronze, green, blue, or red. With this he also has his ankle boots and his belt; while he would also like to have a belt knife, he has never been able to get enough Marks together to get one.
Short Personality: Dersa is one protective big brother, when it come to his sisters that is. He has suffered burses in defense of his sisters, especially his full sister Vsare; she is a bit of a slow child just barely learning to walk and talk, and he has often gotten into fight with some boys around his age and even a couple older over cracks they have made about her. The only people he ever shares his true feelings with are his half brother Joka, and his sisters; to the rest of Pern he seams to be an emotionless stone.
Though small in size this boy seams as a wall of stone to the world about him. His emotions are kept locked within him as he feels that they would only hinder him in what he must do: protect his sisters, his brother Joka, his firelizard, and of course his future family. This ‘lack of emotion’ also seams to make Dersa appear to be the rather serious one of any group, but in reality he is the one laughing on the inside when they local bully is punched out by some girl.
In time and with a bit of help he may eventually be brought to showing his emotions, but only time will tell.
Short History: Dersa was the first child of his parents, but was never truly ‘loved’ by either of them. His mother cared for him and looked after him; His father was there to discipline him, and teach him how to be a proper man; But he was never truly loved by either of them, nor did they ever truly love each other.
Versa and Defre were hand fasted as a matter of politics after the discovery of Dersa’s emanate arrival. Their relationship was early on built on the understanding that they were together for pride and pride alone, and both took lovers outside the relationship.
Dersa himself was never really close to any of his siblings, they were just to boyish. He was from early on the stern and working type. His closet siblings never wanted much to do with him and it was not until the arrival of his half brother Joka when he was 5 turns of age that he ever found a ‘true friend’. By five this boy was already showing his protectiveness, sticking up for his younger brother and sister; with the arrival of his newest brother however he had more chance to interact with him as he was now old enough to help care for his younger siblings-mostly helping to feed them and play with them.
So Dersa formed his first “real relationship” with another human, and though his protecting his half sister never changed and he remained closer to her then most he sort of pulled away form his other brother. Turns passed in this way; Dersa watching after his sister and forming a bond with his brother Joka..
It was not long after his tenth turn when he was out scrounging the area about his hold for eatable plants when suddenly something tumbled from the sky and fell right at him. At first he couldn’t tell what it was, but it only took a matter of seconds for the pain to hit him. First it was just this thing a few feet over his head falling at him, and the next thing he remembers is his right eye was blinded with blood and there was a small something cradled in his arm; even to this day he can’t remember how he caught the firelizard he just knows he did. It took a couple of moments for his vision to readjust enough to where he could determined what exactly was trying to chew his fingers off, but the second he did his stomach started to hurt something fierce. Why he fed the little brown flit also remains a mystery to Dersa, but he did. He kept offering the brown pieces of meat roll until it climbed up his right arm and curling up rather oddly on his shoulder drifting off to sleep.
So with his partially filled bag of plants and the brown firelizard he made his way quickly back to the hold. The hold healer dressed the slashes on his face well as they could be, but was not to optimistic about weather he would ever be able to see out of the eye again. Several weeks later, Dersa was-for all intents and purposes-declared blind in his right eye, for while he could still see /very/ vague shapes and could distinguish light from dark, he could not actually see from the eye.
The next few weeks after it was official were the worst Dersa had ever had. He was bullied at least once a day, but with the loss of his sight in his right he was unable to fight as he had before and did not come out of the fights unscathed as he usually had before.
It took nearly a full turn for all the comments to fade as they saw that though half blind Dersa was still a force to be reckoned with, especially when “that flying tunnelsnake” was awake. No many a hold boy received a claw from Joka when they decided to bother Dersa or try and sneak up on him from his blind side.
It was two turns later when anything else affected this minor hold, and this was the search of four of the hold brats: Dersa, Deven, Hearne, and Mefja. Just over a month later they found them selves on the hot sands dragon eggs hatching all about them, in then end all but Dersa impressed at that hatching: Deven now D’ven impressed to a brown called Quenth; Hearne to a green by the name of Zenth; and Mefja to another green by the name of Losenth. Left standing Dersa chose to return to his hold till the next clutch was laid.
So things continued in this way Dersa being a candidate, and returning back to his home hold between clutches where he could spend time with his siblings. Two turns of this started to wear on him, and it was only made worse when he ‘lost’ his oldest sister to the smith craft hall. At first he thought it was going to be ok, because he still had his other sisters and Joka to be with, but then the worst thing ever happened, the disease well and truly kicked up.
By the time it ended a turn later he had lost much of his family and been transferred to Igen Weyr where after the impression of Azuka at the hatching Xy’on gave him permission to once more be a candidate, but this time for Rosuto when next a queen rose.
Pet-1: Joka – Joka’s hide is something of a creamy brown in color, with undertones of green. Most of his small frame lies in his neck and tail which are a bit overly long. His muzzle is also slightly elongated and more pointed then is “normal” for the small dragonetic kin. On top of this how ever are his undersized wings, this little brown was shoved into a shell to small from him before his hatching, and with his body being “oversized” his wings did not have room to develop properly and even after growth and the help of a dragonhealer at the nearby Igen Weyr his wings never grew to a proper size, and as a result he has trouble flying for long distances. Not allowing his physical disability to hamper him this little guy is still as happy and chattery as most firelizards are known for. He never strays far from his pet due to his lack endurance and stamina, but he still likes to explore when he can, and if he must he resorts to hopping along the ground to do so.
Dragon name & color: None
Special: Despite his partial blindness he has been given permission to stand as a candidate from Xy’on