Post by Drgnwlf71 on Dec 30, 2009 12:23:28 GMT -5
Name: Kalaht
Rank: Apprentice
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Appearance: Small for his age, he stands 4'4". He has short brown hair and blue eyes. He wears a blue tunic and brown trousers. For shoes, soft leather boots. He has freckles on his face. His hands are rough at such a young age. His skin is tanned from the sun. He is short and stocky.
He is all muscle but his clothes hide it and knows how to defend himself, thanks to his brother. He can be dangerous if he need be but he also thinks before he acts. His face is gentle an kind. His lips are thin and his stomach is rather chubby. He has a 3 inch cut on his face due to the fight of the bully picking on him.
His hair is wavy and tangled from the wind. He hates his freckles and hope that one day that would disappear.
Personality:He has no reason hide anything. He does tend to be short and cruel at times. Others think he is a whelp and won't amount to anything. Some think he is the sweetest boy they that come across. He is very wary of the others that might get him into trouble and tries to avoid the situation as much as possible.
He is very mature for a 13 Turn old. He thinks like a 28 Turn old. He is wise and intelligent. He plans out his attacks when training and is very deadly when fighting the bad people. He uses his height to his advantage and is very swift and agile. Kalaht has been through a lot. He has grown to accept his height and using it against his enemies is more fulfilling than being picked on. He can learn thing quickly and is fast to pick them up.
History: Kalaht was born and raised in Caspian Hold. His mother was a Beasthealer and his father, a Senior Journeyman Farmer. He was well loved. Kalaht had an older brother that he loved very much. His brother was a Guard. His brother taught him a lot about defending himself and others.
His parents made him stay inside due to all the teasing he had gotten for the bigger kids. The only time he had gotten outside was when he went to the market and even then, Kalaht's parents were very adamant that he came straight home.
During the harvest, Kalaht and his brother helped to get the food in from the crops and even helped out with the picking. Kalaht was glad to help out in anyway that he could. A bully from the local market came by and almost killed Kalaht. During the fight, the bully put a three inch cut on his face. Kalaht punched him and the bully tried to cut him again but a strong hand prevented it. It was his brother! He subdued the bully quickly and warned him if he ever caught him near his little brother again that he would lock him up in shackles and his brother shoved him into the dirt and stood firm just in case the bully wanted to attack. The bully didn't. Instead he ran off.
His brother took care of him, so did his mother. After several months of down time, Kalaht was looking and feeling a lot better. It was then that it was suggested that he become a dragonrider from his brother. His mother agreed on this. Kalaht even hoped that he would, in secret. The hope that he would have a life partner who would protect and love him just as his family would was a refreshing thought.
Now, Kalaht stays inside a lot. The only time he comes out is to play with his friends with his brother supervising or when the family needs food and again was accompanied by his brother. There comes a time in people's lives when they have make a choice. During a hunt with his brother in a forest, they were
ambushed by six or seven bandits.
Attacks were made, plans destroyed and as a result it cost his brother his life. The hold got word of the trouble of the bandit ambush. Kalaht's brother was missing for at least two weeks. The hold put in a request for the Weyr find the boys. The Weyr granted the request and sent out a patrol to find the boy.
Kalaht knew if attacked now, he would be dead just like his brother so he fled back home. He was followed and heard the command to kill on sight. Kalaht ran faster and knew that he if he stopped, that would be it for him. His fear washed over him. Suddenly, he stopped by a rock face and he tried to climb it but either he was too scared or it was too steep. He looked up and it was at least a ten foot climb.
A rope appeared and it hit him on the shoulder and he climbed up to find one of his old friends come to his rescue. He ran with her and they hid in an old shack and waited for the bandits to go by. Six or seven feet went by and several shouts. When they we sure that they were gone, he had found out that his friend became a Tracker and was there to hunt as well. He told of his brother and she hugged him. He cried on her shoulder. They finally came out of the old structure and they were overlooking a huge valley of lush vegetation and waterfalls. The sight was just breathtaking. There he waited for a patrol or something to be picked up and a hope that he would get a chance to become one.
Rank: Apprentice
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Appearance: Small for his age, he stands 4'4". He has short brown hair and blue eyes. He wears a blue tunic and brown trousers. For shoes, soft leather boots. He has freckles on his face. His hands are rough at such a young age. His skin is tanned from the sun. He is short and stocky.
He is all muscle but his clothes hide it and knows how to defend himself, thanks to his brother. He can be dangerous if he need be but he also thinks before he acts. His face is gentle an kind. His lips are thin and his stomach is rather chubby. He has a 3 inch cut on his face due to the fight of the bully picking on him.
His hair is wavy and tangled from the wind. He hates his freckles and hope that one day that would disappear.
Personality:He has no reason hide anything. He does tend to be short and cruel at times. Others think he is a whelp and won't amount to anything. Some think he is the sweetest boy they that come across. He is very wary of the others that might get him into trouble and tries to avoid the situation as much as possible.
He is very mature for a 13 Turn old. He thinks like a 28 Turn old. He is wise and intelligent. He plans out his attacks when training and is very deadly when fighting the bad people. He uses his height to his advantage and is very swift and agile. Kalaht has been through a lot. He has grown to accept his height and using it against his enemies is more fulfilling than being picked on. He can learn thing quickly and is fast to pick them up.
History: Kalaht was born and raised in Caspian Hold. His mother was a Beasthealer and his father, a Senior Journeyman Farmer. He was well loved. Kalaht had an older brother that he loved very much. His brother was a Guard. His brother taught him a lot about defending himself and others.
His parents made him stay inside due to all the teasing he had gotten for the bigger kids. The only time he had gotten outside was when he went to the market and even then, Kalaht's parents were very adamant that he came straight home.
During the harvest, Kalaht and his brother helped to get the food in from the crops and even helped out with the picking. Kalaht was glad to help out in anyway that he could. A bully from the local market came by and almost killed Kalaht. During the fight, the bully put a three inch cut on his face. Kalaht punched him and the bully tried to cut him again but a strong hand prevented it. It was his brother! He subdued the bully quickly and warned him if he ever caught him near his little brother again that he would lock him up in shackles and his brother shoved him into the dirt and stood firm just in case the bully wanted to attack. The bully didn't. Instead he ran off.
His brother took care of him, so did his mother. After several months of down time, Kalaht was looking and feeling a lot better. It was then that it was suggested that he become a dragonrider from his brother. His mother agreed on this. Kalaht even hoped that he would, in secret. The hope that he would have a life partner who would protect and love him just as his family would was a refreshing thought.
Now, Kalaht stays inside a lot. The only time he comes out is to play with his friends with his brother supervising or when the family needs food and again was accompanied by his brother. There comes a time in people's lives when they have make a choice. During a hunt with his brother in a forest, they were
ambushed by six or seven bandits.
Attacks were made, plans destroyed and as a result it cost his brother his life. The hold got word of the trouble of the bandit ambush. Kalaht's brother was missing for at least two weeks. The hold put in a request for the Weyr find the boys. The Weyr granted the request and sent out a patrol to find the boy.
Kalaht knew if attacked now, he would be dead just like his brother so he fled back home. He was followed and heard the command to kill on sight. Kalaht ran faster and knew that he if he stopped, that would be it for him. His fear washed over him. Suddenly, he stopped by a rock face and he tried to climb it but either he was too scared or it was too steep. He looked up and it was at least a ten foot climb.
A rope appeared and it hit him on the shoulder and he climbed up to find one of his old friends come to his rescue. He ran with her and they hid in an old shack and waited for the bandits to go by. Six or seven feet went by and several shouts. When they we sure that they were gone, he had found out that his friend became a Tracker and was there to hunt as well. He told of his brother and she hugged him. He cried on her shoulder. They finally came out of the old structure and they were overlooking a huge valley of lush vegetation and waterfalls. The sight was just breathtaking. There he waited for a patrol or something to be picked up and a hope that he would get a chance to become one.
