Post by jazz on Feb 19, 2013 2:38:04 GMT -5
[Eithe]
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Rank: wher handler
Appearance: Eithe is easily noticed for her long, curly, frizzy red hair. She's average in height and fairly stocky, despite her dedication to her physical regiment. Despite being barely 5'5" and weighing around 170 pounds, she's quite sturdy.
The only thing that gets her is the sun. Eithe is pale and burns quite easily. If she's not beet-red from the sunburn, she's covered in freckles from her temples to her toenails, and that's not going to change any time soon.
Personality: A natural extrovert, Eithe is known to socialize quite easily with others. She's not afraid of crowds, and often feels quite at home among other people. She does need her space to cool down, but usually she draws her energy from interacting with others.
She's a bit eccentric, known to run about screaming things and expecting you to keep up with her brain, which goes a mile a minute. She's pretty clever, but can't seem to focus on things for very long. Her hyperactivity seems to push her mind above and beyond her own limits, and she's often running just to catch up with it.
Unfortunately, this means she can also be aggressive for no reason other than she's incredibly energetic and may start snarling at people. Some may see her as childish because of this boundless energy, but in reality it's more that she's not capable of controlling and focusing her energy. She tries, really really hard, but it's not possible.
She has no patience for anything. She leaves things halfway finished and then trails off to start a new thing. And when someone tries to force her to do something, she will dig in her heels and refuse to budge, no matter what.
She tends to not voice her fears, but for those that are truly close to her, she may reveal more about her thoughts and feelings about herself.
History: Born into the Miner Hall up in the Telgar mountains, Eithe was expected to follow into either mining or smithing, as her entire family had a strong history of both. Fortunately, Eithe took a liking to the idea of the mines, and took an apprenticeship into the mine-craft.
However, a green from Telgar Weyr found her to be suitable for dragon Impession, and thus she found herself Searched. However, she did not find a dragon that hatching, nor at the next one. A few years later, she found herself at Igen, Standing at that Hatching as well. She didn't Impress there either.
However, one of the weyr's brown whers clutched, and Eithe, being seventeen, decided she'd try her hand at Impressing a wher. She was chosen by the clutch-mother and was allowed to take an egg. The egg she chose was an ugly-ass thing and about the size of both her hands, but she cared for it well.
Eventually, it hatched a strange little blue that announced himself as Eisk. He rarely spoke after that, but he had a voracious appetite and demanded a lot of attention. Eithe provided it willingly, caring for the wher best she could.
She's been in Igen since Eisk hatched, though she's considered returning to Telgar eventually. They could always use more whers in the mines. But she's laid down some roots in the Weyr and has gotten used to the weyr's atmosphere, so at this point, she's not entirely sure if she wants to leave.
[Eisk] - Written by Chinchilla for me
{Wher}
Age: 9
Color: Blue
Sex: Male
Appearance: Eisk is a tank of a wher, a grotesquely muscular beast that spends most of his time hulking behind his handler. There is nothing dainty about this blue, with his thick legs and barrel chest. He has all the stealthiness of an elephant, forever stomping around and snorting at things. He is short for a blue, slung low to the ground and often resembling something more akin to a crocodile then any dragon. His tail is just as thick as the rest of him, though unusually long for any wher. It often drags behind him as he saunters along. His wings are miserably underdeveloped, sad little flaps of membrane and bone that usually hang limply from his shoulders.
Eisk has a face that only a handler could love. His poor posture and thick neck often makes it hard to distinguish his large head from his neck, which doesn't really help his unfortunate appearance. His snout is long, flat and broad, full of long teeth that stick haphazardly from his muzzle. His beady eyes are sunken into his skull and shadowed by pronounced eyeridges. His headknobs are long and gnarled, sticking out from his head at bizarre angles.
His color is best summed up as periwinkle. A splatter of darker freckles adorn his muzzle and cheeks, spreading until they nearly reach his throat. Similar freckles dapple his joints and backside. A lighter blue blaze decorates his chest, traveling down to his stomach and ending just before his tail.
Personality: Eisk, to the uneducated eye, may seem a bit slow. He likes to take the world in at his own pace, and that pace is on the slow side. The only person he ever hurries himself for is Eithe, and even when she rushes him she earns the stink eye for that awful crime. Eisk, however, is perfectly capable of keeping up with his handler and the world around him. He just thinks that Eithe goes fast enough for the both of them (and the entire Weyr!) Despite his own stillness, Eisk doesn't like when things are quiet and peaceful. He is disturbed by things being too orderly. He prefers Eithe's chaos over order, and would rather listen to her talk about whatever leaps to mind then someone giving him orders.
Eisk is a surprisingly social creature, despite his quiet nature. Though he isn't one for much communication, he enjoys putting himself in social situations. He will often be found lounging around with other whers or maybe even dragons, though this will often be spent in complete silence. If there's a pile of sleeping whers in the weyrbowl, Eisk is probably at the bottom of it. He doesn't particularly like being the center of attention, but instead leaves that role to his darling handler. He's a good listener above all else, and in fact enjoys that duty. He's got a particularly good memory, which is a useful skill for a wher to have even if he's just using it to remember what his handler is talking about.
Eisk is, unfortunately, still a wher and thus still an aggressive animal. He is territorial and dislikes intruders in his rooms, and is particularly possessive of things he considers his. He refuses to share a treasured toy or treat, and may even start a fight if he believes another wher is trying to steal something that he feels belongs to him. He enjoys hunting, and will probably bring 'trophies' to Eithe just so she knows what a great hunter he is. He also holds grudges. Once someone is on his bad side, Eisk can take a very, very long time to forgive them. While he isn't likely to attack someone who belongs to Igen, he will often give them nasty glares whenever they're in his sight and growl when they pass.
Eisk is patient. This is not necessarily a good thing, as his patience is also mixed with a good deal of stubbornness. While he will usually concede to his handler, Eisk firmly believes that he is always right and anyone who questions him is wrong. He can hold these beliefs pretty much forever, and no amount of arguing or posturing is going to convince him that he's wrong. Eisk doesn't like being questioned, and doing so is a sure fire way to get on this blues bad size. Especially if you're a wher that happens to be taller then him. He's got a bit of a height complex.
As for Eithe? Eisk adores Eithe. He keeps up with her as best he can, trying to remember every little thing she mentions to him just in case it turns out to be extremely important later on. Despite his own pride and strong headed nature, he will often bend to his handler's will. Upsetting her is one of the very worst things that Eisk can think of, so he goes out of his way to avoid it. He enjoys being around his handler, and does his best to follow her everywhere. Even if that means cramming himself into spaces that he's definitely too big for.
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Rank: wher handler
Appearance: Eithe is easily noticed for her long, curly, frizzy red hair. She's average in height and fairly stocky, despite her dedication to her physical regiment. Despite being barely 5'5" and weighing around 170 pounds, she's quite sturdy.
The only thing that gets her is the sun. Eithe is pale and burns quite easily. If she's not beet-red from the sunburn, she's covered in freckles from her temples to her toenails, and that's not going to change any time soon.
Personality: A natural extrovert, Eithe is known to socialize quite easily with others. She's not afraid of crowds, and often feels quite at home among other people. She does need her space to cool down, but usually she draws her energy from interacting with others.
She's a bit eccentric, known to run about screaming things and expecting you to keep up with her brain, which goes a mile a minute. She's pretty clever, but can't seem to focus on things for very long. Her hyperactivity seems to push her mind above and beyond her own limits, and she's often running just to catch up with it.
Unfortunately, this means she can also be aggressive for no reason other than she's incredibly energetic and may start snarling at people. Some may see her as childish because of this boundless energy, but in reality it's more that she's not capable of controlling and focusing her energy. She tries, really really hard, but it's not possible.
She has no patience for anything. She leaves things halfway finished and then trails off to start a new thing. And when someone tries to force her to do something, she will dig in her heels and refuse to budge, no matter what.
She tends to not voice her fears, but for those that are truly close to her, she may reveal more about her thoughts and feelings about herself.
History: Born into the Miner Hall up in the Telgar mountains, Eithe was expected to follow into either mining or smithing, as her entire family had a strong history of both. Fortunately, Eithe took a liking to the idea of the mines, and took an apprenticeship into the mine-craft.
However, a green from Telgar Weyr found her to be suitable for dragon Impession, and thus she found herself Searched. However, she did not find a dragon that hatching, nor at the next one. A few years later, she found herself at Igen, Standing at that Hatching as well. She didn't Impress there either.
However, one of the weyr's brown whers clutched, and Eithe, being seventeen, decided she'd try her hand at Impressing a wher. She was chosen by the clutch-mother and was allowed to take an egg. The egg she chose was an ugly-ass thing and about the size of both her hands, but she cared for it well.
Eventually, it hatched a strange little blue that announced himself as Eisk. He rarely spoke after that, but he had a voracious appetite and demanded a lot of attention. Eithe provided it willingly, caring for the wher best she could.
She's been in Igen since Eisk hatched, though she's considered returning to Telgar eventually. They could always use more whers in the mines. But she's laid down some roots in the Weyr and has gotten used to the weyr's atmosphere, so at this point, she's not entirely sure if she wants to leave.
[Eisk] - Written by Chinchilla for me
{Wher}
Age: 9
Color: Blue
Sex: Male
Appearance: Eisk is a tank of a wher, a grotesquely muscular beast that spends most of his time hulking behind his handler. There is nothing dainty about this blue, with his thick legs and barrel chest. He has all the stealthiness of an elephant, forever stomping around and snorting at things. He is short for a blue, slung low to the ground and often resembling something more akin to a crocodile then any dragon. His tail is just as thick as the rest of him, though unusually long for any wher. It often drags behind him as he saunters along. His wings are miserably underdeveloped, sad little flaps of membrane and bone that usually hang limply from his shoulders.
Eisk has a face that only a handler could love. His poor posture and thick neck often makes it hard to distinguish his large head from his neck, which doesn't really help his unfortunate appearance. His snout is long, flat and broad, full of long teeth that stick haphazardly from his muzzle. His beady eyes are sunken into his skull and shadowed by pronounced eyeridges. His headknobs are long and gnarled, sticking out from his head at bizarre angles.
His color is best summed up as periwinkle. A splatter of darker freckles adorn his muzzle and cheeks, spreading until they nearly reach his throat. Similar freckles dapple his joints and backside. A lighter blue blaze decorates his chest, traveling down to his stomach and ending just before his tail.
Personality: Eisk, to the uneducated eye, may seem a bit slow. He likes to take the world in at his own pace, and that pace is on the slow side. The only person he ever hurries himself for is Eithe, and even when she rushes him she earns the stink eye for that awful crime. Eisk, however, is perfectly capable of keeping up with his handler and the world around him. He just thinks that Eithe goes fast enough for the both of them (and the entire Weyr!) Despite his own stillness, Eisk doesn't like when things are quiet and peaceful. He is disturbed by things being too orderly. He prefers Eithe's chaos over order, and would rather listen to her talk about whatever leaps to mind then someone giving him orders.
Eisk is a surprisingly social creature, despite his quiet nature. Though he isn't one for much communication, he enjoys putting himself in social situations. He will often be found lounging around with other whers or maybe even dragons, though this will often be spent in complete silence. If there's a pile of sleeping whers in the weyrbowl, Eisk is probably at the bottom of it. He doesn't particularly like being the center of attention, but instead leaves that role to his darling handler. He's a good listener above all else, and in fact enjoys that duty. He's got a particularly good memory, which is a useful skill for a wher to have even if he's just using it to remember what his handler is talking about.
Eisk is, unfortunately, still a wher and thus still an aggressive animal. He is territorial and dislikes intruders in his rooms, and is particularly possessive of things he considers his. He refuses to share a treasured toy or treat, and may even start a fight if he believes another wher is trying to steal something that he feels belongs to him. He enjoys hunting, and will probably bring 'trophies' to Eithe just so she knows what a great hunter he is. He also holds grudges. Once someone is on his bad side, Eisk can take a very, very long time to forgive them. While he isn't likely to attack someone who belongs to Igen, he will often give them nasty glares whenever they're in his sight and growl when they pass.
Eisk is patient. This is not necessarily a good thing, as his patience is also mixed with a good deal of stubbornness. While he will usually concede to his handler, Eisk firmly believes that he is always right and anyone who questions him is wrong. He can hold these beliefs pretty much forever, and no amount of arguing or posturing is going to convince him that he's wrong. Eisk doesn't like being questioned, and doing so is a sure fire way to get on this blues bad size. Especially if you're a wher that happens to be taller then him. He's got a bit of a height complex.
As for Eithe? Eisk adores Eithe. He keeps up with her as best he can, trying to remember every little thing she mentions to him just in case it turns out to be extremely important later on. Despite his own pride and strong headed nature, he will often bend to his handler's will. Upsetting her is one of the very worst things that Eisk can think of, so he goes out of his way to avoid it. He enjoys being around his handler, and does his best to follow her everywhere. Even if that means cramming himself into spaces that he's definitely too big for.
