Post by **Auria (etc)** on Jun 23, 2009 10:54:51 GMT -5
Application (Another I've had in mind for a while and figured it's a good time to bring him out of the woodwork.... )
Character Name: Terrasel (T'rasel if he Impresses)
Age: (candidates must be between the ages of 12 and 22) 18 turns
Gender: male
Preference: could go either way
Previous Position: (if applicable, what was your character’s job before becoming a candidate, dragonrider, etc.?) Gambler/swindler. Was with a less than respectable entertainment caravan, came to the Weyr to try to make some easy marks and wound up being “shanghai'd” into working in the lower caverns (or so he says if cornered).
Current Position: Lower cavern worker who shirks his duties and swindles other workers into rolling dice with him whenever he can sneak away.
Appearance: (include height, eye colour, hair colour, etc.) Medium height, medium build. Sandy colored, straight hair that is cropped short and sticks out in every which direction. No real distinguishing features except for his eyes, which are deep-set and a strange, steely grey in color. People call his eyes "disturbing" because you can't read them.
Personality: (is your character protective, easy-going, fun-loving, solemn, what?) Terrasel is out for himself and no one else. He makes decisions depending on how much he thinks he can gain. He's extremely cunning, but plays it low-key, preferring to fly under the radar. He likes people to think him dull and lazy ... lazy he is, of course, but is hardly dull. He's always watching, always alert for ways to collect marks without working, food without contributing, and position without earning it.
History: (include parents’ names and ‘jobs’, character’s location growing up, exciting or dreadful events that occurred to your character that aided in shaping their personality, etc.) Terrasel was raised in an “entertainment” caravan. Though there are many such caravans traversing Pern which are honorable and welcome, this particular caravan was more along the lines of the stereotypical “gypsies” of old Terran legend. The skills the boy was taught while growing up including sleight of hand, loaded gambling games, and many other ways to cheat people out of their marks and be long gone before the victims realized they'd been had.
His father was a lower member of the caravan, always in contention with the leaders, but not ambitious enough to really try for advancement. He was a handsome man, the ladies enjoyed keeping him company, and Terrasel was born to one of his flings. His mother later had a daughter with another man, a beautiful girl who danced well and many marks were thrown at her young feet. Terrasel, however, was neither handsome nor ugly, neither tall nor short, and there was nothing impressive about the boy. Thus, the father took no interest, nor did his half-sister's father, and only his mother ever suspected that the child was more intelligent than he appeared to be. She, however, doted on her lovely girl-child, and after Terrasel ran away at sixteen turns, the mother didn't even notice he was gone for over a full day. The 'van had moved on, and as the boy was old enough to fend for himself, she really didn't feel the ambition to look for him.
Nor did Terrasel really miss her all that much.
He wandered toward the Weyr, after word that the dragons were increasing again, having heard that the riders took tithes from many holds.
With that many marks floating about, certainly Terrasel could score some easy gain for himself.
He was delayed for a while, when Thread fell, and he holed up at a farm hold, taking on what appeared to be legitimate work, while once again gambling away some of the meager marks of his co-workers. It was between the first and second Fall that he finally arrived (after high-tailing it once again when he'd overstepped the boundaries of how much he could cheat people out of unawares), and has been laying low in the lower caverns since.
His ability to avoid work made life easy for him at the Weyr. Food was, for the most part, free without risk, and he decided to hang around longer than he had intended.
Position in Family: (oldest child, youngest; if creating an important figure which requires application in the Special Requests section, leave this flexible [don’t force only child unless granted request]) An unremarkable oldest son of his mother, with a half sister who was favored by her, and a father who really had no interest in him at all.
Pets: One canine he adopted along the road, a scroungy canine who looks as unremarkable as his master, and is just as cunning under the surface. When Terrasel discovered that he could teach the beast to sneak into camps and steal meat right off the spits without being seen, and bring it back to him uneaten, he decided to keep him as a traveling companion. He is a wire-haired creature, tall and narrow, with yellow eyes, and a color that can best be called “dark brindle” ... a stripey mix of greys and blacks, with a little dark reddish brown tossed in for effect. This gives him the ability to slide about in the shadows nearly unseen at night. Terrasel calls the canine “Dodger”
Alignment: Loyalist, oddly enough, but only because he would want to remain as inconspicuous as possible, and “rocking the boat” might bring him unwanted attention.
Dragon Colour: (if applicable) None
Dragon's Name: (if applicable) None
Relation to Existing Character: (if applicable) None
Special Requests Application reason: (if applicable) None
RP History: (how many years have you been rping?) Eighteen turns
Familiarity with Pern: (read the books?) Very familiar
Candidates Only Section:
Desired Dragon Colour: No preference
Reason for this Preference:
Syllable Numbers for Name: (prefer your dragon's name to have 1 syllable, 2, 3, 4? Please give two options) No preference
Preferred Starting Letters for Name: (any letters you prefer above others? Please give three options) No preference
Character Name: Terrasel (T'rasel if he Impresses)
Age: (candidates must be between the ages of 12 and 22) 18 turns
Gender: male
Preference: could go either way
Previous Position: (if applicable, what was your character’s job before becoming a candidate, dragonrider, etc.?) Gambler/swindler. Was with a less than respectable entertainment caravan, came to the Weyr to try to make some easy marks and wound up being “shanghai'd” into working in the lower caverns (or so he says if cornered).
Current Position: Lower cavern worker who shirks his duties and swindles other workers into rolling dice with him whenever he can sneak away.
Appearance: (include height, eye colour, hair colour, etc.) Medium height, medium build. Sandy colored, straight hair that is cropped short and sticks out in every which direction. No real distinguishing features except for his eyes, which are deep-set and a strange, steely grey in color. People call his eyes "disturbing" because you can't read them.
Personality: (is your character protective, easy-going, fun-loving, solemn, what?) Terrasel is out for himself and no one else. He makes decisions depending on how much he thinks he can gain. He's extremely cunning, but plays it low-key, preferring to fly under the radar. He likes people to think him dull and lazy ... lazy he is, of course, but is hardly dull. He's always watching, always alert for ways to collect marks without working, food without contributing, and position without earning it.
History: (include parents’ names and ‘jobs’, character’s location growing up, exciting or dreadful events that occurred to your character that aided in shaping their personality, etc.) Terrasel was raised in an “entertainment” caravan. Though there are many such caravans traversing Pern which are honorable and welcome, this particular caravan was more along the lines of the stereotypical “gypsies” of old Terran legend. The skills the boy was taught while growing up including sleight of hand, loaded gambling games, and many other ways to cheat people out of their marks and be long gone before the victims realized they'd been had.
His father was a lower member of the caravan, always in contention with the leaders, but not ambitious enough to really try for advancement. He was a handsome man, the ladies enjoyed keeping him company, and Terrasel was born to one of his flings. His mother later had a daughter with another man, a beautiful girl who danced well and many marks were thrown at her young feet. Terrasel, however, was neither handsome nor ugly, neither tall nor short, and there was nothing impressive about the boy. Thus, the father took no interest, nor did his half-sister's father, and only his mother ever suspected that the child was more intelligent than he appeared to be. She, however, doted on her lovely girl-child, and after Terrasel ran away at sixteen turns, the mother didn't even notice he was gone for over a full day. The 'van had moved on, and as the boy was old enough to fend for himself, she really didn't feel the ambition to look for him.
Nor did Terrasel really miss her all that much.
He wandered toward the Weyr, after word that the dragons were increasing again, having heard that the riders took tithes from many holds.
With that many marks floating about, certainly Terrasel could score some easy gain for himself.
He was delayed for a while, when Thread fell, and he holed up at a farm hold, taking on what appeared to be legitimate work, while once again gambling away some of the meager marks of his co-workers. It was between the first and second Fall that he finally arrived (after high-tailing it once again when he'd overstepped the boundaries of how much he could cheat people out of unawares), and has been laying low in the lower caverns since.
His ability to avoid work made life easy for him at the Weyr. Food was, for the most part, free without risk, and he decided to hang around longer than he had intended.
Position in Family: (oldest child, youngest; if creating an important figure which requires application in the Special Requests section, leave this flexible [don’t force only child unless granted request]) An unremarkable oldest son of his mother, with a half sister who was favored by her, and a father who really had no interest in him at all.
Pets: One canine he adopted along the road, a scroungy canine who looks as unremarkable as his master, and is just as cunning under the surface. When Terrasel discovered that he could teach the beast to sneak into camps and steal meat right off the spits without being seen, and bring it back to him uneaten, he decided to keep him as a traveling companion. He is a wire-haired creature, tall and narrow, with yellow eyes, and a color that can best be called “dark brindle” ... a stripey mix of greys and blacks, with a little dark reddish brown tossed in for effect. This gives him the ability to slide about in the shadows nearly unseen at night. Terrasel calls the canine “Dodger”
Alignment: Loyalist, oddly enough, but only because he would want to remain as inconspicuous as possible, and “rocking the boat” might bring him unwanted attention.
Dragon Colour: (if applicable) None
Dragon's Name: (if applicable) None
Relation to Existing Character: (if applicable) None
Special Requests Application reason: (if applicable) None
RP History: (how many years have you been rping?) Eighteen turns
Familiarity with Pern: (read the books?) Very familiar
Candidates Only Section:
Desired Dragon Colour: No preference
Reason for this Preference:
Syllable Numbers for Name: (prefer your dragon's name to have 1 syllable, 2, 3, 4? Please give two options) No preference
Preferred Starting Letters for Name: (any letters you prefer above others? Please give three options) No preference
