Post by SPY on Jan 29, 2010 19:56:46 GMT -5
Name: M'rim
Age: 19
Gender: male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Rank: Weyrling
Family: Unknown
Physical Appearance: Slender and compact, M'rim has a predator's build. His movements are graceful and calculated, and he walks so quietly that no one will hear him coming from behind. He speaks softly as well, rarely raising his voice. M'rim has dark brown hair that hangs around his face in a choppy cut, and chilly blue eyes. He wears plain clothing that does not draw attention to himself, but tucked under his shirt he always wears a piece of bone hung from a leather cord. Is it from an animal or human? Only he knows.
Personality: Quiet and isolated, M'rim tends to fly under the radar. He is highly antisocial and rarely speaks with his fellow weyrlings. But he is not quiet in a gentle, unassuming way. This young man radiates contempt, and something in the way he looks at you makes it known that he stays silent because of hatred, not because of timidity.
He has a cruel sense of humor and is often seen laughing at inappropriate things, like someone falling off their dragon and breaking a leg. Occasionally he can be found muttering incoherently under his breath to his dragon. He tells all his secrets to her, his only confidante. Despite his apparent glee at the pain of other people, he holds a soft spot for animals, and can be very tender towards them. Dragons, however, he regards as too intelligent to be coddled, and he treats them more like the humans.
History: M'rim rarely speaks of his past.
His mother was either kidnapped by a group of bandits, or chose to run away with them. The cold, silent woman never told her son which was true. Those bandits were to become his family. More like con men than raiders, they wandered from place to place, persuading people to trust them and then taking what they could. M'rim, formerly known as Mavurim, learned how to pickpocket at an early age. He was always a dark, solitary child, who enjoyed pinching the other children until they bruised but cried when he found a dead animal lying alongside the road. His most vivid early memory is his father killing a lame runnerbeast, one of his favorites, because it could not run anymore.
During one of their stays at a Weyr community, Mavurim was Searched. He agreed to come join them, since he had no real attachment to his family. He was originally taken for the Council clutch. Then, one day he got into an argument with another candidate. That candidate had been abusing one of the canines in the kitchen. Later that night, alone in the weyrbowl, Mavurim followed the boy and hit him from behind. While the boy was down, he found himself overcome by a sense of numbness, and he kept kicking long after there was no life left.
Suddenly he heard a voice behind him. M'rim was not scared. The Council member who saw him was impressed by his lack of emotion, not angry for what he had down. Mavurim was introduced to the high council, and told that he was to be an assassin. From that day he entered vigorous training in the killing arts.
When he was ready, he was sent to Allride with instructions. At the Hatching, he Impressed to his beloved Laingth. Now with a partner in crime, he waits for orders.
(If dragonrider)
Dragon name: Laingth
Dragon color: green
Dragon age: Fancy Foods weyrling
Appearance: Dark green with blood red streaks of coloration hidden in the shadows of her body. Her build is small but muscular, and she has a long, whiplike tail.
Personality: She is a blood thirsty twisted dragon. Dragons are normally pasifists and will not fight each other, but Laingth loves killing and death. She protective of hers, and her twisted mind sees all others as enemies, but her mind is also devious, and she formulates plans that are long and complicated but keep her and hers from being discovered. She is an extremly intelligent dragon in a twisted way. She is sardonic and twisted.
Age: 19
Gender: male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Rank: Weyrling
Family: Unknown
Physical Appearance: Slender and compact, M'rim has a predator's build. His movements are graceful and calculated, and he walks so quietly that no one will hear him coming from behind. He speaks softly as well, rarely raising his voice. M'rim has dark brown hair that hangs around his face in a choppy cut, and chilly blue eyes. He wears plain clothing that does not draw attention to himself, but tucked under his shirt he always wears a piece of bone hung from a leather cord. Is it from an animal or human? Only he knows.
Personality: Quiet and isolated, M'rim tends to fly under the radar. He is highly antisocial and rarely speaks with his fellow weyrlings. But he is not quiet in a gentle, unassuming way. This young man radiates contempt, and something in the way he looks at you makes it known that he stays silent because of hatred, not because of timidity.
He has a cruel sense of humor and is often seen laughing at inappropriate things, like someone falling off their dragon and breaking a leg. Occasionally he can be found muttering incoherently under his breath to his dragon. He tells all his secrets to her, his only confidante. Despite his apparent glee at the pain of other people, he holds a soft spot for animals, and can be very tender towards them. Dragons, however, he regards as too intelligent to be coddled, and he treats them more like the humans.
History: M'rim rarely speaks of his past.
His mother was either kidnapped by a group of bandits, or chose to run away with them. The cold, silent woman never told her son which was true. Those bandits were to become his family. More like con men than raiders, they wandered from place to place, persuading people to trust them and then taking what they could. M'rim, formerly known as Mavurim, learned how to pickpocket at an early age. He was always a dark, solitary child, who enjoyed pinching the other children until they bruised but cried when he found a dead animal lying alongside the road. His most vivid early memory is his father killing a lame runnerbeast, one of his favorites, because it could not run anymore.
During one of their stays at a Weyr community, Mavurim was Searched. He agreed to come join them, since he had no real attachment to his family. He was originally taken for the Council clutch. Then, one day he got into an argument with another candidate. That candidate had been abusing one of the canines in the kitchen. Later that night, alone in the weyrbowl, Mavurim followed the boy and hit him from behind. While the boy was down, he found himself overcome by a sense of numbness, and he kept kicking long after there was no life left.
Suddenly he heard a voice behind him. M'rim was not scared. The Council member who saw him was impressed by his lack of emotion, not angry for what he had down. Mavurim was introduced to the high council, and told that he was to be an assassin. From that day he entered vigorous training in the killing arts.
When he was ready, he was sent to Allride with instructions. At the Hatching, he Impressed to his beloved Laingth. Now with a partner in crime, he waits for orders.
(If dragonrider)
Dragon name: Laingth
Dragon color: green
Dragon age: Fancy Foods weyrling
Appearance: Dark green with blood red streaks of coloration hidden in the shadows of her body. Her build is small but muscular, and she has a long, whiplike tail.
Personality: She is a blood thirsty twisted dragon. Dragons are normally pasifists and will not fight each other, but Laingth loves killing and death. She protective of hers, and her twisted mind sees all others as enemies, but her mind is also devious, and she formulates plans that are long and complicated but keep her and hers from being discovered. She is an extremly intelligent dragon in a twisted way. She is sardonic and twisted.
