Post by neopanther on Jun 2, 2008 6:11:05 GMT -8
Name: Ez'ki (formerly Ezieki)
Gender: Male
Age: 19 Turns
Rank: Weyrling
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As a refined man of good status, he is rarely seen wearing anything drab, or dull, everything is colourful, tasteful, and beautiful. He enjoys looking good, and abhors those days when he looks less than best.
He is fairly tall, stands at five foot eleven, making him quite a striking person, his features help with that too. Light skin, Red brown hair that is worn long, left loose and always perforated with accessories, clay brown eyes, lined by sharp brows, and fine features, he is strikingly attractive. Though his nose is a tad larger than regular, it suits his face, and is softened by a set jaw line.
He is lean, gently muscled, unscarred, he is far from pale, but he rarely ever tans. Tall and naturally thin, he keeps great care of himself.
Ezieki has no fear, some might say no sense as a result, but he sees no danger, and even if he does, he will do it regardless. He is brave beyond foolishness, often, on his days out of being schooled, he would climb an almost sheer cliff face to the bottom just because it was the most direct route of accessing a cove below. Even on days he was supposed to be schooled, his tutor might find Ezieki taking a break, and nursing a cool drink whilst basking in the Rukbat’s rays at the very top of the northern tower’s roof top. Simply explained by Ezieki, ‘for it was the place with the greatest availability.’
He is brave, foolhardy, but brave. He has no qualms in opposing someone, even if that one is a one who should be feared for power or their temper. Ezieki refuses to lower himself for anyone. He thinks that he is as good as everyone else, and better than most. So why should he be humble before someone? Humility is not something he is terribly good at.
Often, Ezieki finds himself rather the joker, mainly because he can use this to subtly imply things, within humour, but manages to get across his point. He is downright cheeky at times, and can be highly persuasive, and he does use it to his benefit, making sure that he gets what he wants from the situation. Though most find his audacious nature overbearing, it is possibly one of his most endearing traits.
Conversely to this, his level off arrogance generally turns people away, as mentioned before, he likes to think himself rather grand. He carries himself, and dresses himself lavishly, as a sign that he is not afraid to stand out, he enjoys the attention. He tends to ignore the opinions of others, especially if he thinks them below himself, because how could they know better than he? After all.
Things like this can easily anger him, especially if the person he deems as lower than him actually has a point, which is gradually coming to light, this is one of the easiest ways to piss him off. He hates being proved wrong, and will rarely ever admit defeat, be it a minor or major, his pride stands far greater between them.
His temper is not often flared, for he is lazy, and it requires a great deal of effort to deal with a person correctly when he’s angered. But with regard to his pride, and his emotions, his anger can be quick to flare. On sparse occasions, he gets angered to the point where his words become stiff, and he finds it immensely hard to express himself. Angering him further.
He is passionate about very few things. But where emotion lies, he is very persistent. His emotions are one thing that drives him, and he is slave to them above anything.
His organisation is incredibly lacking, he cannot organise anything to save his life, his efforts are half hearted, and even less thought through. Though his ideas might be good, he generally isn’t allowed to see through with the plans. Fortunately this is masked by his ability to shirk responsibility, or as he would say – to delegate.
His words and methods can be incredibly harsh, to the point of ruthless as a task manager though. He has very little concern unless the project is complete. His ruthlessness extends outside of managing people too.
Ezieki can be incredibly malicious, to the point of vindictive, and he is not a man you would wish to stand against, an eloquent tongue and ties with. And, he is far from quick to forget a past misdoing, it is something he will not let o until he thinks it has been settled, and he isn’t always one to support friendship over adversity in these instances.
Pig headed is one way to describe him, his mule-like stubbornness is something well grafted into his gene pool from both his mother and father, neither will relent until they have what they want, or have reached a compromise (that favours them).
He likes to take life at a gracious pace, a slow to dawdling even, he is highly effective at procrastinating, he can easily push onto the long finger a task that he knows needs to be done with little if any remorse.
An easy life has allowed him to be relaxed in everything, despite his great intelligence he is not expected to achieve a great deal because he cannot motivate himself. Despite this, he always seems to achieve the necessary. He will always pass any test put before him. Whether this is due to luck, or some other god, he doesn’t know, he doesn’t question either.
His tutor – Mifilil – she always worries on his behalf, she – though rather young herself – is well aware that Ezieki does not study, that he has the potential to be great if he just exerted the tiniest piece of effort. But, she cannot find a single way to motivate him, even bribery or threats do not work, because he is not of a personality to fall for such meaningless authority’s methods.
His thoughts and procedures are all very uncouth and unorthodox, he will not take the same route as anyone would suggest, but he will take an odd path that will lead him to the same conclusions as most. This for Mifilil is confounding. She cannot follow her pupil’s methods, but does not question them, for they obviously work!
His way with words is just another thing that confuses people, he – because of his excellent tutorage – is deft with his words. And easily ties people in knots with them, he enjoys it.
He is a very flamboyant person in a crowd, very outgoing, and very self assured, he knows what he is, and he thrives on it. He is vain. Incredibly so, and will make sure he is never caught dead wearing something hideous, which is a great deal of things. His riches have allowed him this, and he enjoys looking fine, and glorious.
And because he knows he looks good, he is not afraid to flaunt this fact, it is allowed to go to his head, and the looks and words, and attention is all something that strokes his ego.
He was born the second eldest son of a wealthy trader of Telgar Hold, one of three siblings, he was the middle child. His mother doted upon him, exceptionally so. She made sure that his every whim was catered for, giving him a mild complex, where he will only ever accept the best around him, this further materialised into his personality with regards to how Ezieki treats himself. His Vanity probably the largest expression of this childhood treatment.
Colour and love for himself, this was something pressed upon him as a child, he and his mother were incredibly close, he became her 'golden' child, his father doted upon his elder brother, though was strict with all of his other siblings, whilst his mother doted upon him, and his youngest sister.
The father of the three siblings was always a hard working man who sought to make the best for his family, and get the best out of his children. Because of this, and his determination to get the eldest of the boys up to speed with accounts and ready to take over the family business, any to all of his free time was consumed throughout Ezieki's childhood by taking care of this issue, training his brother, Rikovor.
His elder brother, Rikovor, was someone Ezieki had a great deal of respect for, and a man Ezieki envied, because Rikovor seemed to have everything gifted to him upon a gilded platter. However the two had a great relationship as children, but as Ezieki entered his teens, and Rikovor turned fifteen, the pair became distant, almost as though they were not brothers at all. More like acquaintances, distanced over time. Their personalities were similar once, but as they grew, and their father and mother took to his brother and he, respectively, and moulding them, they have become like chalk and cheese, not one trait in common ground.
With regards to Jisier, his youngest sister, by three turns, Ezieki is incredibly close with her still, and immensely protective over her, perhaps because he knows all too well what males of his age, and slightly younger are like. She may try to shun him, but she adores both of her brothers, and is possibly the only subject he and Rikovor can converse upon.
However as the second son, he wasn’t overly concerned about his status, and never gained any ambition to a great degree, laziness set in from a young age, as his mother doted on him, and had their servants do anything and everything for the child. His father was often heard telling Ezieki (when in his presence) that he was a disappointment, especially from his teenage years.
It was around then he was forced into education, his father found him far too lazy, and as soon as he hit twelve, he pushed Ezieki into private tutorage. Mifilil took care of him for scholar-y works and with Cenidian for harsher physical training.
He got on well with Mifilil, timid as she was, he embarrassed her and harassed her, but the pair over all got on well, with an odd system of respect present between them.
Ezieki always took to his tasks like a duck to water, when she managed to motivate him, always managed to understand and comprehend everything put before him, he could debate an issue with eloquence and grace, and solve maths problems with ease. He did occasionally struggle with music based subjects, being rather tone deaf.
Cenidian, on the other hand, was a great deal harsher than Mifilil, but he would make Ezieki work, and work hard. It is because of Cenidian that Ezieki is just as graceful as he is. Cenidian taught Ezieki of hard, manual skills, some of which he succeeds at profoundly more than others.
Ezieki is rather very much a social creature, and thrives around others, he likes to be the centre of attention, and he has the guts to pull it off rather well.
His antics when out - have often reached back to the ears of his father, for which he has often been greatly punished for, the worst of which was brought upon Ezieki in retribution. His father took him with him, on a business trip, it was something Ezieki was reluctant to do, but his father encouraged him, and forced him along. It was then his father introduced him to a girl, a girl Ezieki had intimately known before this meeting, his father then decided to lie to Ezieki about the f act the girl was pregnant, and that if his father ever caught who got her pregnant He would string them, or force them into fatherhood. Naturally this got Ezieki into a panic. His own father then proceeded to dictate as to why he thought Ezieki would never do these things, about how Ezieki was a harmless flirt. At this stage Ezieki was sweating bullets, and gradually owned up to his father, that he might have sired that child... His father then lead off into a long and loud dictator’s speech to his son, publically. Telling the boy that he would have to face up to his misdoings, and that he would make a father, and would have to right his erroneous path by making good with the child. That it was fortuitous that the child’s mother was another of the richer families of the hold. That how Ezieki would have to make a good father to the child. Gradually filling him in upon the responsibilities- his father upheld these talks for an entire seven day – got the whole family in on the event. Ezieki, naturally was despairing at how his life would be miserable, and that he would have to work, earn a wage, support a family.
Finally his family opened him in on the secret, that he was not going to be a father, and that it was all a method of making him think next time before he got involved with someone. Ezieki sulked for about a month after this, though it did put a stop to his antics for about a month after that, he gradually slipped back into his cad-like ways, though he was a little more discreet about them from then on.
It's a tale he never discusses, for he finds it an incredible embarrassment that he actually fell for such a ploy.
He has never been given an amount of responsibility. His mother never seen fit for him to be tried, or tested in any way.
Ezieki has never really spent a great deal of time around the Caminar, he does have inherited prejudice against them from his father - who claims they steal a great deal of profit from his business. Also, within the trading industry, bad news travels fast, and bad tales of the Caminar even faster than this.
As with most prejudice, this has rubbed off onto Ezieki, only though to a mental degree, he would never openly insult them, but he notices their methods and mannerisms as alien, and peculiar, and because of this, he cannot help but class them separately from the 'Plantado' of the holds, or Weyrs.
As for the Caminar riders, he still respects them, though as with the regular Caminar folk, they retain their odd-ness to Ezieki's mind, and he does think them as foreign.
He does - silently - believe the rumours, that the Caminar are the ones who have taken a great number of the Plantado children, he doesn't know why they would, or have. But he does suspect they are the most likely candidates. He believes (though again he doesn’t share his opinions regarding this) that the Caminar are stealing the children for these reasons, using the girls for mothers in a few years to come, children sired by their own males.
On a trip to the local weyr of Telgar with his father - Ezieki was Searched for candidacy, byt the green rider G'tet. He searched for the Weyrlingmaster, I'dalyn, who aided the teen in going back to his home hold, of Telgar.
After a rushed goodbye to his family, he and I'dalyn made their way back to the weyr. A few days after settling in, Pelegaoth's First clutch sired by Jordeth was hatched.
Xyruth was the second egg to hatch, though the fourth to impress, the little blue found himself perplexed by the choice, before finally finding Ezieki.
So far the pair has found themselves at the heart of various troubles. Their first weyrling lesson did not go too well, starting a vague semblance of an argument with the Weyrleader himself, followed closely by a rebuking from I’dalyn. Though it really didn’t stop Ez from trying. Again after the rising flight of Finneth (K’houry’s green), which Daisulyth (I’dalyn’s brown) caught, the bonded’s of said dragons were rather fraught, mild weyrling gossip sparked into a dispute himself, Salina and vaguely Z’dayi, against the brown weyrling K’mar. I’dalyn was swift to find out about this and punished them all with a day of helping with the bleaching down in the washer rooms.
Mundane, life was. That was until the morning that things changed. I'dalyn was no longer weyrlingmaster - a fact that disturbed the young blue rider. But more so, was the simple idea that there were suddenly girls. Impressed unto greens. Living within the barracks as though nothing had transpired to get them there. Their dragon's had had male bonded, he and the others remembered H'fador and R'sen.
Ez'ki is hell bent on finding out what is behind this. Reasons, and explanations are needed to satiate his mind.
Dragons Name: Xyruth
Colour: Blue
Age: two months.
Physical Description:
The dark of twilight makes this slender blue a serpentine shadow, long-necked and long-tailed with eyes as dark as the midnight sky and no less starry. With his wings folded he's like the night itself, nothing salient in his rangy and sinewed limbs, arched belly or curving back. Though, it is when he throws those wings wide that Xyruth's most startling feature's revealed: streaks in hot white, lurid violet and shocking blue radiate outward from the wingjoint through his membrane wings, thunderstruck.
Personality:
Ambitious to a fault, Xyruth's worst handicaps are his color and his attention span. His rider can do little enough about the former, but may find himself obliged to mitigate the latter through careful control and cooperation with his beast if ambitions like these are to ever be attained. A pure current of energy, Xyruth is unbearable if he's held back - antsy, agitated, impossible to keep still, even dangerous in his careless inattentive enthusiasm - so if the goals he sets himself are out of reach, he must be set tasks to which he can lend his energies now to keep him from becoming destructive in his endless quest for accomplishment.
Other:
Mindvoice
The wild electricity of Xyruth's enthusiasm is apparent nowhere more than in his voice. To be touched by his mind is to be jolted by a lightning strike full of anxious, boundless energy. His anger comes forth in crackling, white-hot spikes of rage; his laughter rolls with deep delight like a distant, stormy thunder. (Color 6688ff)
Inspiration
Though electricity was 'discovered' in the 6th century BC when Thales of Miletus wrote that rubbing fur on various surfaces such as amber would cause an effect we now call 'static electricity,' and surely humans have witnessed electricity in the form of lightning since primeval times, the earliest suspected use of electricity for practical human purposes dates to the early centuries AD. The so-called 'Baghdad Battery,' a device made of a jar, a copper cylinder and an iron rod with an asphalt plug, seems a likely candidate for a electrochemical battery similar to that created by Alessandro Volta in 1800. The late 19th century was marked by the advent of the electric telegraph system and the emergence of electrical engineering as a profession. Major advances in electric purposing through the early 20th century included AC and DC current structures, the electric locomotive, and the telephone.
Xyruth's name, (while being specifically one I asked for) nods to what we now call the X-ray and what was called Roentgen rays in the time of Nikolas Tesla, who did much research and many experiments with the rays in the late 19th century.
Weyrling progress and notes upon the growing dragon:
As he approaches the age of a half turn Xyruth has become a rather awkward looking dragon, his wins and limbs are to large for his body, he looks long, drawn out as though stretched. His colouring has not changed in the slightest, still the blue of twilight. His wing membranes still as shocking. His personality is fading between the immaturity of his age, his attention span helping none. Logic is fleeting. His ambition is beginning to seep in slowly. Though it is still not overly prominent, nor is it showing vividly, I feel it will be like the membranes of his wings, shocking and lurid once his wings spread. The air will give his ambition is wings.
Have you read Game Philosophy and The Rules of Tempus Fugit?
I have indeed.
((Note: picture is not mine, I disclaim anything and everything to do with it, it just gives a very nice illustration as to how my character looks, and dresses. all credit goes to Heise on deviantart ))
Edit Dates:
~ 2nd June 2008 ~
Ezieki Created.
~ 3rd June 2008 ~
Ezieki profile edited
~ 4th June 2008 ~
Ezieki Complete & approved.
~ 16th June 2008 ~
Ez'ki impressed. History added to up until impression, and Xyruth added
(Creator[/size] Omnia Munda)
~21st August 2008 ~
Added some of his weyrling history and a little bit of a progress report on Xyruth's growth
~ 22nd Sseptember 2008 ~
Added/slightly ammended Xyruth - progress report on his
weyrlingness has been adapted to its own feature.
Ez'ki's history updated to involve the 'changes' to pern.
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Gender: Male
Age: 19 Turns
Rank: Weyrling
Physical Description
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As a refined man of good status, he is rarely seen wearing anything drab, or dull, everything is colourful, tasteful, and beautiful. He enjoys looking good, and abhors those days when he looks less than best.
He is fairly tall, stands at five foot eleven, making him quite a striking person, his features help with that too. Light skin, Red brown hair that is worn long, left loose and always perforated with accessories, clay brown eyes, lined by sharp brows, and fine features, he is strikingly attractive. Though his nose is a tad larger than regular, it suits his face, and is softened by a set jaw line.
He is lean, gently muscled, unscarred, he is far from pale, but he rarely ever tans. Tall and naturally thin, he keeps great care of himself.
Personality
Ezieki has no fear, some might say no sense as a result, but he sees no danger, and even if he does, he will do it regardless. He is brave beyond foolishness, often, on his days out of being schooled, he would climb an almost sheer cliff face to the bottom just because it was the most direct route of accessing a cove below. Even on days he was supposed to be schooled, his tutor might find Ezieki taking a break, and nursing a cool drink whilst basking in the Rukbat’s rays at the very top of the northern tower’s roof top. Simply explained by Ezieki, ‘for it was the place with the greatest availability.’
He is brave, foolhardy, but brave. He has no qualms in opposing someone, even if that one is a one who should be feared for power or their temper. Ezieki refuses to lower himself for anyone. He thinks that he is as good as everyone else, and better than most. So why should he be humble before someone? Humility is not something he is terribly good at.
Often, Ezieki finds himself rather the joker, mainly because he can use this to subtly imply things, within humour, but manages to get across his point. He is downright cheeky at times, and can be highly persuasive, and he does use it to his benefit, making sure that he gets what he wants from the situation. Though most find his audacious nature overbearing, it is possibly one of his most endearing traits.
Conversely to this, his level off arrogance generally turns people away, as mentioned before, he likes to think himself rather grand. He carries himself, and dresses himself lavishly, as a sign that he is not afraid to stand out, he enjoys the attention. He tends to ignore the opinions of others, especially if he thinks them below himself, because how could they know better than he? After all.
Things like this can easily anger him, especially if the person he deems as lower than him actually has a point, which is gradually coming to light, this is one of the easiest ways to piss him off. He hates being proved wrong, and will rarely ever admit defeat, be it a minor or major, his pride stands far greater between them.
His temper is not often flared, for he is lazy, and it requires a great deal of effort to deal with a person correctly when he’s angered. But with regard to his pride, and his emotions, his anger can be quick to flare. On sparse occasions, he gets angered to the point where his words become stiff, and he finds it immensely hard to express himself. Angering him further.
He is passionate about very few things. But where emotion lies, he is very persistent. His emotions are one thing that drives him, and he is slave to them above anything.
His organisation is incredibly lacking, he cannot organise anything to save his life, his efforts are half hearted, and even less thought through. Though his ideas might be good, he generally isn’t allowed to see through with the plans. Fortunately this is masked by his ability to shirk responsibility, or as he would say – to delegate.
His words and methods can be incredibly harsh, to the point of ruthless as a task manager though. He has very little concern unless the project is complete. His ruthlessness extends outside of managing people too.
Ezieki can be incredibly malicious, to the point of vindictive, and he is not a man you would wish to stand against, an eloquent tongue and ties with. And, he is far from quick to forget a past misdoing, it is something he will not let o until he thinks it has been settled, and he isn’t always one to support friendship over adversity in these instances.
Pig headed is one way to describe him, his mule-like stubbornness is something well grafted into his gene pool from both his mother and father, neither will relent until they have what they want, or have reached a compromise (that favours them).
He likes to take life at a gracious pace, a slow to dawdling even, he is highly effective at procrastinating, he can easily push onto the long finger a task that he knows needs to be done with little if any remorse.
An easy life has allowed him to be relaxed in everything, despite his great intelligence he is not expected to achieve a great deal because he cannot motivate himself. Despite this, he always seems to achieve the necessary. He will always pass any test put before him. Whether this is due to luck, or some other god, he doesn’t know, he doesn’t question either.
His tutor – Mifilil – she always worries on his behalf, she – though rather young herself – is well aware that Ezieki does not study, that he has the potential to be great if he just exerted the tiniest piece of effort. But, she cannot find a single way to motivate him, even bribery or threats do not work, because he is not of a personality to fall for such meaningless authority’s methods.
His thoughts and procedures are all very uncouth and unorthodox, he will not take the same route as anyone would suggest, but he will take an odd path that will lead him to the same conclusions as most. This for Mifilil is confounding. She cannot follow her pupil’s methods, but does not question them, for they obviously work!
His way with words is just another thing that confuses people, he – because of his excellent tutorage – is deft with his words. And easily ties people in knots with them, he enjoys it.
He is a very flamboyant person in a crowd, very outgoing, and very self assured, he knows what he is, and he thrives on it. He is vain. Incredibly so, and will make sure he is never caught dead wearing something hideous, which is a great deal of things. His riches have allowed him this, and he enjoys looking fine, and glorious.
And because he knows he looks good, he is not afraid to flaunt this fact, it is allowed to go to his head, and the looks and words, and attention is all something that strokes his ego.
Background
He was born the second eldest son of a wealthy trader of Telgar Hold, one of three siblings, he was the middle child. His mother doted upon him, exceptionally so. She made sure that his every whim was catered for, giving him a mild complex, where he will only ever accept the best around him, this further materialised into his personality with regards to how Ezieki treats himself. His Vanity probably the largest expression of this childhood treatment.
Colour and love for himself, this was something pressed upon him as a child, he and his mother were incredibly close, he became her 'golden' child, his father doted upon his elder brother, though was strict with all of his other siblings, whilst his mother doted upon him, and his youngest sister.
The father of the three siblings was always a hard working man who sought to make the best for his family, and get the best out of his children. Because of this, and his determination to get the eldest of the boys up to speed with accounts and ready to take over the family business, any to all of his free time was consumed throughout Ezieki's childhood by taking care of this issue, training his brother, Rikovor.
His elder brother, Rikovor, was someone Ezieki had a great deal of respect for, and a man Ezieki envied, because Rikovor seemed to have everything gifted to him upon a gilded platter. However the two had a great relationship as children, but as Ezieki entered his teens, and Rikovor turned fifteen, the pair became distant, almost as though they were not brothers at all. More like acquaintances, distanced over time. Their personalities were similar once, but as they grew, and their father and mother took to his brother and he, respectively, and moulding them, they have become like chalk and cheese, not one trait in common ground.
With regards to Jisier, his youngest sister, by three turns, Ezieki is incredibly close with her still, and immensely protective over her, perhaps because he knows all too well what males of his age, and slightly younger are like. She may try to shun him, but she adores both of her brothers, and is possibly the only subject he and Rikovor can converse upon.
However as the second son, he wasn’t overly concerned about his status, and never gained any ambition to a great degree, laziness set in from a young age, as his mother doted on him, and had their servants do anything and everything for the child. His father was often heard telling Ezieki (when in his presence) that he was a disappointment, especially from his teenage years.
It was around then he was forced into education, his father found him far too lazy, and as soon as he hit twelve, he pushed Ezieki into private tutorage. Mifilil took care of him for scholar-y works and with Cenidian for harsher physical training.
He got on well with Mifilil, timid as she was, he embarrassed her and harassed her, but the pair over all got on well, with an odd system of respect present between them.
Ezieki always took to his tasks like a duck to water, when she managed to motivate him, always managed to understand and comprehend everything put before him, he could debate an issue with eloquence and grace, and solve maths problems with ease. He did occasionally struggle with music based subjects, being rather tone deaf.
Cenidian, on the other hand, was a great deal harsher than Mifilil, but he would make Ezieki work, and work hard. It is because of Cenidian that Ezieki is just as graceful as he is. Cenidian taught Ezieki of hard, manual skills, some of which he succeeds at profoundly more than others.
Ezieki is rather very much a social creature, and thrives around others, he likes to be the centre of attention, and he has the guts to pull it off rather well.
His antics when out - have often reached back to the ears of his father, for which he has often been greatly punished for, the worst of which was brought upon Ezieki in retribution. His father took him with him, on a business trip, it was something Ezieki was reluctant to do, but his father encouraged him, and forced him along. It was then his father introduced him to a girl, a girl Ezieki had intimately known before this meeting, his father then decided to lie to Ezieki about the f act the girl was pregnant, and that if his father ever caught who got her pregnant He would string them, or force them into fatherhood. Naturally this got Ezieki into a panic. His own father then proceeded to dictate as to why he thought Ezieki would never do these things, about how Ezieki was a harmless flirt. At this stage Ezieki was sweating bullets, and gradually owned up to his father, that he might have sired that child... His father then lead off into a long and loud dictator’s speech to his son, publically. Telling the boy that he would have to face up to his misdoings, and that he would make a father, and would have to right his erroneous path by making good with the child. That it was fortuitous that the child’s mother was another of the richer families of the hold. That how Ezieki would have to make a good father to the child. Gradually filling him in upon the responsibilities- his father upheld these talks for an entire seven day – got the whole family in on the event. Ezieki, naturally was despairing at how his life would be miserable, and that he would have to work, earn a wage, support a family.
Finally his family opened him in on the secret, that he was not going to be a father, and that it was all a method of making him think next time before he got involved with someone. Ezieki sulked for about a month after this, though it did put a stop to his antics for about a month after that, he gradually slipped back into his cad-like ways, though he was a little more discreet about them from then on.
It's a tale he never discusses, for he finds it an incredible embarrassment that he actually fell for such a ploy.
He has never been given an amount of responsibility. His mother never seen fit for him to be tried, or tested in any way.
Ezieki has never really spent a great deal of time around the Caminar, he does have inherited prejudice against them from his father - who claims they steal a great deal of profit from his business. Also, within the trading industry, bad news travels fast, and bad tales of the Caminar even faster than this.
As with most prejudice, this has rubbed off onto Ezieki, only though to a mental degree, he would never openly insult them, but he notices their methods and mannerisms as alien, and peculiar, and because of this, he cannot help but class them separately from the 'Plantado' of the holds, or Weyrs.
As for the Caminar riders, he still respects them, though as with the regular Caminar folk, they retain their odd-ness to Ezieki's mind, and he does think them as foreign.
He does - silently - believe the rumours, that the Caminar are the ones who have taken a great number of the Plantado children, he doesn't know why they would, or have. But he does suspect they are the most likely candidates. He believes (though again he doesn’t share his opinions regarding this) that the Caminar are stealing the children for these reasons, using the girls for mothers in a few years to come, children sired by their own males.
On a trip to the local weyr of Telgar with his father - Ezieki was Searched for candidacy, byt the green rider G'tet. He searched for the Weyrlingmaster, I'dalyn, who aided the teen in going back to his home hold, of Telgar.
After a rushed goodbye to his family, he and I'dalyn made their way back to the weyr. A few days after settling in, Pelegaoth's First clutch sired by Jordeth was hatched.
Xyruth was the second egg to hatch, though the fourth to impress, the little blue found himself perplexed by the choice, before finally finding Ezieki.
So far the pair has found themselves at the heart of various troubles. Their first weyrling lesson did not go too well, starting a vague semblance of an argument with the Weyrleader himself, followed closely by a rebuking from I’dalyn. Though it really didn’t stop Ez from trying. Again after the rising flight of Finneth (K’houry’s green), which Daisulyth (I’dalyn’s brown) caught, the bonded’s of said dragons were rather fraught, mild weyrling gossip sparked into a dispute himself, Salina and vaguely Z’dayi, against the brown weyrling K’mar. I’dalyn was swift to find out about this and punished them all with a day of helping with the bleaching down in the washer rooms.
Mundane, life was. That was until the morning that things changed. I'dalyn was no longer weyrlingmaster - a fact that disturbed the young blue rider. But more so, was the simple idea that there were suddenly girls. Impressed unto greens. Living within the barracks as though nothing had transpired to get them there. Their dragon's had had male bonded, he and the others remembered H'fador and R'sen.
Ez'ki is hell bent on finding out what is behind this. Reasons, and explanations are needed to satiate his mind.
Dragonriders
Dragons Name: Xyruth
Colour: Blue
Age: two months.
Physical Description:
The dark of twilight makes this slender blue a serpentine shadow, long-necked and long-tailed with eyes as dark as the midnight sky and no less starry. With his wings folded he's like the night itself, nothing salient in his rangy and sinewed limbs, arched belly or curving back. Though, it is when he throws those wings wide that Xyruth's most startling feature's revealed: streaks in hot white, lurid violet and shocking blue radiate outward from the wingjoint through his membrane wings, thunderstruck.
Personality:
Ambitious to a fault, Xyruth's worst handicaps are his color and his attention span. His rider can do little enough about the former, but may find himself obliged to mitigate the latter through careful control and cooperation with his beast if ambitions like these are to ever be attained. A pure current of energy, Xyruth is unbearable if he's held back - antsy, agitated, impossible to keep still, even dangerous in his careless inattentive enthusiasm - so if the goals he sets himself are out of reach, he must be set tasks to which he can lend his energies now to keep him from becoming destructive in his endless quest for accomplishment.
Other:
Mindvoice
The wild electricity of Xyruth's enthusiasm is apparent nowhere more than in his voice. To be touched by his mind is to be jolted by a lightning strike full of anxious, boundless energy. His anger comes forth in crackling, white-hot spikes of rage; his laughter rolls with deep delight like a distant, stormy thunder. (Color 6688ff)
Inspiration
Though electricity was 'discovered' in the 6th century BC when Thales of Miletus wrote that rubbing fur on various surfaces such as amber would cause an effect we now call 'static electricity,' and surely humans have witnessed electricity in the form of lightning since primeval times, the earliest suspected use of electricity for practical human purposes dates to the early centuries AD. The so-called 'Baghdad Battery,' a device made of a jar, a copper cylinder and an iron rod with an asphalt plug, seems a likely candidate for a electrochemical battery similar to that created by Alessandro Volta in 1800. The late 19th century was marked by the advent of the electric telegraph system and the emergence of electrical engineering as a profession. Major advances in electric purposing through the early 20th century included AC and DC current structures, the electric locomotive, and the telephone.
Xyruth's name, (while being specifically one I asked for) nods to what we now call the X-ray and what was called Roentgen rays in the time of Nikolas Tesla, who did much research and many experiments with the rays in the late 19th century.
Weyrling progress and notes upon the growing dragon:
As he approaches the age of a half turn Xyruth has become a rather awkward looking dragon, his wins and limbs are to large for his body, he looks long, drawn out as though stretched. His colouring has not changed in the slightest, still the blue of twilight. His wing membranes still as shocking. His personality is fading between the immaturity of his age, his attention span helping none. Logic is fleeting. His ambition is beginning to seep in slowly. Though it is still not overly prominent, nor is it showing vividly, I feel it will be like the membranes of his wings, shocking and lurid once his wings spread. The air will give his ambition is wings.
Have you read Game Philosophy and The Rules of Tempus Fugit?
I have indeed.
((Note: picture is not mine, I disclaim anything and everything to do with it, it just gives a very nice illustration as to how my character looks, and dresses. all credit goes to Heise on deviantart ))
Edit Dates:
~ 2nd June 2008 ~
Ezieki Created.
~ 3rd June 2008 ~
Ezieki profile edited
~ 4th June 2008 ~
Ezieki Complete & approved.
~ 16th June 2008 ~
Ez'ki impressed. History added to up until impression, and Xyruth added
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~21st August 2008 ~
Added some of his weyrling history and a little bit of a progress report on Xyruth's growth
~ 22nd Sseptember 2008 ~
Added/slightly ammended Xyruth - progress report on his
weyrlingness has been adapted to its own feature.
Ez'ki's history updated to involve the 'changes' to pern.
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