<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2em;">Current Characters</span></strong></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;">Character Player: TheHatintheCat<br/>Character Name: Da'Nal<br/>Hold/Weyr [Pre-Search]: Telgar Hold Smith Craft Hall<br/>Hold/Weyr [Post-Search/Hatching]: Fort<br/>Age: 17<br/>Description: tall and wiry, red hair<br/>Dragon Name/Color: Stnall brown<br/>Brief History: was an apprentice when he was searched.  Though a little bit older then most boys when he was found, Telgar still took him because they hadn't found many candidates for that hatching.<br/>Skills/Craft: Smith. </span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;"><strong>Character Player</strong>:  Rhapsody<br/><strong>Character Name</strong>:  Darsi<br/><strong>Hold/Weyr [Pre-Search]</strong>:  Keroon Hold/Beastcraft Hall (Igen Weyr)<br/><strong>Hold/Weyr [Post-Search/Hatching]</strong>:  Fort<br/><strong>Age</strong>: 19 (at time of Search)<br/><strong>Orientation</strong>: Bisexual<br/><strong>Description</strong>:  (See image)<br/><strong>Dragon Name/Color</strong>:  Sinleth (blue, see image)<br/><strong>Skills/Craft</strong>: Journeywoman Beastmaster<br/><strong>Brief History</strong>:  Darsi was born and raised into a family line of Beastmasters, and until the Search dragon sought her as a suitable candidate for a queen's clutch, she was well on her way to following in those footsteps.  Originally, she was thought to be a queen candidate, but before the golden egg could hatch, a blue hatchling sought her out, fusing their minds together in a bond only death could break.  Since that time, she's been learning the ropes as a dragonrider, with a tentative eye towards becoming a Weyrlingmaster in her own right when her dragon matures and a position opens.<br/><br/>(http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/353038534_77c5e91499.jpg?v=0)(http://images.quizilla.com/K/KI/KIL/KilalagoesPurrrr/1159046357_bluedragon.jpg)</span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Character Information- Daylily</strong></span><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong> G'breal<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 32<br/><strong>Gender:</strong> male<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong> hetero<br/><strong>Rank:</strong> bronzerider<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Fort Weyr<br/><strong>Mother:</strong> Alana, deceased (age 30); Betris, crechemother, Fort Weyr, 60 (foster mother)<br/><strong>Father:</strong> Gebor, journeyman smith, Fort Weyr, 64<br/><strong>Siblings:</strong> 1; Borlan, journeyman healer, Fort Healerhall, 34<br/><strong>Weyrmate/Lover:</strong> none<br/><strong>Children:</strong> none<br/><br/>(http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/bijou1893/spockzq.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Physical Description:</strong> G'breal is a tall man, at a height of 6'4".  He has a wiry, muscular form similar to an athlete, the product of a lifetime of activity, exercise and a fast metabolism.  He has wavy, black hair which he keeps moderately groomed, but it tends to have a life of its own.  His deep cinnamon brown eyes seem capable of warming any heart and might endeavor to...someday.  He has a naturally even, pale complexion that has no real hope of ever tanning in the northern climes of High Reaches.  He has a rich voice, marred by a slight lisp.<br/><br/>He cuts an almost handsome figure, though his features are so strong they are merely aggressive looking and not particularly noted as handsome.  If he smiled once in a while, it would definitely help on the handsome-and-not-imposing factor.  But that isn't what he wants.  He enjoys the sense of control he exudes through his carriage and demeanor. <br/><br/>His clothing tends toward the dramatic in color and cut, though it does retain some element of utility as he is always dressed for the weather, whatever it may be.  He prefers dark colors, whether jewel tones or black.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> G'breal can be a generally friendly, amiable sort of man.  Looking at him, though, you would never know it.  He keeps a cultured façade of apathetic cold.  He seems to care for no one but Voroth, and tends to keep it that way. He has a dirty sense of humor, that comes out more scathing than anything…again, his effort to push people away is full at work at all times.<br/><br/>He is cunning and ruthless, a schemer--which makes him the perfect political pawn.  He is patient to a point, but when he believes it is no longer time for patience, he will act….on whatever matter is at hand.  He has a brutal temper, which he carries deep and allows to stew.  If one were to get to know him, they would know that the political entanglements he has been snared in (some willingly, others unwillingly) have started to corrupt his mind, leaving him precariously unstable in some instances...something that he variably tries to keep calmed.  Some days, he isn't so successful.<br/><br/>He has a deep appreciation for mechanics, both social and pertaining to his craft, and he is a voracious learner.  Despite his understanding of social mechanics, he tends toward being a loner, and as such has never had any serious romantic entanglements as yet. <br/><br/><strong>History:</strong>  Gebreal was born with more circumstance than any newborn could ever want.  The second child of the Fort Weyrsmith and his wife, Gebreal was born a sevenday early and his mother survived his birth by only days.  Left in the care of his grieving father and toddler brother, he was put into the creche system at Fort Weyr and given the care that his father believed he deserved.  Gebreal's older brother was also cared for by the same foster mother, so the boys could grow up together.  Continuing in his craft, Gebor mourned his wife and eventually married the woman who fostered his sons.  They have no children together.<br/><br/>The stability of a family life was not always what Gebreal needed as a child and he soon got into mischief with his peers, forcing his father to sit him down and make him choose a profession.  Gebor thought it best to find Gebreal a place in a craft that could keep his mind busy, and the boy chose to apprentice with the smithcraft.  This decision seemed the best for him, and at the age of 12 he moved to the Smithcraft Hall to begin his apprenticeship. <br/><br/>A typical apprentice, he carried on at the smith hall much as he had at the Weyr, but instead of punishment, he was given more complex tasks to unravel, which kept him occupied more often than not.  Still, his mischevious pranks on his peers did not subside and his teachers had to find extra work for him to do, helping the masons build stone structures.  Their tactic worked--due to his sheer exhaustion at the end of every day, he had no time to think up new pranks, and they could cut back on the punishments that weren't doing any good any way.<br/><br/>At the age of 21, he was the eldest remaining apprentice in the crafthall, others either stating their intention to study for their journeymanship or having moved on to other things.  A cool autumn afternoon found him in the front courtyard of the Hall, slowed on their way to classes by the approach of a pair of dragons on Search.  The smallish green, Feydrath by name, chose Gebreal as her quarry to bring back to Stand for a clutch hardening at Fort. <br/><br/>Thrown into a different kind of life than he's known as a child, the regimented rigor of training as a candidate brought a drive out in him that no one that knew him had ever anticipated.  His turns at the Smith hall had turned him from spindly 12 turn old to a grown man of 21, full of vigor and strength.  He seemed to finally have a purpose that he seemed rooted in and, when he Impressed bronze Voroth less than a month later, his halting progress at the Hall seemed to pale in comparison to his determination to live with his dragon.<br/><br/>He seemed to finally have a purpose...<br/><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Dragon Information</span></strong><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong> Voroth<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 11<br/><strong>Color:</strong> bronze<br/><strong>Physical Description:</strong>  Voroth is a mid-sized bronze, whose undertones are a deep cinnamon brown yet there is no mistake of the metallic sheen to his hide. His underflanks and wings deepen into a very dark bronze.  He is particular about his appearance, and is fond of bathing.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>  Voroth is a serious dragon, not given to much humor.  He is set on his job in life, and lives for that.  What other need is there?  He is no-nonsense, and strict most of the time.  He is not given to talking much, unless he finds the need to do so.  In fact, he is a mite shy, and would rather keep his peace than rattle off about things that the others seem to do, in his estimation.<br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Crafting Information</strong></span><br/><br/><strong>Craft:</strong> Smithcraft - Engineering<br/><strong>Rank:</strong> Senior Apprentice</span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;">Character Player: Paladin<br/>Character Name: Ja'son<br/>Hold/Weyr [Pre-Search]: Ruatha Hold<br/>Hold/Weyr [Post-Search/Hatching]: Benden<br/>Age: 20<br/>Description: Strong and Stocky, Green eyes and black hair<br/>Dragon Name/Color: Tarth/ Bronze<br/>Brief History: He was a Leather Tanner son when he was Searched by F'lar at the age of 16. Since then he has increased his skill beyond leatherworking and now is an avid huntsman.<br/>Skills/Craft: Leatherworking, Journyman in Woodsmanship. <br/><br/>More Description to come.</span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;"><strong>Name:</strong> Katra<br/><strong>Age:</strong>  19<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>  Female<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>  Heterosexual, bordering on bi-curious<br/><strong>Rank:</strong>  Junior Weyrwoman<br/><strong>Location:</strong>  Fort Weyr<br/><strong>Parents:</strong>  Alexis and T'lin; Senior Weyrwoman and Weyrleader [Gold/Bronze] Queen's Flight from another roleplay- Warning: Mature (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4085604/1/Queens_Flight_Excerpt)<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>  Katra is a self-sufficient woman, often striking out on her own.  She is her mother's daughter, and loves to watch the dragons fly.  Though her mother is Weyrwoman, Katra had only been on dragonback a few times in her life.  She is a bit sly, and sneaky- often stealing meatrolls from the kitchens and charming things from the Journeymen.<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>  She is like her mother in most ways, average.  Her hair is pure black, falling in a mass of curls around her shoulders.  Katra has eyes the color of ice, and they always gleam as if she knows something everyone else does not.  She inherited her father's high cheek bones, and slightly upturned nose.  Her skin is fairly pale, and sometimes easily burns.  Her fingers are long and agile, deftly completing any task set before her.  Katra is around the height of 5'7".<br/><br/>Her clothes hug a body trimmed by exercise, and outdoor activities- least ways when Thread is not falling.  She wears clean cut clothes, never going for anything loose, but not tight enough to be constricting.  A pendant hangs around her neck, a gift from a Weryling long ago.<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong>  Katra has spent her life living up to her mother's reputation.  Her mother was a strong woman, and an even better leader.  Katra never really thought her place would be in a Weyr, but she often spent her time watching the dragons fly overhead.  She had only ever been on dragonback three times in her life, but she hoped to do it more some day.<br/><br/>When she was Searched by a greenrider, her mother and father had been overjoyed that she too would get to realize the joy of Impression.  The Hatching had been nerve-racking, and Katra had prayed to not let her parents down.  The tiny Queen had come to her... Morgiath.<br/><br/><strong>Dragon- Morgiath (http://dragonbluespoetry.com/WebSets/Graphics/GoldDragonBlink.gif)</strong></span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;"><strong>Name:</strong>  E'an<br/><strong>Age:</strong>  20<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>  Male<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>  Heterosexual<br/><strong>Rank:</strong>  Brown rider<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Fort Weyr<br/><strong>Parents:</strong>  Ry'trel and Gwenth- A green and blue rider<br/><strong>Personality:</strong>  He tends to lead first with his sarcasm, but his personality sometimes varies depending on the situation.<br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>  E'van is still a rough around the edges man, even as a dragon rider.  He keeps his brown hair trimmed, and slightly longer on the top.  He is pretty average in height and weight.  Usually, he keeps to himself and wears breeches, boots and a light shirt.  His eyes are a piercing blue, and gleaming with a predatory nature.  He is much like a dragon in the way he hunts- since he is very, very good at his job.<br/><strong>History</strong>Formally known as Evan, he was a hunter that supplied his Hold, and others with their meat, and some scavenged plant life.  Though his parents were dragonriders, he refrained from being around Dragons.  He never really thought himself to be someone that could converse with Dragons, but he seemed to be wrong.  He was Searched by a Brown rider late one Fall at Fort Weyr.<br/><br/><br/>Dragon- Caineth (http://unrealitymag.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/draco.jpg)</span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;">Appearance (http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e149/macross_green/Game%20Images/OddCharacters/wanderer.jpg)<br/><br/>Name: Arlyn<br/>Hold or Weyr Affiliation: Nerat Hold<br/>Age: 17 or 18<br/>Description: A lightly-tanned youth with dark hair, standing at merely 5'10" with a lithe figure.  Has few clothes, but does manage to keep them in decent repair<br/>Dragon Name/Color: None yet.<br/>Brief History: Typically given the job of repairing minor ship parts (hooks, pulleys) and assisting in the forges, he was picked up on a Search for Weyrlings shortly after becoming 15 turns old.  Though the most recent Hatchings have wound up with him being rejected each time, he has been kept in the weyr for his overall ability to fix things and assist with teaching younger weyrlings how to care for dragons.  The main problem is that he is soon expected to be too old to be able to impress...<br/>Skills: Minor repair work, minor forge skills (can make small items, horse shoes, etc), minor cooking and mending,  basic teaching (caring for dragons, lesser skills).</span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>