Post by Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro) on Aug 27, 2012 21:37:24 GMT -8
Name: M'brey (pre-Impression: Mobrey Songborn-Oneri)
Pronunciation: Muh-bray (Mow-bray Song-born Oh-nare-eye)
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Turnday: 3061.06.06
Location: Vrishna Dragonridge Caravan
Rank: Dragonrider (ex Runnerbeast Assistant)
Family: Blood-family unknown, was adopted by the Dragonridge Vrishna Clan:
Marula Vrishna; cousin {f}, 24, Childkeeper – circa DRH & CSH
Dyranor Vrishna; cousin {m}, 21, Tanner/Scout – circa DRH & CSH
Laddyr Vrishna; cousin {m}, 12, Shepherd - circa DRH & CSH [/ul]
Pryana Vrishna; mother, 44, Wife/Cook - circa DRH & CSH
Amaris Oneri; father, 50, Runnerbeast Keeper - circa DRH & CSH
Marisry Oneri; sister, 24, Wife/Childkeeper - circa DRH & CSH
Farrow Praetori; brother-in-law, 25, Hunter/Trapper - circa DRH & CSH
Saddyris Oneri; sister, 21, Scout and Trainer — circa DRH & CSH[/ul]
Myrna Vrishna; maternal aunt, 40, Wife/Cook - circa DRH & CSH
Ewo Kikori; uncle, 42, Woodcrafter – circa DRH & CSH
Dyrana Vrishna; maternal aunt, 34, Seamstress - circa DRH & CSH
Hanslo Denmarrik; uncle, 38, Journeyman Weaver – circa DRH & CSH
Friends:
Pets: Black and white tobiano pinto male half-draftstock runnerbeast Palavaris (7), Black and gold male canine Karatos (3), Gold-Pink firelizard Samiirala (3 months).
Appearance: Mobrey is not particularly tall for his age, standing around five and a third feet, though if his height is measured at the top of his lightly-curled (slightly more curly than wavy) brown hair he comes out closer to 5’5”. In the right light (which is to say sunlight of any sort) his hair has highlights of golden blond. He has filled out some since his adoption (and access to food), but his build is lean and lanky, so that he seems to have a perpetual waifish look about him, and from the small size of his feet and his overall proportions, he will probably never be a tall man.
His eyes are a rich hazel shade, which can look either more green or more brown, depending on the light. They are set a little wider apart than average, though since they are also a little larger than average, the effect is not as pronounced as it could be. His face is broader across the forehead than in any other plane, which has the effect of making his chin look narrow, for overall his face is almost triangle shaped, though his chin breaks the pattern somewhat, imparting a hint of stubbornness to the face.
Despite his lean build, Mobrey is very muscular, though rather than possessing powerful strength he is quick and graceful. In fact, he makes quite the dancer, though he prefers working with the runnerbeasts with his adoptive father, Amaris Oneri. He prefers to wear black trousers with a red or yellow shirt and a black vest, though for work which he knows will get him dirty he will wear clothes of some indiscriminate brown or off-white. He is most frequently seen mounted on his runner, Palavaris, keeping an eye on those runners that travel in strings for rotating wagon pullers out.
Personality: Mobrey tends to be quiet. He very rarely says more than is necessary, though he is extremely smart and often makes leaps of intuition (which are frequently accurate) based on very few pieces of a puzzle. He is good with spatial reasoning, and very good at on the spot improvisation. In fact, he very rarely makes plans too far in advance, preferring to rely on his wits and intelligence to make something up on the spot (or only a moments prior to being on the spot).
Mobrey has a lot of energy, and loves working with runnerbeasts and canines. This energy frequently shows itself in an enthusiasm for whatever task he finds himself currently engaged in. He is frequently a happy individual, ready and willing to laugh through just about anything. However, there are moments when he is uncommonly solemn and serious, especially if he is reflecting about something that happened in the past.
History: Mobrey has absolutely no clue who his family was, nor does he truly recall a life outside the Vrishna Caravan, though he remembers clearly hunger and misery. In fact, as far as conscious recollection goes, Mobrey has two early-life memories that stand out clearly. The first is of spying meat roasting in a fire and creeping closer, intending to snag some, only to be lifted clear of the ground by a pair of powerful hands. He’d been terrified at the time, expecting to be thrashed, but instead he’d been looked over briefly, then carried over and handed to someone else, while his captor left and returned with food, offering it to the boy. He now knows that this took place at the Shearing Festival near Melisong Hold, when he was about six Turns old, and that the man who caught him was Dyrmar Vrishna (who had handed him to Pryana Vrishna, his future adoptive mother), but at the time all he knew was that he suddenly had warm food, and was being held in a way that spoke to something deep within him, telling him that he was safe.
The next thing he remembers is the adoption ceremony that made him a part of both the Caravan and of Pryana Vrishna and Amaris Oneri’s family. he doesn’t necessarily remember it with true clarity, but he remembers drums, singing, dancing, and a huge bonfire. His other memory is of being prompted to drink from first one cup and then another of a somewhat bitter tasting drink. The second cup and been passed through two adults and three older girls (whom he knows now were his soon-to-be adoptive family) first, each of whom took a liberal sip. After he drank from it, it was tossed into the fire. He later saw a similar cup in the possession of his adoptive mother, who explained that it was the family cup, used in ceremonies that celebrated the bond between members of a family.
Following those two events, his life has consisted of traveling with the Caravan, assisting his adoptive father with the runnerbeasts and his adoptive sister Saddyris (who is probably his favorite family member) in training the canines that serve as assistants to the guards and shepherds of the Caravan. After about five Turns in the Caravan, when he was older and stronger, his adoptive father gifted him with a runnerbeast of his very own, whom he promptly named Palavaris.
He was given Karatos by Saddyris about a Turn later, on his chosen Turnday. The puppy was part of a litter sired by Saddyris’s own Mud, which made the puppy infinitely more special to Mobrey.
Adoption?: Yes
Dragon Name: Nellielth (Nell-ee-elth)
Dragon's Gender: Female
Dragon's Age: 17 months (born 3075.09.02)
Dragon's Color: DarkBlue (00009C)
Dragon's Appearance: Now 19 months old, Nellielth has reached her adult length of 24 feet from point of shoulder to point of rump. She is still filling out some though, and looks a little unfinished as a result
Dragon's Personality: Despite being quiet and withdrawn, Nellielth is anything but antisocial. She simply likes to watch and speak when it is best suited. She is a very loving dragoness to those she deems worthy of being close to... but you have to be of exceptional character for her to deem you worthy. She is naturally distrusting of others - sometimes even her own rider and especially those who wish to get close to them, but once she warms up to you, you have a friend for life who will fiercely protect you. She is truly thoughtful and often trying to keep herself ahead of the others. She can be quite sweet when she wants to be.
Pronunciation: Muh-bray (Mow-bray Song-born Oh-nare-eye)
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Turnday: 3061.06.06
Location: Vrishna Dragonridge Caravan
Rank: Dragonrider (ex Runnerbeast Assistant)
Family: Blood-family unknown, was adopted by the Dragonridge Vrishna Clan:
Marula Vrishna; cousin {f}, 24, Childkeeper – circa DRH & CSH
Dyranor Vrishna; cousin {m}, 21, Tanner/Scout – circa DRH & CSH
Laddyr Vrishna; cousin {m}, 12, Shepherd - circa DRH & CSH [/ul]
Pryana Vrishna; mother, 44, Wife/Cook - circa DRH & CSH
Amaris Oneri; father, 50, Runnerbeast Keeper - circa DRH & CSH
Marisry Oneri; sister, 24, Wife/Childkeeper - circa DRH & CSH
Farrow Praetori; brother-in-law, 25, Hunter/Trapper - circa DRH & CSH
Saddyris Oneri; sister, 21, Scout and Trainer — circa DRH & CSH[/ul]
Myrna Vrishna; maternal aunt, 40, Wife/Cook - circa DRH & CSH
Ewo Kikori; uncle, 42, Woodcrafter – circa DRH & CSH
Dyrana Vrishna; maternal aunt, 34, Seamstress - circa DRH & CSH
Hanslo Denmarrik; uncle, 38, Journeyman Weaver – circa DRH & CSH
Also holds ties to the Stormy Plains Praetori and Golden Valley Romanis Caravans
Friends:
Pets: Black and white tobiano pinto male half-draftstock runnerbeast Palavaris (7), Black and gold male canine Karatos (3), Gold-Pink firelizard Samiirala (3 months).
Appearance: Mobrey is not particularly tall for his age, standing around five and a third feet, though if his height is measured at the top of his lightly-curled (slightly more curly than wavy) brown hair he comes out closer to 5’5”. In the right light (which is to say sunlight of any sort) his hair has highlights of golden blond. He has filled out some since his adoption (and access to food), but his build is lean and lanky, so that he seems to have a perpetual waifish look about him, and from the small size of his feet and his overall proportions, he will probably never be a tall man.
His eyes are a rich hazel shade, which can look either more green or more brown, depending on the light. They are set a little wider apart than average, though since they are also a little larger than average, the effect is not as pronounced as it could be. His face is broader across the forehead than in any other plane, which has the effect of making his chin look narrow, for overall his face is almost triangle shaped, though his chin breaks the pattern somewhat, imparting a hint of stubbornness to the face.
Despite his lean build, Mobrey is very muscular, though rather than possessing powerful strength he is quick and graceful. In fact, he makes quite the dancer, though he prefers working with the runnerbeasts with his adoptive father, Amaris Oneri. He prefers to wear black trousers with a red or yellow shirt and a black vest, though for work which he knows will get him dirty he will wear clothes of some indiscriminate brown or off-white. He is most frequently seen mounted on his runner, Palavaris, keeping an eye on those runners that travel in strings for rotating wagon pullers out.
Personality: Mobrey tends to be quiet. He very rarely says more than is necessary, though he is extremely smart and often makes leaps of intuition (which are frequently accurate) based on very few pieces of a puzzle. He is good with spatial reasoning, and very good at on the spot improvisation. In fact, he very rarely makes plans too far in advance, preferring to rely on his wits and intelligence to make something up on the spot (or only a moments prior to being on the spot).
Mobrey has a lot of energy, and loves working with runnerbeasts and canines. This energy frequently shows itself in an enthusiasm for whatever task he finds himself currently engaged in. He is frequently a happy individual, ready and willing to laugh through just about anything. However, there are moments when he is uncommonly solemn and serious, especially if he is reflecting about something that happened in the past.
History: Mobrey has absolutely no clue who his family was, nor does he truly recall a life outside the Vrishna Caravan, though he remembers clearly hunger and misery. In fact, as far as conscious recollection goes, Mobrey has two early-life memories that stand out clearly. The first is of spying meat roasting in a fire and creeping closer, intending to snag some, only to be lifted clear of the ground by a pair of powerful hands. He’d been terrified at the time, expecting to be thrashed, but instead he’d been looked over briefly, then carried over and handed to someone else, while his captor left and returned with food, offering it to the boy. He now knows that this took place at the Shearing Festival near Melisong Hold, when he was about six Turns old, and that the man who caught him was Dyrmar Vrishna (who had handed him to Pryana Vrishna, his future adoptive mother), but at the time all he knew was that he suddenly had warm food, and was being held in a way that spoke to something deep within him, telling him that he was safe.
The next thing he remembers is the adoption ceremony that made him a part of both the Caravan and of Pryana Vrishna and Amaris Oneri’s family. he doesn’t necessarily remember it with true clarity, but he remembers drums, singing, dancing, and a huge bonfire. His other memory is of being prompted to drink from first one cup and then another of a somewhat bitter tasting drink. The second cup and been passed through two adults and three older girls (whom he knows now were his soon-to-be adoptive family) first, each of whom took a liberal sip. After he drank from it, it was tossed into the fire. He later saw a similar cup in the possession of his adoptive mother, who explained that it was the family cup, used in ceremonies that celebrated the bond between members of a family.
Following those two events, his life has consisted of traveling with the Caravan, assisting his adoptive father with the runnerbeasts and his adoptive sister Saddyris (who is probably his favorite family member) in training the canines that serve as assistants to the guards and shepherds of the Caravan. After about five Turns in the Caravan, when he was older and stronger, his adoptive father gifted him with a runnerbeast of his very own, whom he promptly named Palavaris.
He was given Karatos by Saddyris about a Turn later, on his chosen Turnday. The puppy was part of a litter sired by Saddyris’s own Mud, which made the puppy infinitely more special to Mobrey.
Adoption?: Yes
Dragon Name: Nellielth (Nell-ee-elth)
Dragon's Gender: Female
Dragon's Age: 17 months (born 3075.09.02)
Dragon's Color: DarkBlue (00009C)
Dragon's Appearance: Now 19 months old, Nellielth has reached her adult length of 24 feet from point of shoulder to point of rump. She is still filling out some though, and looks a little unfinished as a result
Dragon's Personality: Despite being quiet and withdrawn, Nellielth is anything but antisocial. She simply likes to watch and speak when it is best suited. She is a very loving dragoness to those she deems worthy of being close to... but you have to be of exceptional character for her to deem you worthy. She is naturally distrusting of others - sometimes even her own rider and especially those who wish to get close to them, but once she warms up to you, you have a friend for life who will fiercely protect you. She is truly thoughtful and often trying to keep herself ahead of the others. She can be quite sweet when she wants to be.
