Post by Simile on Apr 24, 2011 23:13:39 GMT -8
Name: Z’ron (Formerly: Zalleron)
Pronunciation: Zuh-ron
Gender: Male
Age: 20 Turns
Weyr: Dark Mists Weyr
Rank: DarkBlue Rider
Family:
Mother: Allura - Holdfolk
Father: Z’lin-BrownRider, now at RMW, not as evil as he used to be
Brothers:
Kurran
Jukran
Lauran
Sisters:
Lijira
Liarija
Weyrmate: N/A
Pets: N/A
Personality:
Zalleron is a spiteful, hateful, little con artist who knows how to hide any emotion he may feel. He is a master actor. He can easily trick some of the shrewdest minds into believing his every facade. He is not exactly what you would call normal. His mind is very keen and ready for anything, just as his nature is. He is always ready for a fight. However, he tends to handle himself with dignity and control, all things considered. He has a superiority complex, believing he is the best of anyone to ever walk the earth. He believes he deserves better than the Hold he came from. Zalleron is what you might call a stuck up snob… If it weren’t for the fact that he was too busy scheming his way to the top, he might actually be considered a womanizer… He hates most holders and prefers the idea of being a dragonman. One that can rule. He desires nothing but power and revenge on all those around him who have plagued his existence. He blesses the man who gave him life as much as his mother and her husband hate him. Zalleron is definitely not someone who you should mess with…. If you even insinuate the idea of hitting him, watch your back… he might just decide you should die. He’ll find the means to accomplish it as well…
Appearance:
Zalleron is an athletically built young man with short cropped black hair. Although it is “short cropped” it actually comes down around his face in the front a little is a tiny bit shaggy. His eyes are a deep brown green color that shines with malicious intent and sharp intelligence from his tanned face. His body is very muscular and well tanned. However, Zalleron is a little on the short side, coming in at about 5’ 6”. Over all he is rather handsome with deeply tanned skin and a fake personality to draw others to him. However, he does have some rather… ugly scars on his back, stomach, arms, and legs from beating given him by his mother’s husband for minor things.
History:
Zalleron grew up in Fort Hold. He was reared by a mother who treated him like he was a curse. He never knew his father, but his mother always seemed to refer to his father in a spat out “that man,” or, “that trundlebug.” She obviously hated his father with more than just a loathing, but real hate. She treated him poorly compared to her other children and the man he knew was his mother’s husband treated him as a blemish or stain on the world. The man would beat him for the smallest mistake. His mother’s name was Allera. She was a beautiful woman with black hair and green eyes. Zalleron probably got most of his looks from his father, but still his features bore his mother’s mark as well. Allera would never out rightly kill her own son, but she didn’t treat him well. He was treated more like the family canine than like a human being. The man Allura was married to dispised and disdained Zalleron. His name was nothing like Zallerons… in fact it was completely different, holding hardly any of the same letters.
His parents often spoke of him, Allura actually defending the thing she despised most. Her husband wanted to either send Zalleron far away or have him killed. He was a blemish on his name and his mother’s. Zalleron felt more and more resent for them and for himself, but that all changed. He found that he thought of himself as better than them. He had adopted the logic that if the despised you, it must mean that they feared you, that they feared what you could become. It was partially true in his case. His father was none other than the BrownRider Z’lin. However, he didn’t know this… but both Allura and her husband did. It had come from dark time in their past when Allura had been home alone with the two children she had already had. Z’lin came then and had taken refuge in her home…. Zalleron didn’t even know that much about his real father, but still he praised him.
Later on, Zalleron became very manipulative and started being able to persuade and bend people to his will with relative ease. He was spending less and less time at home and was avoiding beating after beating. He was smart and cunning and that probably saved him. He was then searched by a Rider from DMW while he was out and gallivanting around. He was lucky his parents weren’t home at the time, but, then he knew that. They had gone to visit Allura’s parents and had left him behind. His grandparents had hated him more than his so called “parents had.” But that was all in the past. It was a dragon that was in his future.
And... To his great delight, he Impressed a DarkBlue named Slienreth. The DarkBlue is his closest adn truest friend.
Z’ron has kept his head down after Bador’s takeover of the Weyr, but he longs for the time when DMW and Pern will be free of the DeathWings for good. But he doesn’t really see what can be done about it…
Dragon's Name: Slienreth
Dragon's Hue: DarkBlue
Dragon’s Parents: Abyss Valorith and Crimson Carnith
Dragon’s Home Weyr: Dark Mists Weyr
Dragon's Personality:
Slienreth is a very solitary creature apart from Z'ron. However, he is also quiet forocious, especially when he is crossed or someone tries to harm his, whether in word or deed.
Dragon's Appearance:
Slienreth is an average-sized DarkBlue with a glistening DarkBlue hide.
Pronunciation: Zuh-ron
Gender: Male
Age: 20 Turns
Weyr: Dark Mists Weyr
Rank: DarkBlue Rider
Family:
Mother: Allura - Holdfolk
Father: Z’lin-BrownRider, now at RMW, not as evil as he used to be
Brothers:
Kurran
Jukran
Lauran
Sisters:
Lijira
Liarija
Weyrmate: N/A
Pets: N/A
Personality:
Zalleron is a spiteful, hateful, little con artist who knows how to hide any emotion he may feel. He is a master actor. He can easily trick some of the shrewdest minds into believing his every facade. He is not exactly what you would call normal. His mind is very keen and ready for anything, just as his nature is. He is always ready for a fight. However, he tends to handle himself with dignity and control, all things considered. He has a superiority complex, believing he is the best of anyone to ever walk the earth. He believes he deserves better than the Hold he came from. Zalleron is what you might call a stuck up snob… If it weren’t for the fact that he was too busy scheming his way to the top, he might actually be considered a womanizer… He hates most holders and prefers the idea of being a dragonman. One that can rule. He desires nothing but power and revenge on all those around him who have plagued his existence. He blesses the man who gave him life as much as his mother and her husband hate him. Zalleron is definitely not someone who you should mess with…. If you even insinuate the idea of hitting him, watch your back… he might just decide you should die. He’ll find the means to accomplish it as well…
Appearance:
Zalleron is an athletically built young man with short cropped black hair. Although it is “short cropped” it actually comes down around his face in the front a little is a tiny bit shaggy. His eyes are a deep brown green color that shines with malicious intent and sharp intelligence from his tanned face. His body is very muscular and well tanned. However, Zalleron is a little on the short side, coming in at about 5’ 6”. Over all he is rather handsome with deeply tanned skin and a fake personality to draw others to him. However, he does have some rather… ugly scars on his back, stomach, arms, and legs from beating given him by his mother’s husband for minor things.
History:
Zalleron grew up in Fort Hold. He was reared by a mother who treated him like he was a curse. He never knew his father, but his mother always seemed to refer to his father in a spat out “that man,” or, “that trundlebug.” She obviously hated his father with more than just a loathing, but real hate. She treated him poorly compared to her other children and the man he knew was his mother’s husband treated him as a blemish or stain on the world. The man would beat him for the smallest mistake. His mother’s name was Allera. She was a beautiful woman with black hair and green eyes. Zalleron probably got most of his looks from his father, but still his features bore his mother’s mark as well. Allera would never out rightly kill her own son, but she didn’t treat him well. He was treated more like the family canine than like a human being. The man Allura was married to dispised and disdained Zalleron. His name was nothing like Zallerons… in fact it was completely different, holding hardly any of the same letters.
His parents often spoke of him, Allura actually defending the thing she despised most. Her husband wanted to either send Zalleron far away or have him killed. He was a blemish on his name and his mother’s. Zalleron felt more and more resent for them and for himself, but that all changed. He found that he thought of himself as better than them. He had adopted the logic that if the despised you, it must mean that they feared you, that they feared what you could become. It was partially true in his case. His father was none other than the BrownRider Z’lin. However, he didn’t know this… but both Allura and her husband did. It had come from dark time in their past when Allura had been home alone with the two children she had already had. Z’lin came then and had taken refuge in her home…. Zalleron didn’t even know that much about his real father, but still he praised him.
Later on, Zalleron became very manipulative and started being able to persuade and bend people to his will with relative ease. He was spending less and less time at home and was avoiding beating after beating. He was smart and cunning and that probably saved him. He was then searched by a Rider from DMW while he was out and gallivanting around. He was lucky his parents weren’t home at the time, but, then he knew that. They had gone to visit Allura’s parents and had left him behind. His grandparents had hated him more than his so called “parents had.” But that was all in the past. It was a dragon that was in his future.
And... To his great delight, he Impressed a DarkBlue named Slienreth. The DarkBlue is his closest adn truest friend.
Z’ron has kept his head down after Bador’s takeover of the Weyr, but he longs for the time when DMW and Pern will be free of the DeathWings for good. But he doesn’t really see what can be done about it…
Dragon's Name: Slienreth
Dragon's Hue: DarkBlue
Dragon’s Parents: Abyss Valorith and Crimson Carnith
Dragon’s Home Weyr: Dark Mists Weyr
Dragon's Personality:
Slienreth is a very solitary creature apart from Z'ron. However, he is also quiet forocious, especially when he is crossed or someone tries to harm his, whether in word or deed.
Dragon's Appearance:
Slienreth is an average-sized DarkBlue with a glistening DarkBlue hide.