Post by catsavage-Z on Oct 6, 2012 20:47:15 GMT -8
Name: Sanderon Hunter
Pronunciation: SAN-dur-on
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Turnday: 3056, 7, 25
Weyr: RMW (Small family-run hunters' cot hold)
Rank: Candidate / Hunter
Family:
Mother: Eronia
Rank: Cot Holder's Wife
Father: Sandark
Rank: Master Hunter
Siblings: Arkero (1 turn older), Sarron (3 turns older) Both hunters
Friends: ?
Pets:
Appearance:
Play-by: Edward Speelers
He is lithe and strong with dark blond hair that is not quite long enough to get into his dark brown, almost black eyes. He is not a tall individual, standing at 5'10". He wears, comfortable light-colored clothing. He looks younger than he really is. He has a slightly tan, clear complexion. His hands are calloused and not afraid of work. Small scars of work or misadventures can be seen on his hands and arms. A larger, vicious looking scar runs over his left knee when he broke it in a climbing accident/fall. It has completely healed and does not pain him.
His dressing style favors comfortable, easy to move around in clothing that is sturdy and can hold up in the 'bush' when hunting, is what Sanderon usually wears. Simple colors that blend well with his surroundings. He has a belt knife and a small hidden boot dagger. On his left forearm can usually be seen a dark-colored arrow guard to protect the skin from the arrow tails. More leather is wrapped around his shins. It can get rough tromping around in the jungle bush.
When he returns home after killing a giant feline that nearly killed him, his father heard the tale and saw the evidence of the kill. It was decided by his father that Sanderon would be honored with a tattoo of the paw print of the creature he had faced in the 'Danger Zone'. The claw tips sneak into the base of his fingers. The eye stays in the center of his left palm, the bottom 'crooked' dagger point spreads into his wrist and fades into nothing there. Here is what it looks like:
Personality:
Cautious, alert/observant, aloof, amiable and kind at times
Sanderon is aloof but not un-friendly. He does not accept 'friends' easily. He has always been cautious about his surroundings and his acquaintances no matter where he is. Once he accepts you as friend though, you will always be a friend. He is very forgiving but if for some reason a friend does betray his trust in a serious way there is usually nothing that will repair the friendship completely. He will support and defend his friends very strongly when needed, even to the death if needed.
Though he does not have a loud personality, he is not afraid to speak his mind when events call for it. He is courageous but not fool-hardy. He will test his own limitations but is not so stupid that he will ignore them once he knows them. That being said, he is willing and often eager to try new things even if they appear to be a bit dangerous. Some view him as fearless, though in reality he has fear but carries on despite it. He has a silent, alert, hunter-like personality. He is very protective of those around him whether he knows them or not. Though he would rarely tell anyone his feelings, he truly is a very caring individual. Sanderon is a very determined person. Stubborn or iron-willed even. Sometimes that is a very good asset. Sometimes it can lead him into a whole heap of trouble. He means well though. If provoked beyond his tolerance, (he has a high tolerance) he can become a 'dangerous' individual.
I am adding this side note to his personality as I forgot to include it before. Because of his training and his natural inclinations, Sanderon will refuse medications that will dull his senses and especially those that might knock him out. He will even become violent if able and pushed. You might need to sit on him, grab his hair and force feed it if he truly needs it, for he will not listen to reason when it comes to meds. He does not trust healers to tell him the truth about what they are giving him except when it comes to numbweed. He knows what that looks and smells like so will allow it. But that is it.
History: Current Turn & Age: 3074/18
3056: On a wet, stormy evening in the eighth month on the first day of the month, Sanderon was born. He became part of a small hunting family that lived in a cothold a few days walk from the RMW. He was the third born child and the last one. He has two older brothers Arkero and Sarron. Arkero is one turn older and Sarron is three turns his senior. His parents probably would have had more children had Sanderon's birth not been very difficult. His mother, Eronia, nearly didn't make it. Both she and infant Sanderon survived the hard ordeal and other than not being able to bear anymore children, his mother is fine and so is he.
3062: Sanderon was six turns old when he became fascinated with his father's hunting craft. Attempting to sneak behind his father as the man sat on his heals, sharping his dagger, Sanderon pretended as if he were the hunter and his father was the prey. He tried to be silent, but his father's grin when he turned around way before Sand could reach him showed that he had not been silent enough. It was a good memory as he was then allowed to help his father carefully sharpen his hunting dagger. The man showing him the proper way to hold it and which way to swipe the wetstone along the blade.
3066: His father had planned to wait until each of his sons had turned twelve before training them in the art of the hunter but youngest, Sanderon was ten when he began the training of his sons. He had every confidence in their abilities already. Each of them had a keen respect and a natural sense of alertness that he appreciated. Each of them also seemed to have an affinity for a different way of hunting. Sanderon, was found to have a surprisingly keen talent with the bow. The boy had a 'good eye'. So when Sanderon became ten turns old, he began his training in the hunter craft, under his father.
3070: Four turns after beginning his training as a hunter under his father, Sanderon was found 'ready' for his first solo hunt. His 'target' was small game and nothing too dangerous. But just the thrill of being ready to hunt on his own, left Sanderon proud. On his solo hunt, as on all hunts, Sanderon did not mess around or get excited. A very disciplined attention was given to his craft and the results of his first solo catch were not outstanding but they were 'good' and put food on the table that night. His father, not usually one to give praise where it was not earned, gave him one that night as the delicious aroma of his first solo hunt was cooking on the hearth.
3072: There was no official rank of apprentice or journeyman, but if there had been, Sanderon would have worn his knots proudly. Instead there was a quiet affair observed by his family alone. At the dinner table one evening, his closest brother in age, with a silent queue from his father, stood up before the meal was served and stood behind Sanderon's chair. A hand was placed upon his shoulder. And when Sanderon turned his eyes to his brother, his father began to speak. His words were few but the import behind them meant a great deal to the sixteen turn old Sanderon. "Walk the tables Son. You've earned it." Standing up in silence, he was led around the table by his older brother who had 'walked the tables a turn previous' and then sat back down in his place. Everyone had smiles upon their faces as they began to eat the meal. Sixteen was he when he became an unofficial Journeyman hunter. It was a proud day indeed.
3073: Sanderon was just barely seventeen when he shared an overnight hunting trip with his two brothers. His father, unbeknownst to them, kept a watchful eye upon them from afar. Though they had a great time, and shared jokes around their tiny night fire, Sanderon and his brother were too well trained not to show professional attention when they were actually on the hunt. It was not uncommon for the hunter to become the prey. And foolish mistakes could occur as well if not alert. Apart from only having a fair return for their efforts, they did very well in working together without their father's direct influence. Their father was well pleased when the 'boys' returned home from their hunt.
- 3074: A day after he turned eighteen, Sanderon was Searched and brought to RMW. (To be RP'd, more info to follow when thread is done.)
Adoption?: No
Dragon Preferences: Tiger dragon would be great. But if not available, that's okay. I don't mind if Sanderon is left standing either if it suits the RP better.
