Norental, RMW Candidate Jan 21, 2014 6:33:12 GMT -8
Post by Red on Jan 21, 2014 6:33:12 GMT -8
Year 3056, Month 2, Day 10
Rainbow Mists Weyr
Father; Noren, 50
Mother; Tala, 45
Brother; Taloren, 25
If anything, Norental could be called handsome. With dark blond hair and bright blue eyes, the young man presents a rather attractive face to the world. Mostly, his good looks come from his mother, who has the same coloration and features. Norental's father is darker in both mood and complexion, with startlingly black hair and eyes as equally dark. Norental, however, inherited his mother's complexion, lending him fair skin (that happens to burn both quickly and easily in the sun), curled blond hair, and shining blue eyes.
The Candidate's skin, as stated, is fair rather than dark, though is also a far cry away from what would be considered "pale." With Norental's light hair and eyes, it might be rather difficult to see him as "pale" in any light. Regardless, his skin has a light bronze overtone, lending the Candidate a bit of a tanned, weathered look. This "weathered" look is aided by the fact that his hair is nearly always a mess. Curled at the best of times, his hair tends to become a rat's nest at Norental's worst moments. Appearance, it seems, doesn't mean very much to him.
Norental's face is rather welcoming, with a strong, stubborn jaw and an expression that just seems to be friendly. His blue eyes aren't cold or harsh, but rather seem to shine with the simple joy of being alive. While the Candidate does sport a rather long nose, his cheekbones are not extremely prominent, which gives his face the sort of wide openness that makes him so approachable, despite his tousled hair and the scruffy beard that covers most of his jawline.
The Candidate is on the slender side. Some Candidates are extremely muscular from their duties, but Norental remains toned rather than bulky. He has muscle (he has to-- he's a dragon Candidate!) but he isn't overly muscular. Standing at a moderate height of five feet and ten inches, Norental isn't the tallest of men, nor is he the shortest. His hands are calloused from his time spent in the Sea Craft as well as his turns as a 'Candidate, and miscellaneous scars dot his body from various injuries sustained in the former and latter professions.
As is obvious by his scruffy beard and tousled hair, Norental doesn't care much about his outward physical appearance aside from keeping in shape in order to perform his duties swiftly and accurately. When it comes to things like his hair and clothes, however… well, none of that really matters to him. Granted, he will normally wear nice clothes (after all, what 'kind of dragon Candidate would wear rags?), but he generally has a sort of messiness about him. Norental could care less.
The Candidate cares much more about his reputation than his physical appearance. If he has a good reputation, it doesn't matter how he looks. Norental does his best to obtain and maintain a positive reputation. This way, when duty calls, he can be on the front lines, ready to defend his home and his Weyr, as well as the people that dwell there. Duty matters much more than appearance to this man, even though he's only a Candidate and not a full rider... yet.
Norental takes his duty very seriously. He dreams big, and hopes to one day be Weyrleader, and considers duty to be the very highest honor that was ever bestowed upon him, though his nature is more playful than serious. Despite his base nature, however, he tries his best to be dutiful and serious in the times when he needs to be.
The rest of the time, he can be a bit "out of the box." He has the habit of staring off into space and daydreaming for hours on end, which some find a bit uncanny. Norental, however, just likes to think about everything and anything. He is playful, always willing to simply play silly games and pranks with or on his more serious-minded friends. He'll never say no to dice or cards. Oddly enough, he dislikes fire lizards, insisting that they detract from duty and are too vivacious to be kept around as pets.
Despite this, Norental is almost overly organized. He has charts and files and records stacked in his quarters on just about anything, and most of them are written by or copied out by Norental himself. He's not hide-bound, so to speak, but he does enjoy reading and learning and, above all, being prepared. Because of this preparedness, Norental is always ready for action. He has ridiculously quick reaction time, and is nearly always the first to show up for any sort of action that may be going on.
When Tala Impressed to her green dragon at the age of sixteen turns, the Hold-bred girl immediately decided that she was absolutely not going to give up her initial Hold learnings and morals. Being Hold-bred, and not Weyr-bred, Tala was uncomfortable, to say the least, with the idea of sleeping with every man that flew her dragon. She was adamant that she would marry for love, and would not just keep a Weyrmate that may or may not change depending on Flights. True to her word, she fell in love with a visiting Journeymanfisher from the Sea Hold. Lucky for Tala, Journeymanfisher Noren returned her affections and within two turns they were married. Noren moved to Rainbow Mists Weyr to be with his new wife, but did not give up his craft.
Soon enough, Tala discovered that she was pregnant. Even with the threat of Thread present, she stopped going between and settled down to give birth to her first child. The child, a boy, was born in the first month of winter, and as was tradition, was named Norental, a combination of both his mother and father's names. There was no complication with the birth, and much could be said of the infant. Norental was a quiet baby, rarely crying and always seeming to be happy. As toddler, the boy showed great interest in his mother's dragon, and constantly toddled after Tala and the green, doing as much as his tiny body could to help wash and oil the dragon. His older brother, however, was not interested in dragons and picked on Norental frequently.
When Norental was sixteen turns old, things changed. At sixteen, the same age his mother had been when she was Searched, a rider from Rainbow Mists Weyr Searched him out as a Candidate. Within a sevenday, he was standing before a clutch. He was nervous beyond belief, especially since his family was watching! Unfortunately, he did not Impress. He stood again and again and never managed to Impress a dragon. Now at twenty turns old, he prepares to stand again, and hopes to Faranth that a miracle happens and a dragon actually chooses him as a life-mate this time.
Tiger, Flame, Moonlight, Purple, Dream, Sunlance, Cloud, Sunset
|Preferred Colors||Tiger, Flame, Moonlight, Purple, Dream, Sunlance, Cloud, Sunset||They're pretty. So is Norental.|
|Cross Impression?||I don't care.||N/A|
|Preferred Type(s) of Dragon/Rider Pair||Don't care.||N/A|
|Preferred Personality Traits||Surprise me.||N/A|
|Mauling||Sure!||Anything but death.|