Character type: Other
Appearance: Br'tas would be handsome, if it wasn't for his personality. Tall and lean, he has beautiful green eyes that spark, usually with suppressed annoyance all the way to full-blown fury. His hair is cut short and dark, framing a face that has more rugged features than outright beautiful ones. His full lips are usually twisted into a snear, and his face varies from cunning to downright dislike. It's too bad he's so sour, or he might actually look good all the time instead of jus when he's trying to seduce someone.
Personality: Br'tas is someone who seems perminantly angry at the world. This is probably because he _is_ perminantly angry at the world. No matter who you are, cute little Weyrbrat to Weyrleader, he doesn't like you, and he'll show it. There's always a sense about Br'tas as if something's about to blow, and usually it's his temper. When it goes off, you'd better be well and clear, because he isn't one to release tention quietly or without physically letting loose.
History: Born at Fort, Br'tas learned very early on what his place was. He also learned very early on how to take the hard knocks, be they verbal or physical, and as a result, was not exactly the most perfect child. Always in trouble, he developed a habit of thinking too much of himself-after all, if he didn't, who would?-and taking anyone to task for the smallest thing. Scrap after scrap, he came out the victor until finally they figured out he wasn't someone to be messed with. When he Impressed Cleveth at 16 Turns, there was a brief period when he seemed to have changed. But reality set back in with a vengences as he took his place in the fighting wings. His low, unworthy place to be treated like the rest of the idiotic blue and greenriders. When Fort began cleaning out the ranks a while back, Br'tas found himself faced with the decision to stay at Arolos where he'd been sent, or return to Fort. He decided to stay, even though he's about as fond as the Arolosians as anyone is of him.
(Br'tas went on a rampage in his Weyr due to delirium from the plague and totally trashed it. He died of a heart attack brought on from overexertion and the fact that the plague had weakened his heart. Cleveth took them both /Between/ after he died.)
Information about Br'tas (Deceased)'s dragon
Dragon Name: Cleveth
Wing (Weyrling Group): Wind-dance Fury
Appearance: Cleveth is a small, compact dragon. Her hide is an unvarying wash of deep green, except for one long Threadscore along her left shoulder. On the ground, Cleve is not much to look at-long and a bit leggy so that what ever graceful appearance she might have is lost. But in there air, and fighting Thread, she is something to be wreckened with.
Personality: Cleveth has to habits-argueing and bragging. She'll argue with and about anything when possible, and brag about anything from herself to her rider. Annoying as she is, it makes no difference to her, or if the next male she might be flirting with. Rather unevenly tempered, she can never be trusted to be in a good mood at a specific time. Better to just try and hope.
Weyr of Origin: Fort
Abilites and weaknesses: Good in the air, but not exactly the greatest conversationalist.
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