Name Pronounced: lai-AHL
Appearance: L’yall stands *quite* proudly at six feet tall on the nose and weighs a manly 215 pounds of pure muscle. His shoulder-length brownish black hair falls in an organized mess around his smooth features, parting only for his ears that stick out a bit from his skull. They’re nothing overly humorous, but large enough for mentioning. He keeps his face neatly shaven save for a well-trimmed goatee and large eyebrows that always make him seem to be scowling no matter his mood. L’yall has two sections of his hair, one on each side, that he keeps tied up in small braids secured with leather ties. Were he to not, they would fly into his face at every opportunity. He tried keeping them cut short but would always develop terrible ingrown hairs at the site. By far L’yall’s most noticeable features are the two scars on his face at either side of his mouth. He received those when he was mugged one night by bandits while strolling about the Weyr after dinner. Only his dragon sounding an alarm saved him from death.
Personality: First and foremost, L’yall is loyal to those that command his respect. It started with his da when he still lived on the plains of Keroon with his family in their cothold and lasts to this day, extending to his wingleader and Weyrleaders first. He’s easy to befriend once you actually start talking to him and even more so if libations are made available. Contrarily, should you offend him or those he does care about, you’ll find yourself with a quick-witted and downright snarky foe on your hands. Dragonriders don’t fight unless they’re challenged or their lives depend on it but L’yall has come close more than once. He was actually held back in his Weyrling class for his short temper which may or may not have been made slightly easier to ignite by his dragon. In the skies against Thread, he and his brown are fierce warriors whose battle cries can be heard for a good distance around them.
History: Born on 220.127.116.11 in a small cothold lost in the vast Keroon plains as Leriyall, he was a simple lad from a simple home. It was just he, his da, and his ma as none of his other siblings survived the hard life the family lived. They were a proud group that were resistant to taking what they called charity from anyone else and preferred to live on their own. Leriyall learned to be independent in the form of making and repairing his own clothes as well as preparing and, to an extent, growing his own food. He learned to hunt what variety of small creatures inhabited the plains around them as well as use their hides as material. His family was of the mindset that Thread would never return and such talk was for those who didn’t have to pour their blood, sweat, and tears into scraping out a meager existence on the unforgiving Northern soil. As far as the dragonriders went, they were lazy, no-good, lascivious leeches that only “Searched” to gather more children to take to their beds and maybe Impress a dragon along the way.
Information about L'yall's pets
Pet Name: Lyask
Pet Type: Bronze Wher
Appearance: One large wher burst from the Indigo Dye Egg. Lyask isn't as large as a pure, wild bronze would've been but he'll eventually grow, eventually becoming somewhere around 945 lbs, making him almost 100 lbs heavier than his momma! That utter bulk is well-muscled, with stout limbs that've added more power onto that utter sturdiness. They leave his neck so big around that his head, despite being normal size, seems somewhat small in comparison. None can possibly mistake him for anything else than one powerful bronze. A dark, dark bronze coloration made him into one over-sized shadow whenever there's no source of light around. Three ruddy, reddish bronze markings create what seems almost like an upside-down triangle across his underbelly.
Personality: Lyask seems rather innocent once hatched. He'll know that something exists outside his owner's weyr but won't know much about it, nor desire learning more about it. All the possessions within that weyr, all those who'll enter that weyr keep him content. Too bad he won't recognize his own strength initially and would prove himself too rough with inanimate objects. His owner will find himself replacing countless items until training lets Lyask recognize his own strength. Best hope that'll happen sometime before L'yall, or Solazath, return with injuries they've sustained from outside their weyr.
Information about L'yall's dragon
Dragon Name: Solazath
Wing (Weyrling Group): StormHearts
Appearance: This brown is surprisingly lean for his color but is offset by his smaller size. He’s quick like a large blue which takes a blow to his stamina, meaning he has to be very precise in Threadfall or burn himself out fast. Often he doesn’t last a full Fall because of this. His hide is dark with lighter brown patches on his paws, neck joint, and one on the side of his head. Because of his tendency to lock on to one particular target, he has many Threadscores on his hide and now slightly tattered wings. Solazath’s tail is thin and spry nearly like a whip but without the ability to move as quickly. He has rather small headknobs that are barely larger than his neckridges and at times blend in with the rest of his hide.
Personality: Solazath is notorious for attempts to impersonate other dragons for various reasons. Sometimes his ventures are successful, but most times they are not. He’s a cunning brown, more blue-like than anything, and is more inclined to bare a fang or two in the heat of an argument. He is an excellent hunter, never missing his target be it food or Thread, making him useful enough in a wing that his attitude could be overlooked at times. He works best when he’s promised a particularly nice bauble of some sort. L’yall is quickly running out of ideas for these given the number of Threadfalls that Solazath demands a reward.
Weyr of Origin: Igen
Abilites and weaknesses: Solazath is fast and focused in Threadfall and hunting, but perhaps too much so. He’s easily scored while his attention’s held by one particular item. He has a sassy tongue that can get both he and his rider in trouble at the most inopportune times.
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