R'vborName Pronounced: ruhv-BOAR Appearance: A goofy-looking child, R'vbor changed into a surprisingly beautiful young man. Thin, tall, and tan, he’s still covered in Threadscores due to his habit of showboating for women (or at least what Hircoth will allow). More than once, this has seen him grounded. His nose would be beautiful and straight were it not for how many times it had been broken in fistfights, an injustice he’s paid back each time. Short and messy brown hair tops his head that no manner of grooming can tame, so R'vbor doesn’t even try anymore. He’s accepted that as part of his style and has adapted to it. Personality: Without knowing him well, R'vbor would at first seem to be a complete asshole. He acts like a damn fool only out to get laid and dick around, but when it’s crunch time, R'vbor is right there, shoulder to shoulder with everyone else, and might even be out in front if he gets the chance. If a friend of his is insulted and he hears about it, then R'vbor will go after the perpetrator with both fists. He is a firm believer in the phrase, “bros before hoes” and lives it daily, even if some of said hoes are technically his bros by the way of being wingmates. He often tries to get in various ladies’ pants; he’s rarely lucky, but that never stops him from trying. History: Birthday: 10.11 Information about R'vbor's pets Pet Name: Ame Pet Type: Blue Firelizard Appearance: Oh so small, Ame is a fast little thing that just refuses to sit still. He's much like a green in that regard, flying about the infirmary willy-nilly and only listening to R'vbor when Hircoth has to step in. His hide is a bluey-purple that calls to mind the gem amethyst if it was closer to a sapphire. Personality: Energy! Fire! FOOD! Ame is one of those firelizards who dials it up to 100 until they wear themselves out and crashes to a very sound sleep. He wants to see everything, do everything, know everything, and, most importantly, eat everything until they've ate it all. He'll calm down once he's older and trained better, but until then he's unbound energy incarnate. Information about R'vbor's dragon Dragon Name: Hircoth Colour: Brown Age: 25 Wing (Weyrling Group): Firedance Appearance: There is nothing small about Hircoth, nothing in the least bit. From his broad shoulders and thick neck to his wide wings and long tail, this brown takes up almost more space than necessary. He’s tall to boot, on step with small bronzes. As far as coloration goes, he’ s mostly a light, almost apricot all over, though Hircoth has darker spottings of color on his left forepaw, right rear paw, and varied pale stripes throughout. His wings are paler still and quite large, though since he is a massive brown, they and their muscles need to be as big as possible to support him. From the moment he hatched, Hircoth’s been all muscle, too, something which meant that his diet consisted of large amounts of meat that only R'vbor’s sternest control kept in check until the dragon could do it himself. Even some days his rider will catch him eyeing another morsel after he’s full. Personality: Ruthless and headstrong from the moment he was hatched, Hircoth is aggressive in anything that even vaguely considers combat or competition. Feeding time? He’s first. Flights? You bet your saggy bum he’s going to be after that. In Weyrlinghood, he showed a stunning and relieving solid focus on Threadfall training with an unwavering air of solemnity that proved to be honest and unshakable- Threadfall was no joke to the brown and he would be an asset to whatever wing he was placed in. This proved more or less true. While Hircoth showed loyalty and respect enough to bronzes and ranking elder browns, blues and greens always received nothing but scorn from him, save for greens during and right after a flight. If blues and greens in his wing had concerns about anything, they’d best take it to literally any other dragon than Hircoth unless they wanted a vicious browbeating. He’s a good advisor, just not at all who you want to look up to. Weyr of Origin: Ista Abilites and weaknesses: He's an incredible Threadfighter in flame and dedication, very proud that his stamina allows him to fly just about all lengths of Fall. His focus can be too intense however and cause his rider and smaller wingmates stress. All references to worlds and characters based on Anne McCaffrey's fiction are copyright© Anne McCaffrey 1967,2005, all rights reserved, and used by permission of the author. The Dragonriders of Pern® is registered U.S. Patent and Trademark Office, by Anne McCaffrey, used here with permission. Use or reproduction without a license is strictly prohibited. |