Pern: A Dragonrider's Tale [lé sign-ups]

[Weasel Overlord]

Shweeeee, banditry approved, Wolfy! And "mother"!? WTF!?

Crazy Elf Boy approved. Why would I kill you? I'd only smite you with my yaoi-stick, nothing to be afraid of there.

Dark-San, you know where I am. ^_^ I'll talk to you about it when you get online.

Also, damn that map. I'll just post the image into the topic, ey? That'd be better.

As a heads-up, there's only two people we're waiting for now, and I know they've both been having trouble with their signups, so as soon as I've written the intro post, this shall begin! Should be up by tonight, if not earlier.


Mappage. Sorry it's a bit shite, I have no scanner.

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Never fear, dearest Mistress Overlord, he isn't referring to you. "Mother" indeed... *sharpens cheesegrater, piliwinkers, various other instruments of torture*

Also: do dragons communicate with images, or words, or freely interchange? For convenience in posting I'd imagine it would be words, though pictures would be more accurate for telepathy...

[Dark-San]

Finally finally it is done!

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Name: Raku
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Dragon: Green
Searched From: Nerat, Half Circle Seahold
Heritage: Son of Fisherman Nathan Walker and Housewife Anne Walker
Appearance: At the height of approximately 1.81 meters, Raku is a blonde- headed. He is used to working tirelessly under the tormenting afternoon sun, hence that probably explains his crew cut hairstyle and his dark shaded skin.

Possessing rough fingers are nothing new to Raku, the usual laborious burden of pulling and tugging of the fishing net from the treacherous water is the reason for it. Raku is nothing sort of a handsome guy either. Though being muscular and medium- built, his hoarse voice is what turns most of his prospective brides off.

You would always spot you in tattered clothing, he came from a poor household and with the little meager sum of money that his dad earns off from the fishes, and he could only wear those old clothes.
Personality: Being a good-natured guy, he does not get frustrated easily nor does he vent his anger on someone else. He is a firm believer of the motto; ‘Everything is possible once you work hard for it’. But being not exposed much to the outside world much, he is rather simple- minded and is easily tricked into believing. He is also usually clumsy and trips on any stones.

Despite his good-natured, he is always better known as the ‘Two- faced Raku’. Though being a child of a fisherman, he is well versed in swordplays and his attitude would change into those of a cold- blooded killer once he wields a sword
History: Being the only child of the Walker family, he has to share the burden of bringing food to the table with his dad. Since young, he and his dad had braved the seven seas in their fishing trips to bring back their catches.

His tough attitude was train up by the regular unexpected storms; he had also faced during the fishing trips. In his free time, he practiced his swordplays as a pastime where he learns the art from a retired warrior. He was taught to kill without mercy and the art of war, all personally tutored by the retired warrior.
Other: Always have a dagger stuck on his boots. It was a birthday present from his dad.

Name: Kirenth – ‘Grand Fisher’
Gender: Female
Color: Green
Appearance: Kirenth is a middle- aged dragon. One with enough experience and had chosen Raku to be its rider. Its length is around 20 meters and has a deep scar across its stout in order to differentiate it from the rest of the greens.
Personality: Like Raku, they both share the same passion in fishing. Hence it’s given nickname, The Grand Fisher. Kirenth loves the cool seawaters and would dive into them and scoops up the fishes, its favorite food.

Like the rest of the dragons, it is extremely loyal to Raku. Once Raku is threatened or his life is in danger, it would go berserk without a warning and attack anyone on sight regardless of allies or enemies.

[Weasel Overlord]

Dark-San = Approvido! *toddles off to write opening post*

[Kuro Espeon]

Wait, wait, wait.... Dark-san, your dragon couldn't be middle-aged. Impression happens when the dragons hatch, and the bond lasts for life. Not sure if Weasel missed that, but I'm pretty sure that's not allowed. O_o

Oh, and to answer Chiko-sai's question: Dragons form a mental bond with their riders at Impression, and they share each other's thoughts. Dragons can talk to their own rider and to other dragons telepathically. As for the riders, they can only communicate with their own dragon (except in VERY rare cases where the person is able to recieve from all dragons - The characters Lessa and Robinton in the book series are examples of this).

[Dark-San]

I figured out so. Just ignore the middle age portion.

[Bulbasaur4]

Cain doesn't have much of a personality for rivalries. However, how abouts yours contains chemicals that relate outside of the human body? (explosions, flamables, tinkering toys, widgets n'stuffs...) while as C'nar's is more biology relatedish- think poisons, healing 'elps and potions. Sorta like yours specializes in chemistry while mine is biology.

Hope yah don't mind... and they could always team up at one point! ^_^

[EngiMatikul]

Mine does specialize in chemistry more than biology. Formerly I'd like it if I could make some drugs as well, like personality changing potions *coughLovePotionscough* but if you want me to stay away from those I can live with just blowing things up. :p

[darktyranitar]

There's a spot for Blue, so I can do an LSU, right?

I was planning to work on a sign up... but my brain is quite fried atm.

This said by me on... 9th of June...

Okay, here's the (late) sign up!

(back to the future!)

Name: Miriam
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Dragon: Blue
Searched From: Keroon Hold
Heritage: Butcher Faust and shopkeeper Ingrid Greywood
Appearance: Years of spending time at the beach has darkened Miriam skin that it took a milk coffee tan. She stand at about 5'5", with dark brown hair that is long and curly, tied in a single braid at the left side. A burn mark is barely visible just beneath the scalp starting about an inches up he forehead, running in a wide spot until it ended at the back of her head. Her eyes are green, in that of the colour of ocean green. As for clothing, she usually prefers trousers and shirt instead of a dress. Prefers sandals over boots, as the sand tend to get their way into boots.
Personality: The life motto of Miriam seems to go somewhere among the line of "don't worry, be happy, so why not take a break and have some FUN!", which - in her opinion, a 'fun' thing - is anything but fun to others (it was rumoured that one man, who was depressed after he had lost his job became insane after meeting her, but this was unconfirmed - the man killed himself the next day). To put it easily, she is positively crazy (or as some had said, a maiden body that is occupied by a child's mind). She will regard the things that are most probably annoying to others as fun. Said fun act includes creeping up behind people before scaring them out of their wit, speaking loudly as if people were deaf, and/or speaking or singing(incoherent) words that didn't seem to be making much sense (at this time, people weren't familiar with the word, say, cool being used other than its original meaning; Miriam can't really come up wih reasons why she chose those words, but it is perhaps to create something to catch other's attention. Or because it is just... well, fun.)
History: As a child, Miriam was educated with the knowledge that it was a hard life out there. Being the only child, her father had expected to help her around the slaughterhouse - much to her mother's protest. At the age of six, Miriam had went to the slaughterhouse for a few times, until her mother had decided that she would be better if she was to help her with house chores. It was quite ironic; her mother was worried that something would happen to her while she was on the slaughterhouse when it is the home that is the danger zone. A cuo of scalding tea fell over her head while she was cleaning the floor below the table. She shook and cried for 3 days, despite the healing herbs that her parents had applied to her burnt. Then one day, like a lightning strike, she got up from bed, grinned widely, and said the longest sentences that she had said her lifetime of six years. It goes (this was written down, plus she repeated it several time after that day): oh yes, oh yes. I can feel it coming. Ohhh yes. Some say hot, some say cool, I say we say it. Together. Yes. Thanks for your time. Buh-bye, have a nice day. Ta-ta. Ding-dong." Admittedly, she was very, very weird; no doubt about it... but heck, it's not like she's brandishing axe around or anything. And what is the most that she can do? Probably just annoy other until they lose their mind - which is quite bad, but it could have been something worse.
Other: A shaman that had once checked her said that he felt something like a "loose spirit from another place and another time looming near her, affecting the way that she act."

Name: Kerrath
Gender: Male
Colour: Blue
Appearance: Kerrath has the colour of aquamarine blue, and his eyes are deep sapphires. There are small trace of small spikes starting from the area between his eyes and running all the way to his tail, and the spikes on his spine has the largest size among the rest (surely a problem to any male who tries to ride him - this being among one of the way one can lose his manhood). Kerrath starts at the size of an iguana, but he grow up fast.
Personality: Kerrath has a habit of pointing out the mistake or the wrongness of stuff - which make him, like Miriam, quite annoying. He also likes to play with words, although unlike Miriam, he prefer a good proverb or two. Or occasionally, a pun. He has a keen sense of alert, and he is sometimes irked that he was stuck with Miriam, who is only alert when she thinks she must (like the time to eat, for example).

[Weasel Overlord]

You are approved, Faizy! Wow, that took me a long time to do, didn't it?! *shuffles away sheepishly*