Post by Elessar on May 27, 2012 7:57:37 GMT -4
"So why do I try?
I know I’m gonna to fall down.
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?
Oh it’s coming down, down, down."
Name:
M'sa
Pronunciation:
MUH-SAH
Age:
Twenty-Four Turns
Season Born In:
Winter
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Appearance:
M'sa is often seen as what is known as a "pretty boy." Though inexperienced with both men and women, judging by appearance alone, most would hazard a guess that the man is homosexual due to his clean-cut looks. His hair is always neat, and while M'sa does have facial hair, it is always immaculately trim and orderly.
M'sa's body is more muscular rather than slim. Topping nearly six feet and four inches, however, the muscle sits well on his frame, instead of making him look out of balance. Of course, M'sa is no body builder, so his muscles don't bulge and pop with veins, but his body is toned, and he keeps it in good shape.
For dress, the rider typically wears nice breeches and embroidered tunics in various shades. His boots are always in good shape, for he tries to keep his "every day clothes" seperate from his "riding clothes," which, while still nicer than usual, are generally more worn and look like they've actually been used.
M'sa has a proud-looking face, with a strong jaw and straight nose. His eyes are a cool blue framed by unusually long lashes that would look feminine on most men, but that seem to "fit" M'sa. His eyebrows are thick and arched, and are often furrowed in confusion.
The man's dark hair is usually kept at a short length. Though the style could be seen as "shaggy," he wears it in such a way that M'sa pulls it off and keeps his clean-cut appearance all at the same time. During the summer, his hair turns a lighter brown, due to time spent out in the sun.
M'sa tends to walk in a rather gaited sort of way. His body moves a lot when he walks, and he looks almost imbalanced due to this. The man's arms swing in a broad arc, and his steps are long. Overall, the effect is extremely comical, especially due to M'sa's unfortunate clumsiness.
Personality:
Despite being twenty-four turns old, M'sa is rather immature and childish. Often he is found on the beach, brandishing a stick at "enemies" as he shouts "war cries," only to tire himself out and spend the rest of the day building sandcastles with his dragon.
Entertained by the smallest of things, the rider is often spoken to as if he were a child, for M'sa is easily confused and puzzled by simple ideas, though he excells at both fishing and knitting. All in all, he is not a person that one would expect to be a dragonrider, let alone a Brown rider.
M'sa is enthusiastic. He is always eager to help, no matter what, but often messes up. Incredibly clumsy, he has a knack for knocking chairs over and tripping over thin air. "Graceful" is not a word that would ever be used to describe him. Ever.
While Brown dragons are typically versatile, and can slip esily back and forth from leader to follower, M'sa is a follower. Despite this, he wants desperately to prove that he is worthy of leadership, though he knows his clumsy nature puts a kink in those plans.
Also due to his clumsiness and child-like innocence, M'sa is easily embarrassed. He blushes easily, and when flustered he tends to develop a stutter that is so bad he can't speak a single word.
M'sa tries to be kind and encouraging, as well as giving to others, but somehow manages to mess that up, too, more often than not. Chivalrous, he sometimes comes off as "sexist" toward the female riders, though this is the farthest thing from the truth, for M'sa truly admires strong woman.
A warm-hearted soul, M'sa is rather peaceful and doesn't believe in violence. Despite being peaceful, he often finds himself as rather restless, and thinks that there must be something more than the provincial life he leads.
The rider is incredibly thankful and thoughtful, often giving gifts to people for little or no reason at all. He is sweet, sensitive, ad polite, as well as rather gullible and naive. If someone wanted to play a joke, the one to play it on would be M'sa. Of course, he might cry afterwards, but he'd fall for the joke.
M'sa is obnoxiously persistent at things he fails at repeatedly, which tends to drive some people crazy. However, M'sa can be oddly determined and quixotic at times, and most people have come to accept that, though some still tease and make fun of him, especially when they find out that the man doesn't really know what sex is, considering his dragon has never Risen.
Family:
Father: Mr'gren of Blue Virenth (56)
Father: R'san of Bronze Eroth (54)
Location:
Southern Hold ->
Southern Weyr ->
Rindell/ The Rebellion
Rank:
Wingrider
Wing/Pack:
History:
M'sa remembers very little of his childhood, and most of what he does remember is in fragmented pieces. A lot of what he knows about his past was told to him by the two men that raised him. That's right. The two men that raised him.
M'sa, originally Mrasa, never knew either of his parents, and neither did R'san or Mr'gren, the men that raised him. As far as M'sa knows, his mother died during childbirth in Southern Hold.
Mr'gren, at the hold to speak with the Lord Holder, witnessed the woman's death and decided to take the child as his own. After all, he and his Weyrmate, R'san, would never be able to have children of their own, and the child had no one else.
And so M'sa grew up as the child of two Weyrmen. His childhood consisted of helping his fathers with their dragons and hoping that one day he, too, would be a rider. Lazy days were spent on the beaches hunting for fire lizards and fishing, which is where M'sa aquired his fishing skills.
When he was fifteen, he was Searched, and left standing for five years, until the hatching of Southern's Queen dragon. With this as the last hatching he would ever be able to stand for, Mrasa was rather nervous.
Egg after egg hatched, until finally only two were left. When they hatched, one revealed a mild-mannered green, and the other spilled a happy-go-lucky brown that immediately plowed her, yes her, way into Mrasa. M'saMine! Your Lazarinizulisicath is hungry!
Those few words gave way to the rest of M'sa's life. Already teased for his clumsiness, he was now made fun of for his female brown. Weyrlinghood was not fun. Neither M'sa nor Lazarinizulisicath were any good at their lessons, and barely passed, adding to more torment from the Weyr bullies.
Soon after Lazarinizulisicath turned three, however, M'sa heard rumors of a rebellion, where mutated dragons were fighting for their rights. He didn't think of hsi lovely brown as a mutant, but the rebellion sounded like a place where maybe, just maybe, they'd fit in.
The two waited another turn before going to join, however, as Mr'gren and R'san did not want M'sa to go, arguing that it was too dangerous. However, M'sa finally won them over and he and Lazarinizulisicath jumped between to the rebellion, where they are just now settling in.
Dragon/Wher
Name:
Lazarinizulisicath
Pronunciation:
LAZ-UH-RIN-EE-ZULE-ISS-IH-KATH
Age:
Four Turns
Type:
Dragon
Rank:
Female Brown
Size:
Thirty Five Feet
Color Codes:
995500
CC8844
996622
663300
Appearance:
As a female, Lazarinizulisicath's built is obviously much more feminine than her male counterparts'. While still far from dainty, she is more slender than the average brown, with wings that seem more delicate. Her neck is long, as are her legs and tail. Since Lazarinizulisicath is indeed female, she is on the small side for a brown, only reaching thirty-one feet.
Lazarinizulisicath's hide is something to be admired. Generally, her hide is a mottled light brown. Her tail is a deeper brown, with seven lighter coloured rings moving from largest to smallest down the tail. Her wings also have dark rings on them, but this time only four. Around her neck is a dark brown marking like a collar, with a jagged slash through it.
Each of Lazarinizulisicath's four legs has a dark band around it as well. Her head, poised and feminine, also has some interesting markings. Under her eyes are four markings that looks strangely like tear-marks in a lighter brown which is the lightest colour on Lazarinizulisicath's hide.
Personality:
Lazarinizulisicath is very much like her rider. Playful, she is always ready to enjoy a game of "tag" with another dragon. She is, however, rather touchy about her gender, and won't hesitate to bite those that make fun of her.
Rather motherly, Lazarinizulisicath is extremely protective of M'sa, and takes great offense to anyone who is against him. She also has a great affection for the young, though she has never risen and it is unsure if she ever will.
The brown is more silly than any of her colour, which may be attributed to her gender. Instead of being serious, like most browns, she is very relaxed and, again, playful. Lazarinizulisicath loves playing the make-believe games Hers comes up with, and also loves defending Hers. Overall, she is a very kind, loving dragon... until you get on her bad side.
Mind-Voice (If applicable):
Shall we go play now, M'saMine?
Lazarinizulisicath's voice is generally kind and motherly. Deep, but not as deep as a male's, her voice is obviously feminine. Her voice tends to be calm and centered, even when she is excited.[/blockquote][/center]
