"From the old world's demise, see an empire rise!"
BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Retire both
NAME: Z'kon
GENDER: Cis male
PRONOUNS: he/him/his
ORIENTATION: Presumably heterosexual, but honestly he only has eyes for Honerva
BIRTHDATE: Early Winter 2737
AGE: 32 as of Early Spring 2769
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: Bronzerider
WING: Firestorm Wing
APPEARANCE
EYES: Black
HAIR: Black
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6'8", tall and fit
PLAY-BY: Lee Soo-Hyuk
FULL APPEARANCE:
Z'kon is a tall drink of klah and boy does he make everything look good. He is a beautiful man, with dark eyes and short black hair. He has a jawline that looks like it was carved by a Master Smith and a body honed from turns and turns of work, battle, and self-improvement. Sometimes he doesn't look real but damn does he look good. He's quite athletic and strong. He prefers to wear dark reds or purples, colors that stand out against his skintone. He carries himself with his head held high and his posture strict. There is a very militaristic air to him, not helped by the hide of his dragon.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Z'kon is less of a man and more of a force of nature. He is an intimidating creature, with a stern expression and a terrible presence. He is incredibly focused on the betterment of the world. A military man to the core, Z'kon is a ruthless fighter and tactician, charismatic enough in the right circumstances but not at all comfortable in many social situations. He finds himself at ease when he is working with only a few trusted individuals, but he has the prowess and the know-how to properly command wings. He has a way with a speech but he would prefer to live and rule by his own ruthlessness. Most of his morals and his actions come down to one simple principle: You keep what you kill.
The exception to everything is Honerva.
He loves her. He loves her more than himself. She is the one person who can bring him to his knees and blind him, and he would not want it any other way. Z'kon only loses his hardened shell when around her, tripping over his words and losing any semblance of the proper, strong soldier that everyone else sees him as. He would burn all of Pern for her if she asked, and he likes it that way.
HISTORY
FAMILY: None he chooses to associate with
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Honerva
BIRTHPLACE: Telgar Weyr
HISTORY:
Born under the reddest of stars, Zarkon was a child of discipline and purpose. From a young age in the creche, he always had been aware of how his actions were seen, and finding himself bothered by the world in general the young boy threw himself into this perfect image of a dragonrider in his head. He had to be fit, he had to be proud, and he had to be powerful.
Everything from that moment on was devoted to tactical study, physical training, and developing himself into what he thought would make him strong enough to end wars and strife. If he had to take control of the Weyr one day and make sure that peace came from him, then he had to be strong enough and educated enough to do so. It became an obsession of his own making. Despite the work he put into himself, it never seemed to be enough to satisfy his drive and his desire to be something greater than himself.
Nine turns of hatchings came and went with dragons passing him by, and a bitterness took root deep within him.
When the newest crop of candidates arrived at the weyr for that season, Zarkon found a quick and solid friend in the extremely charismatic and friendly Alfor. The other candidate's charm and less rigid outlook on life around them helped him immensely. He started to slowly change from this firm and unyielding statue to something that resembled a human. He started to laugh, he started to notice the greater world around him.
And when he was introduced to Honerva, all that he had been was blown away in an instant. He was completely run over by her. Instantly enamored. Love at first sight. After months of tripping over his words and trying to figure out what to do, before they could make anything official, the hum rang in the air and a shell cracked just for him.
Now a bronze weyrling, to a large and bitter creature, Zarkon - now Z'kon - struggled to find balance between his training and his more emotional adoration of Honerva. Over the course of training, he somehow found some sort of fine line to walk. The moment he graduated... well, love is young.
He was transferred to High Reaches Weyr soon after, and Honerva came with him. There was a new life to lead, and even with the loss of Midath, Z'kon was sure that he would be able to change this world. To help Pern be what it should be.
