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BASICS
NAME: Jiras
GENDER: Male (cis)
PRONOUNS: he/him/his
ORIENTATION: Pansexual, but way more romantic than anything else
BIRTHDATE: Early Fall 2747
AGE: 23 as of Spring 2771
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Wherhandler
WING: Chopin Squad
APPEARANCE
EYES: Icy blue
HAIR: black
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6'11" and bulky/muscular, with a lumberjack type build.
PLAY-BY: Hex_Girl_Iris Picrew with hair color modified by Shelb! He is...significantly bulkier, though
FULL APPEARANCE: Barely a hair taller than his 17-turn-old baby sister, Jiras is nonetheless a massive man. At 6'11", he is quite tall, but then again, so is Saekri. His similarities with his sister do not end there: they share dark skin, black hair, and icy blue eyes. His build, however, is much larger than hers; as she is slender, he is muscular, with a thick, bulky build. A healthy layer of fat covers his build, especially around his stomach. He is a very typically masculine person in terms of build, and he enjoys exercise and physical activity, outside of his craft and handler obligations.
His hair is relatively straight, though in a bit of a messy style, worn long and often pulled back into a ponytail, or even a bun. It has a bit of a wave to it. He is nearsighted, but has glasses that help him see distances. While he does keep himself well-groomed, he leaves a small amount of facial hair, which he keeps styled as well as he can.
His sense of fashion is reserved and modest, with very little in terms of flashy colors or designs. That said, he has a tendency to prefer floral designs, so long as they are not showy. He tries to blend into the background, though this often does not work, due to his size.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Jiras is incredibly passive. This man avoids confrontation and arguments with zeal, afraid of upsetting anyone. It takes a great deal of time for him to feel comfortable with asserting himself, and when he does, he often tacks on comments like "if that's okay" or "if you don't mind" or "sorry to be a bother." He bends easily under stronger wills or if pushed, but he does want to do his best. He's a hard worker, for the sake of everyone. He loves his friends, even if sometimes they can inadvertently push him around--largely because he struggles so much with setting boundaries. If something isn't okay with him, he rarely speaks up. Despite this, he is very sensitive, and dislikes yelling. He tends to be cautious, even cowardly, backing down rather quickly. If someone insults him, he doesn't mind agreeing with them, so long as they don't yell. He does not have the highest self-esteem, but he knows he is kind. That said, he goes with the flow and doesn't stand up for others.
Although too large to blend in properly, Jiras has a wallfower personality, the kind that tries to blend in rather than stick out. Despite this, he can be charming, in a soft-spoken yet friendly and kind manner. Quiet, even timid, he generally likes social interaction but rarely has much to say, unless he knows you well. At that point, his nerdiness and passions may come out. A gentle giant type, Jiras is sweet, the type of man who wants to do his best. Despite his age, he is surprisingly innocent, with little awareness about darker subjects. Despite some struggles in his past, he remains optimistic, and generally thinks that bad things just do not happen.
He lacks common-sense wisdom almost entirely, and comes off as a bit dumb as a result. He is, however, good with social-wisdom, and can offer good advice and knows what to say. More importantly, he knows the value of listening. Despite having no common sense, he is intelligent, a wealth of knowledge (mostly random facts with little application). He is studious and hardworking. That said, he does not neglect his physical health, and is quite athletic, though he does prioritize learning and studying. He is clumsy and often makes mistakes, especially when he thinks he is being watched, observed, or judged. Under someone's careful eye, he becomes a bumbling idiot, while if no one is watching, he is far more competent.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
-Lord Holder father
-Holder? Mother
-Sister Saekri (-5)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: (optional)
BIRTHPLACE: Ista (minor hold)
HISTORY:
tw: plague, mention of death/injury
As the firstborn to the Lord and Lady of a minor Istan hold, Jiras grew up with considerable expectations. He was the oldest, and he had to be the strongest, take care of his siblings or anyone else who needed it. Unfortunately...even from his youth he was nervous and timid. While young Jiras enjoyed social interaction, he was not as vocal as many other children. What his parents originally saw as him being "well-behaved" was eventually relabeled as "quiet" and "shy."
When he was 6, his sister was born--Saekri. He doted on her constantly, adoring her from birth, but as she aged, she would prove to fill the role of "protective sibling." Unlike Jiras, Saekri proved to have a strong will. Jiras remembers, albeit vaguely, a world before thread, a world during the war, being around 8 at the time. Jiras showed an interest in healing, but due to being a Holder's heir, no matter how minor, he was expected to give this up.
In 2764, when Jiras was 17, the plague hit their hold hard. While his family survived, the rest of the hold did not. The family put in for an official transfer to Semaca Weyr a turn later. He Impressed a firelizard around this time. But what would he do, now that he was here? He didn't want to be a candidate for dragons, so he did whatever needed doing as weyrfolk. In 68, however, extensive flooding resulted in Jiras feeling helpless. He couldn't do much to help, beyond just ensuring that the weyr continued to run smoothly. At this point, he decided to become a wher candidate, though he was never chosen by a clutchmother for their eggs. Dragons would be too limiting on his career, and he was afraid that he might need to fly thread, despite the irrationality of that thought.
At 22, in Fall 69, he bought a small wher egg, hoping for a little green or blue, something that would blend in. Not from the pirates, as the "ship of traders" was revealed to be, but from an honest-enough merchant. His egg hatched, not into a tiny chromatic, but to Jirask, a bronze. He was such a good wher, wonderful in every way, and Jiras was thankful that metallic didn't mean much for whers. He graduated wherlinghood, and his transition into chopin squad was fluid and easy.
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