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BASICS
NAME: Miles
GENDER: Male, cis
PRONOUNS: he/him
ORIENTATION: Bisexual
BIRTHDATE: Early Autumn 2744
AGE: 29 as of Late Summer 2774
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: Wingrider
WING: Starfall Wing
APPEARANCE
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Black
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6'1"
PLAY-BY: picrew by poika
FULL APPEARANCE: Miles is just above average height, with a fairly average build, not necessarily broad or skinny, curvy or muscular, just... average. He has dark brown skin, with wide, brown eyes. His hair is thick, wavy, and jet-black; kept short at the back, and slightly longer in the front. He has some light facial hair on his chin and upper lip, also kept fairly short. His taste in clothing is often formal, well-fitting clothes - often in blacks, greys, and whites.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Miles is outgoing, friendly, and charismatic, considering most people he meets a friend, even if he doesn't actually know them that well. He talks a lot, about anything and everything, but he's completely incapable of not blurting out his opinions whenever possible. He also has very little tact when it comes to secrets, often airing those, too, unless he is specifically told not to tell anyone. That being said, though he is fairly intelligent, his short term memory is poor, and he gets distracted very easily. He isn't fond of change, much, and often refuses to accept it, sometimes - and he rarely takes responsibility for his own actions. He can be argumentative, and competitive, as well. He likes to assert that he can do any task that is given to him, even if he genuinely has no idea how, he is ambitious and wants to believe that he can take on anything, always willing to solve a problem or help someone out - he doesn't like being told that he can't do something. He is cocky, and often likes to joke around with his friends and his dragon, always taking an optimistic and light-hearted stance on anything, even serious things. He never holds grudges, and if something bothers him, he will move on from it fairly quickly.
He doesn't care much for structure and authority - despite this, he is a hard worker, despite his attention span not being great - he will work hard on one thing for five minutes, and then switch to something completely different. He sees himself as a good leader, being good at organisation and planning, yet what skills he has in planning ahead, he lacks in carrying out; he will work out exactly how he's going to get things done, and then never get it done. He has high self-esteem and confidence, which often sometimes leads into arrogance. He doesn't back down from an argument, even if he's in the wrong - not for malicious reasons, he just has to get his point across.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Mother: Lamila of Green Rarath
Father: Bres of Blue Kiroith
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
BIRTHPLACE: Fort Weyr
HISTORY: Born to two dragonriders, Miles spent most of his childhood in the creche, his parents being mostly uninvolved; however, he got along well with the other kids in the creche well enough, gathering quite a lot of friends. Though he was born in the middle of the Interval War, it took him some time before he realised what the war actually meant for the Weyr - he had heard that High Reaches had a tyrannical Weyrwoman, one who would abuse her power. He was still interested in dragonriding, however, and ended up becoming a candidate at 15.
For the first three years of his candidacy, he studied hard in his lessons - yet, it was in 2761 that High Reaches had declared war on Fort, and he'd started to realise he wasn't a fan of the politics and power structures at play here. It all seemed unnecessary to him. Though things were dangerous and stressful for Fort, he continued his candidacy, for he had to get his dragon - and in 2763, he did. He bonded to one of Macath's clutch, a green named Ellieth - a happy friend, who was essentially his ideal dragon - upbeat, cheerful, and generally a ray of sunshine. At this point, he'd learnt that High Reaches as a Weyr had changed. Golre had gone, and the Weyr had adopted more progressive views - almost seeming like the complete opposite of how it was during Golre's rule. Though he hadn't much issue with Fort's leadership, he didn't care at all for the structure. Even though he'd lived through High Reaches attacking Fort... and the Interval War in general, he pushed that aside. High Reaches' structure suited him more than Fort's, and thus, he moved to High Reaches.
After he arrived, in 2765, he already liked it here. This was so different to the High Reaches of Golre's era that he'd been told about. People got fair chances at leadership, and there was no more fighting between the Weyrs. He fought through a few difficult Threadfalls, him and his dragon managing to struggle through with minimal injury. Time and more Thread passed, both of High Reaches' golds had died, and things were peaceful between High Reaches and his home for a while - that was, until early 2770, and two eggs had appeared, out of nowhere. Supposedly, they were stolen from Fort Weyr. Though the egg theft was... not the best thing to do, in his eyes, it was true that High Reaches didn't have a gold - thus, they had to sustain themselves with garnet and green clutches. Once more, relations between his home and High Reaches had been destroyed. And then... Aldoeith arrived. He wasn't sure how to feel. He didn't think High Reaches needed a gold, they had plenty of other dragons that could clutch. Yet, he wanted to hope that there was a sliver of chance that the people of the Weyr wouldn't let a repeat of Vizeth happen.
