TAMRITAN
"Always look on the bright side of life"
BASICS
NAME: TAMRITAN
GENDER: male
PRONOUNS: he/him/his
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual, he thinks
BIRTHDATE: Fall, 2755
AGE: 17 as of spring 2773
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Candidate
WING: N/A
APPEARANCE
EYES: golden hazel
HAIR: light brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'10" and light
PLAY-BY:
FULL APPEARANCE:
Tamritan has the long-legged, unfinished look of a large guard canine: all legs, left feet and yet somehow can fold himself up into a small package. Fluffy light brown hair sticking out everywhere is his signature look, along with looking half starved and the slight tilt his head achieved while he was thinking seriously. Big hands matched the big feet, but somehow were far better coordinated, which meant that if carrying something while he tripped, it usually survived unscathed... unless Disaster had a hand, foot, wing in it...
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Tamritan is conscientious, hardworking, clever and loves most types of weaving. There the artistic boy loses his modesty to create beautiful things. His favourite so far has been tapestry stitching, and he always has a few projects on the go. Tamritan is a kind boy, and loyal, aching for his foster sister's heartbreak, but wishing Wen had been more honest with her when she was obviously romanticising her relationship with him.
Tam was cute, he'd been told but self-honesty, and inborn modesty made him a realist, and low self esteem did the rest... Loyalty was a part of who Tamritan was, as was a certain empathy for the hurts of those he knew, and at the moment, there was conflict and unresolved issues between his two best friends. It made him feel helpless, and so uncomfortable with them because he didn't know what to SAY to them
Tamritan wasn't particularly judgmental, nor was he interested in the reasons behind the emotions Shazzri was expressing, but he was seriously not liking the feeling of distaste Wen's current attitude of arrogant superiority showed him. He thought he KNEW him, and was now aware that he didn't.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Tamin, father, fisherman
Ritani, mother, weaver
Wensley, aunt and foster mother
Wenritan, cousin and foster brother
Shazzri, foster sister
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: none yet
BIRTHPLACE: Port of Fort
HISTORY:
Tamritan's father was a fisherman, his mother a weaver who paused in her craft while his father fished. Then, when Tam was still small, his mother fell down the steps in their home, and suddenly he was sent away.
Wensley became his foster mother, and Wenritan his foster brother. Soon, Shazzri joined them and they grew close. They all became weaver apprentices, and loved it, mostly. What they didn't love was the Journeyman for Dyes, and the emotional stress of growing up.
It was inevitable that Wen would do well at everything, and that he wouldn't. It was also unsurprising that he'd trip over his own feet, but painful that it happened most in the Dye workroom. The expectable result was expulsion... and suddenly, only a few months before I was old enough for Journeyman, I was an ex-apprentice.
Heartsore and annoyed, I decided to try for a dragon... and then Shazzri discovered Wenritan was engaged to be married and she wanted to go too. So... we did.