Fathom of Garnet Pyralith

[Ignys]

FATHOM
""Sometimes … sometimes they don't know they're bad guys. They think what they're doing is the right thing."

BASICS
NAME: Fathom
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/Him/His
ORIENTATION: Straight and happily taken.

BIRTHDATE: Late Winter 2743
AGE: 32 as of Late Fall 2776
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: Dragonrider
WING: Stormlight Wing

APPEARANCE
EYES: Green
HAIR: Brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5' 7", slender
FULL APPEARANCE:
A little on the short side for a guy, Fathom is easily lost in a crowd. He doesn't have any particularly distinguishable features that would make him stand out. Fathom's hair is brown, wavy, and shoulder length, often adorned with small braids here and there. He has medium green eyes, and patches of freckles high on his cheek bones and over the bridge of his nose. The one thing of note that he owns is a bracelet embedded with three stones; black, green, and black in that order. He cherishes it, as it was a gift from his weyrmate, and only takes it off to fly Thread. Otherwise, it's securely on his right wrist, his dominant hand.

Fathom can often appear disheveled and unkempt. He has good hygiene, he just doesn't see much point in putting a lot of effort into how he looks. His hair is often left in an unorganized mess from when he sleeps, and his clothes are a bit rumpled from tossing them carelessly at times. His weyrmate is responsible for any styling that happens to his hair, as well as the little braids in it.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Fathom isn't necessarily lazy, but he can and will try to get out of his duties when it's not pertinent he do them. He likes the freedom of having nothing to do, and is always a bit difficult when it comes to responsibilities. A younger Fathom would have simply snuck out of his weyr before anyone could tell him what his chores for the day were, but as he's aged he's begrudgingly accepted that he has responsibilities he can't run away from. He'll still complain, but he'll do what he's told.

Otherwise, Fathom can be rather quiet. He's kind, just not extremely social. He prefers the company of his dragon and weyrmate to large crowds of people he's only acquainted with. He can be awkward and stutter over his words due to nervousness. In small groups of friends, he's much more relaxed. He cares a great deal about the people close to him, and often tries to make them gifts. He isn't very good at it, though. His kind nature can make him a little too quick to trust. Someone with enough confidence and charisma to back their story can convince Fathom it's true without much fanfare.

HISTORY
FAMILY:
Manta (Mother)
Nautilus (Younger Brother)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Indigo of Green Wyvveth
BIRTHPLACE: A modest hold near Keroon Bay
HISTORY:
Much of Fathom's life was spent at his place of birth, a modest cothold near the sea. It was close enough to Ista to have plenty of traffic, and did well for itself. Fathom's family was closely knit, and he wouldn't have it any other way. He was particularly close to his little brother, one year his junior. They could be called best friends, on top of their blood ties. Fathom was overjoyed when the searchdragon that came by chose not only him, but Nautilus as well. Despite being 19 by then, Fathom had every confidence that they would both get to impress. Six turns was more than enough time!

Shortly after arriving at Ista Weyr, Nautilus packed up and moved with little fanfare. It was a painful surprise. He had every intention of transferring himself, to reunite with Nautilus, but where would he even start? Did his brother even want to be reunited? In the end, his friends at Ista and Indigo reasoned that staying at Ista for the time was his best bet. They were hopeful Nautilus would chose to return one day, and Fathom found it more comforting to think that as well.

Things finally turned for the better in 2765, when he impressed to Pyralith. She was stunning, even more so with the fact that she was born in the late hours of the night and glowed faintly all on her own. The joy didn't last forever. Indigo had impressed and graduated before Fathom, and had intentions to go to High Reaches. With sadness, and a promise to follow, he watched her go. Pyralith became his foundation between then and their graduation, and the occasional visit kept him from being too downtrodden.

He finally got the chance to follow early in 2767, and his reunion with Indigo wasn't the only one to be had. Fathom was surprised, and overjoyed, to find that his brother was at High Reaches too! And with a dragon of his own no less. The ensuing losses High Reaches incurred couldn't dampen his mood entirely. Two of the most important people to him were back in his life, after all. Indigo gifted him a beautiful metal bracelet studded with what must be precious stones of some sort. It was a gift he cherished.

2770 was a rocky turn. High Reaches' desperation for numbers in their wings, presumably, led them to steal eggs. Fathom was appalled. And from Fort of all places? There was nothing he could do but watch the ties with Fort burn. The hatching of a gold on the sands in the same turn was good news, but a bit bitter sweet thanks to the two stolen eggs. Still, what could Fathom really do but watch?

[Ignys]

PYRALITH



BASICS
NAME:Pyralith
BIRTHDATE Early Summer 2765
AGE: 11 as of Fall 2776

CLUTCHING

CLUTCHING: Yes
RUNS/FLIGHTS: 2

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: 36ft
HEIGHT: 9.25ft
WINGSPAN: 53.5ft
COLOR: Garnet
HEX CODE:#A52942
FULL APPEARANCE:
Pyralith is nearly as small as a garnet can be, but that doesn't stop her from being a stunning, graceful creature. Her head and the front half of her body are a light, pale red, slowly becoming crimson as you travel to her wingtips and tail. Most notable about her, though, is the dappling of dark purple on her back. It travels from decorative swirls on her forehead, to spotty like markings along her neck, back, and shoulders. She also has bracelets of sorts on both front legs and dashes of purple down about half of her tail.

In the sunlight, there isn't anything particularly notable about her. She's a garnet, a very pretty one at that, but that's all. At night, or in the dark, however, is where she metaphorically and literally shines. Most of the purple markings on her body have the ability to produce light.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
At first glance, you wouldn't assume Pyralith has a soft heart. She can be steely and suspicious, regarding most strangers as potential threats or untrustworthy. She isn't rude with folks, but may give clipped replies when spoken to. Luckily, she'll forget any grievances she has with someone in a few days, and most of them are in her own head anyway. Repeated interactions will soften her opinion of others, but she largely relies on her rider's judgement.

To her rider, Pyralith's true colors can be more easily seen. She has the utmost trust in her rider, and her suspicion of others is merely a mechanism to ensure both of them are safe. She can become distraught if they are injured, whether she could have stopped it or not. Her reason for being is to protect, and she has lofty standards to what she should be able to prevent. If she had her way, she would take the brunt of her rider's troubles as her own. But as it is, she can only do her best to protect them physically, and be there for the times she can't help.