"It's a party now!"
BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Adopt
NAME: Yvaen
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/him/his
ORIENTATION: Desperate romantic
BIRTHDATE: Spring 2745
AGE: 25 as of 2770
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: Dragonrider
WING: Starfall
APPEARANCE
EYES: Green
HAIR: Red, thick and bushy, with a beard to match
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6'9", big and burly, with plenty of muscle
PLAY-BY: Stoick (How to Train Your Dragon)
FULL APPEARANCE: A big, burly man with a short stump of a dragon, Yvaen somehow seems to take up even more space than his size would justify. On his dragon's back, in the baths, in the narrower confines of the lower caverns, he often just doesn't seem to quite fit and he has bumped his head on his fair share of ceilings. He is an expressive man, prone to gesticulation, and has also knocked over his fair share of delicate knick-knacks. He is a strong man, better at brute force than delicacy. He wears his red hair and beard long.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Yvaen is boisterous, loud and extroverted, always the life of the party. He delights in living life to the fullest and puts his all into everything he does. There aren't many things he won't try, as you only live once and you'll never know how something will turn out until you try it. He likes people and he wants people to like him. Yvaen is a chronic people pleaser who takes rejection hard and will do just about anything he thinks will win him approval, no matter how foolish or ill-conceived. He likes the idea of family and desperately wants to build a real relationship with his own, whether or not they're interested in the idea.
Yvaen is a bit rough around the edges. He's not the most sophisticated or well-educated man. He's a warrior through and through who is good in a fight but doesn't know much more about Pern, the weyr or anything else than he needs to know. He's better with feelings than with books. While he's not particularly skilled at reading people's intentions, he is an empathetic person who is always quick to offer a supportive hand or a shoulder to cry on. He's also fairly at ease with his own emotions and doesn't hesitate to admit he has them or to express them.
HISTORY
FAMILY: Father: A'raen of Bronze Allordrith, deceased
Mother: Yvell of Green Tinsinth
Half-Sibling: Nova
Various other half-siblings on both sides
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
BIRTHPLACE: High Reaches Weyr
HISTORY: Yvaen was conceived as a result of a mating flight. His father was an influential bronzerider and his mother was, as far as High Reaches was concerned, nobody, just another greenrider to help fill the ranks. Yvaen's father, already in a serious relationship with another greenrider, never recognized Yvaen as his, preferring to devote his time and attention to Yvaen's half-sibling, Nova.
Yvaen's mother, on the other hand, always treated like him and her other children like they were special. They were raised in the creche but she visited as much as she could and always brought treats. Even if the rest of the weyr thought they were worthless, just another greenrider and a small handful of weyrbrats without distinguished bloodlines, they had each other and each it was enough.
And then Yvaen entered candidacy. It was the first time he saw his one A'raen's recognized child, his half-sibling, Nova, up close. They were the favored one, sure they would Impress bronze, brilliant and arrogant and far above Yvaen, who was just another body with no particular promise. Yvaen never tried to befriend them and they never seemed to notice he existed.
When Golre fell and the Fortians arrived and started remaking everything, Yvell decided she had had enough. She hoped High Reaches succeeded in becoming a better place but she was tired and she was done. She took those of her children who were similarly ready to leave, including Yvaen, and left for the warmer shores of Ista.
Yvaen continued to stand as a candidate there. He didn't think he had much promise as a crafter but he was pretty strong. He could haul bags of firestone with the best of them and he wasn't too scared to fly thread. It seemed like the best path for him.
When Semaca opened its doors, Yvaen transferred. He'd heard strange stories of the southern continent and wanted to see if they were true. It seemed like a whole new adventure. He Impressed at Semaca's chaotic mixed clutch to a short, squat blue who was undeniably weird, but quickly became his best friend on all Pern. The two graduated weyrlinghood with only a little bit of trouble along the way and settled in to life at Semaca.
As the turns passed, however, Yvaen started to regret having never built a relationship with any of his half-siblings. He decided to return to High Reaches and try again. The weyr was different now. Maybe their family could be too.
