"I'm a quiet person, I spend time observing, not speaking." -- Norman Reedus
BASICS
NAME: Pran (originally Pranala)
GENDER: Male (AMAB)
PRONOUNS: He/Him/His
ORIENTATION: Demiromantic Heterosexual
BIRTHDATE: Late Winter 2755
AGE: 20 turns
LOCATION: High Reaches
OCCUPATION: Weyrling (Green)
WING: N/A
APPEARANCE
EYES: Green
HAIR: Dark Brown with slight reddish hue
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6'2" | Slender
PLAY-BY: Pran Taylor (XOXO Droplets)
EXPY SOURCE: Pran Taylor (XOXO Droplets)
FULL APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Pran is hardly a people person. He very much prefers to fade into the background and not have attention called to himself when he can help it. He is a person to whom each thing he says is worth saying and small talk is not something he enjoys or engages in if he can help it. He also struggles to connect with others, often seeing the worst of everyone he meets, analyzing them often in an unfair light and then the choice avoidance begins. He also does not like a lot of background noise, be that words, singing or tapping on surfaces. These things often will prompt him to respond in a very annoyed and often scathing manner, with no regard for how the other person feels or what others might think of his behavior.
His ability to hold grudges can last years and its very rare he lets go of them. He is also notoriously stubborn, and doubles and sometimes even triples down if he feels he is right on something. This made him harder to deal with but not impossible and he does engage with lessons and such, and will work with others if he has to and knows when he impresses that he will have to work within a team and accepts that. That does not mean he has to be friends, after all, there is a job to be done and he is gonna do it and do it well.
While a mostly unpleasant person on the surface, there are moments and rare people that can get through the unplesantness and actually befriend him. There currently is only one person from his childhood that he calls a friend and is one of those precious few that he opens up to be a bit more vulnerable to. To any others that may somehow be stubborn enough to endure him, they would find a very quiet and smart young man with a passion for learning and caring for those close to him.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Nalah (+20) | Mother (Estranged)
Taylor ( +25)| Father (Estranged)
Assorted younger siblings (open ties)
Jeremy(-1) - Best friend (Open Tie)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: .... what?
BIRTHPLACE: High Reaches Weyr
HISTORY:
Pran or Pranala as he was born, was born to a brown and green rider pair and given to the creche to raise. His childhood was not much different than other children within the creche. Early on in his childhood, it was clear he was a very shy child, not speaking much or reaching out to interact, often content to play by himself and he liked being outside, sleeping under trees and tuning out the world. Multiple attempts to socialize with his same age peers did not meet with much success until he was five years old and met another child named Jeremy. This child was a bit of a bully and their first conversation ended with the other child calling him "Caterpiller eyebrows".
This actually made Pran laugh a bit and that floored the would be bully for a moment. It was the start of a weird road to friendship over the years, both of them making the choice to become candidates together. However, this is where they diverged after a year of being roommates as candidates.
The first clutch they stood for, Jeremy impressed and Pran didn't. This left him feeling like his only real connection was slipping away from him. His anxiety over this caused him to shut down further, at the point of only speaking either when he was spoken to and felt he had to reply, or when he knew he was right about something and wanted to stand his ground, so to speak. He didn't really mesh well with others, even when he made the occasional effort. It took several years but his day finally came when he impressed. The manner of which.. was certainly memorable.
He had been standing for a few years before the Season of Plenty clutch was on the sands. There were a lot of eggs and during the hatching a bit of drama about some candidate and lying or something, Pran really did not care to involve himself in. But then the Warrior Night egg began to crack then exploded apart and a very vibrant and angry green hatched and launched herself at the candidate line. He fought the urge to flinch back, not wanting to draw too much attention to himself, as this dragon seemed very aggitated. He watched her attack one candidate, leaving their robe torn and some damage to the female's leg.
She then charged towards another candidate near him and Pran for some reason felt the urge to move towards the dragonet, and before he could process what he was thinking, he picked her up, wiggling and teeth gnashing about. But something happened in that moment.. and he felt her calming in his arms and she pivoted her head towards him, her eyes shifting from an angry red hue to a green one and then a moment later.. rainbows. He blinked in confusion for a moment, not sure why he moved like that, interfering in what could have been an impression. But a voice, strong and deep, but clearly female resounded in his head.
" Ah, now there is the Pranala I wanted to see. We have wasted enough time here. I am hungry and there is work to be done. Now come before more eyes are upon us." The dragon, no.. Eksenath said and Pran nodded, placing the green down when he was certain she was not going to bite someone else. Looking to the candidate she bit and the other she likely frightened, he offered an apology and then left the sands to feed her. He did receive a stern lecture on interfering in the hatching by scooping up his green and as a result, he spent most of the feast confined to his room, a punishment which honestly he welcomed, as he never was one for a spotlight.
For the first few months of weyrlinghood, Pran and Eksenath tended to disagree a lot on things, such as his aversion to socializing and her tendency to dwell on mistakes she made. Somehow along the way, Pran began to form a small attachment to another classmate Noct, which was surprising, given his personality. Somehow the other boy tolerated him, for whatever reason. As time rolled on, he and his green began to work a bit more smoothly together but there are personality clashes, bumps along the road but Pran is sure they will be fine. After all, she chose him for some reason, right?
