"There's some kind of special feeling...plus...she smells nice."
(He's back, bitches.)
BASICS
NAME: Judau
GENDER: CIS Male
PRONOUNS: He/him/his
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
BIRTHDATE: Late Fall 2747
AGE: 27 as of Early Fall 2775
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Dragonrider, goofball
WING: Daylight
APPEARANCE
EYES: Green
HAIR: It's a nice, dark brown.
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'11, built like a brick shithouse
PLAY-BY: Kaine Wakaba (Metal Armor Dragonar)
FULL APPEARANCE: Judau always has this air of scrappiness to him. His hair is a curly mess that never seems to want to straighten out, but it has a bit of fluff to it. His build is...fit, unreasonably so. He doesn't seem it but he's pretty ripped under his clothes. He's got...a reasonable amount of clothes. More than he used to have. (Please ignore the buttons and loud 80s suspenders...I was too lazy to edit those too.)
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Informal and unfiltered, even after all this time. He'll say what comes to mind, consequences be damned. He's still somewhat cocky, but it's evened out. A bit. Maybe. You should probably get out of the way just in case, though.
He still is the first to crack a joke, especially if it's to break a tense atmosphere. Easygoing, and tends to prioritize interests of responsibilities with a handful of exceptions. When he's on task, though, he'll get it done- just unconventionally. Not as dense as he used to be when it came to flirting, but it's still probably a good idea to be blunt with him if you're interested. Ironic, really, given his tendencies.
In arguments, he finds fisticuffs to be a pretty good answer.
His greatest quality is his loyalty; to those close to him, primarily. He's protective of his sister, maybe a bit too much. He is also a bit guile, but the cleverness really only tends to come out when it comes to getting him an advantage, or getting out of a pinch. This does not always work out in his favor, as sometimes the ideas he comes up with backfire.
One way to set him off is to imply that Haroth is "broken", or "sick". You will very quickly find a fist square in your jaw.
HISTORY
FAMILY: Leina (Younger sister); absent mother and father
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Haman
BIRTHPLACE: A trader caravan
TW: Neglect
HISTORY: Judau didn't start his life off at fort. For most of his childhood, he and his parents were part of a traveling merchant caravan. He spent most of his time in it playing pranks and getting into mischief. Eventually, his parents had a second child- his sister, Leina. After that, they decided to settle in Fort Hold.
At least, that was how it was for a bit. His parents missed the nomadic life they led, so they took to being part of a caravan again...leaving the young boy, on the cusp of being a teenager, to take care of his younger sister. He had to pick up the work around the house his parents left behind, which meant that he had to grow up. Fast. So, with that, he went from being not only a big brother, but a caretaker too.
As Leina got older and became more independent, he very abruptly decided to become a Candidate. If you ask him nowadays exactly why he did, all he'll give you is a shrug; it seemed like a good idea at the time. Even, you know, if there was more responsibility that came with that entire lifestyle.
Not too long after that, a fresh clutch was laid on the sands. The timing couldn't have been any better. At the following touching, one egg in particular seemed to jump out at him...quite literally, it was very lively, practically bursting with excitement.
The hatching came, and from that same egg sprung a green dragonet, who quickly tackled him. Judau genki! Judau genki!! It declared. With that, Green Haroth was part of his life. The two adjusted to each other rapidly, at least in no part to Haroth's insistence to coming with him everywhere if she could manage it.
Judau was rather content with his life once Haroth was fully grown; he settled into Daylight Wing, and he managed to finally get things with Haman worked out beyond the unspoken arrangements that had existed prior. He also finally obtained more clothing, so he had more than just the meager wardrobe he arrived at the Weyr with.
Things were well and good for a while, until Fort was abruptly taken over by a Traditionalist coup. Suddenly Judau found that his wing had a bronzerider shoved into it for no reason other than to control it. During this time period he got into many heated arguments about the direction the Weyr was going. He was very outspoken of his opposition of the faction, which no doubt made him a good few enemies. After it was all said and done he now carries a strong wariness of bronzeriders, however unreasonable it may be.
UPDATES
- N/A but I've got it here if significant stuff happens.
