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T'mok of green Matoath

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T'mok of green Matoath

T 'M O K

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"What can I say except you're welcome
For the tides, the sun, the sky
Hey, it's okay, it's okay
You're welcome
I'm just an ordinary demi-guy"


BASICS

RETIRE INFO: Adopt
NAME: T'mok (Turomok)
GENDER: male
PRONOUNS: he/him/his
ORIENTATION: Pansexual

BIRTHDATE: Spring 2721
AGE: forty-six as of Early Fall 2767
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Wingleader, Searchrider, father, teller of stories and defender of toys
WING: Eclipse Wing

APPEARANCE
EYES: golden brown
HAIR: bald as an egg! By choice. By nature, his hair is a dark brown.
HEIGHT AND BUILD: Six feet and eight inches, heavily muscled and thicc
PLAY-BY: Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson
FULL APPEARANCE:
T'mok is a mountain made flesh. He towers over most of Pern, but he does it with a sunny smile and a joke. It's often said that T'mok's smiles can cure Threadscore, and while that might not be true, he certainly makes the recovery process seem less gloomy. He spends plenty of time in the infirmary with injured wingmates, but that never seems to get him down. He's got a smile for every healer and a shoulder for every tear.

With muscles from here to forever, he makes most tasks seem dreadfully easy. He likes to show off his body - he worked hard for it, after all - and when the weather is right, he'll often strip down to cut-off leggings. (This is a treat for a good chunk of the weyr, whether or not they'll admit it.) At some point during weyrling training, T'mok decided that he wanted to deliberately cultivate a bald head. He sometimes lets it grow a little, but has come to be happiest when he's bald as an egg.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Such a big guy seems intimidating from a distance, but T'mok is one of those gentle giants. He likes to spend time with children, and they love it when he visits the crèche. He does not play favorites, even though he has children in the crèche. All are welcome, from the shyest toddler to the most belligerent preteen. And he has an unusual effect on them, too. He has faith in everyone to behave in certain ways, so that people want to live up to those expectations.

Similarly, T'mok does not play favorites among the riders. He prefers to judge on merit, and even that isn't fool proof. He's got a soft heart for injured riders, and an even softer one for injured weyrlings. It doesn't take much more than a request to derail his plans for the day. As he says, he's old, and has earned the right to spend his time where he likes - even though he isn't so old.

HISTORY
FAMILY:
Grandmother - Tecla of green Romayth
Mother - F'tresk of brown Tetkaath
Father - V'ger of green Esploranth
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: none just now, various past
BIRTHPLACE: Fort Weyr
HISTORY:

Turomok was the oldest son of a popular wingleader and her second. He grew up under the guidance of his grandmother, who was Headwoman of Fort at the time. With his rapidly increasing height and willingness to use his muscle, Turomok was favored to Impress bronze when he Stood.

Well, a bronze hatched at that fated clutch, but it wasn't for him. His dragon was a very distracted green, who spent more time tracking the movements of the gems worn by a Lady Holder in the stands than trying to Impress. By the time Turomok became T'mok of green Matoath, they were a footnote in the annals of history, overshadowed by Flauros and her golden Ekketoth.

Much of their lives has been spent as a footnote. Although Fort did not spend their chromatic dragons as needlessly as some other weyrs, T'mok lost people in the war. Friends, clutchmates, lovers, wingmates. It made him more of a giver, because how else was he supposed to help the world become a better place if he didn't spend time with it?

Matoath proved to have just as much interest in Chasing as in Rising, given the right female. T'mok endured taunts of 'unnaturalness', and 'freak' when Matoath chased Ekketoth. She never won these Flights, but that didn't stop her. T'mok learned how to get along with bronze riders, because they were his most frequent weyrmate. Matoath liked all things shiny, and that included dragons.

Despite having lost Ekketoth's last Flight, Matoath claims the Planetcrackers as her own. They do not reciprocate - it was Quth, not Matoath, who guarded their clutch and guided their lessons. Matoath, in fact, claims most dragons hatched at Fort as her own in some way, shape, or form. Her mates are hers, whether they've flown together once or a dozen times. Her wingmates are hers.

And with Fort going through so many changes - from the high turnover of golds to the Istan coup - T'mok and Matoath have learned that they can either change with the times (react) or provide an example of what they want to see (prevent).

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  • Early Fall 2767 - A tragic Fall leads to the death of Eclipse's wingleader, R'qua of brown Risirth. As his wingsecond, no matter how recently appointed, T'mok steps up tp take his place.
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M A T O A T H
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You'll never be quite as shiny
You wish you were nice and shiny


BASICS

NAME: Matoath
BIRTHDATE Fall 2740
AGE: twenty-seven Turns as of Early Fall 2767

CLUTCHING

CLUTCHING: NO
RUNS/FLIGHTS: 3

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: thirty-two feet
HEIGHT: eight feet
WINGSPAN: forty-eight feet
COLOR: green
HEX CODE: speech in #283625 | shiny in #509c36
FULL APPEARANCE:
Shiny. Matoath's main color is a sedate, solid green. Very respectable, very elegant. Her hide is shot through with a much more vivid green, though, in veins that streak like precious metals in ore, or perhaps marble. The contrast makes her appear to shine, no matter the lighting, and it's especially obvious when she is getting ready to Rise.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Matoath loves any and all things shiny. She doesn't quite collect shiny things - T'mok distracts her and returns the items to their rightful owners before she can get much of a stash going. She loves metallic fire lizards above all, and pesters her rider about his complete and utter lack of flit. If your fire lizard goes missing, look for Matoath. She's probably lured it off. Metallic dragons, however - no, that's a lie. She's partial to bronzes, of course, but it isn't out of the question for her to Chase a queen. She has not, to this date, ever caught a gold, but that does not dissuade her from trying.

She makes friends easily, being the exact type of persistent and outgoing that tends to attract others. Her relationship with previous mates is generally pretty good, but she's a vain, vain, vain dragon. She likes to be told that she's pretty, and she will always favor flattery over honesty.
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