"Whatever you do in life will be insignificant, but it’s very important that you do it, because nobody else will."
BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Adopt
NAME: Asherah, "Ash"
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/Him/His
ORIENTATION: Pansexual Panromantic
BIRTHDATE: Summer 2745
AGE: 31 as of Spring 2777
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Bronzerider
WING: Midnight Wing
APPEARANCE
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Very pale blond
HEIGHT AND BUILD: Roughly 6'1," willowy
PLAY-BY: Nier - NieR RepliCant
FULL APPEARANCE:
Ash was born with light skin, light hair, and light eyes. He also leans on the tall side of "male average," and while awkward and gangling as a child well into his teens, he filled into a rather handsome adult. As if in an attempt to make himself blend into the background, he typically dresses very casually in muted tones of greys and browns. Ash does tend to keep up with fashions at the least, though only casually, and does have a secondary, more colourful outfit worn for particularly special occasions. His hair is kept a bit long for a dragonrider, layered loosely in an angle from his jaw to his shoulderblades at the back, silk-soft and well-kept. He has difficulty growing facial hair and is generally clean-shaven. His fingers are long and thin, quite delicate-looking despite Turns as a dragonrider.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
A kindly and gentle soul, in another life he may have done well as a mindhealer. He would rather listen than speak, and when he does his voice is soft, having a gentle and soothing, almost lyrical tone to it. This does mean his opinion is often overlooked or gone unheard, unless someone else brings attention to him. Outside observers tend see him as a meek pushover--a poor excuse for someone who could potentially be a Weyrleader. Far from it; he's quite stubborn, and very firm in his own opinion when he has one. However, because he rarely tends to speak out unless absolutely necessary, he does nothing to dispel these opinions. On the other hand, this indifference can also be seen by some as callousness, especially since he doesn't tend to have extreme reactions to things. Level-headed even when he's the cause, he's good to have in an emergency--unless you need someone shouting out orders rather than getting something done.
He dislikes physical contact save with those he is particularly close with, but may tolerate it in small doses depending on his opinion of the individual. Ash typically shows his own affection through gestures rather than words--something as little as leaning on someone can mean quite a lot from him--which can lead to misunderstandings or hurt feelings with those who need verbal affirmation. He does have a lovely singing voice, but is actually quite bashful about this and uncomfortable with singing in front of others. Instrument playing is a leisure hobby of his, and this he does not mind sharing with others, but will only play for a very small audience--he is skilled in both lute and harp, though has only saved enough to acquire a personal lute thus far.
HISTORY
FAMILY: Leserah - Father - Holder - Deceased (Sickness)
Ashilen - Mother - Holder - Alive
Lesilen - Sibling - Harper - Presumed Alive
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None Currently
BIRTHPLACE: Small Cothold near Ista Weyr
HISTORY:
Asherah was prematurely born the oldest child to a couple living in a tiny cothold near Ista Weyr. This led the couple to initially believe that the boy was frail and sickly. They sheltered him for a large portion of his childhood, paying the local Harper to give him private lessons, hidden away from the burning sun and other children who may have "gotten him sick." This did result in stunting him socially somewhat, however well-intentioned the couple was. The attention would lessen on him when his younger sibling was born, but he was still restricted to mostly-sheltered locations due to his tendency to burn badly in the sun. When he was finally old enough to pursue a Craft, he would opt for Tailorcraft (despite his teacher's pleadings to pursue Harpercraft), departing his family to learn at the Southern Boll crafthall. It would be shortly after arriving here that he would discover a clutch of firelizard eggs, bonding to a little green he names "Smudge."
Life at the Hall was about what he was used to, working from morning to night on his lessons. At the very least there were many more people present to speak toand learn from, though he quickly found he wasn't a fan of socializing with large groups. Things at the crafthall were fairly uneventful, and while news of the troubles related to the Weyrs was brought to them, Ash was more concerned with his education. This focus did lead to him graduating to Journeyman slightly on the early end of age, at eighteen Turns.
From the crafthall he would travel north for some time, stopping at various Holds along the way and picking up tips and tricks from the crafters there, things that weren't taught in the Hall and could only be learned through experience in the field. Along the way he encountered Searchriders pulling together individuals for an upcoming clutch at High Reaches. Though he initially declined, he would approach them again before their departure and instead leave with them. To some degree of personal amusement, the Hatching would occur around his own Turnday. Despite the tragedy of a Candidate's death, he would Impress to bronze Kakarith.
Through Weyrlinghood and beyond, the young man would keep his head down and largely do everything he could to avoid bringing himself into the conflict between Fort and High Reaches. Being somewhat of a wallflower, even with a bronze, sometimes paid off. He was able to arrange transfer to Fort shortly before the elections at High Reaches would take place.
