"As you may have noticed, my attire is not...uh... suited to the environment."
BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Adopt both if Alisaie is in play, otherwise retire
NAME: Alphinaud
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: he/him/his
ORIENTATION: ???? Books????
BIRTHDATE: Late Spring 2752
AGE: 18 as of Early Fall 2770
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Greenrider
WING: Aurora Wing
APPEARANCE
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Blond
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'2", thin
PLAY-BY: Alphinaud Leveilleur (FFXIV)
FULL APPEARANCE:
A pretty boy, no doubt about that. Though he will readily admit he wishes that he will grow more, right now there is little to do. A young man who looks like he would snap in a stiff breeze, Alphinaud is a far cry from what one would typically think of a candidate. He has an angular face, a pointed chin, and bright eyes. His hair is blond, meticulously tended to each morning (despite how he will never admit he puts such effort in), usually parted on the left. He has been known to forget that winter is cold, and will step out in summer clothes before realizing his error.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
"The calm one" if his sister is to be believed, Alphinaud is a brilliant young man. Incredibly book-smart, with a way with words. He can be incredibly charismatic, knowing exactly what to say to rally a crowd or at least seem like he knows exactly what he is talking about. He is friendly, though his overall pride sometimes makes him come off as an uppity twit. He has grand ideas of uniting Pern, of being the hero with an entire force to ensure the world is safe, with him at the helm. He would have an entire wing at his control if the world let him.
That said, he is street-dumb. He would follow someone into a dark alley if he were certain someone would give him an old skin or some rare collection of writings. He is awful at taking a hint sometimes, desperately needing someone to spell out their affection to him if they feel it. Mistakes hit him hard, and depression and guilt will run him absolutely over. He tries so hard, but when failure hits, it hits him like a charging wher.
He worries over Alisaie probably more than he should. She is the "rowdier" of them, and he finds himself peeking around corners and eavesdropping to make sure she is safe, occasionally having words with people who may be causing her trouble. He wouldn't call it meddling in her life, but he's also pretty sure she would kick his ass halfway to Telgar if she found out. He worries about her devotion to their grandfather, and wants to carefully steer her towards her own path.
HISTORY
FAMILY: Grandfather, L'soix of Bronze Tupsimatith
Alisaie of White Torikoth (twin sister)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None
BIRTHPLACE: Fort Weyr
HISTORY:
The younger twin by seconds, a child of dragonriders who were just never there. Alphinaud and his sister were raised primarily in the creche, highlighted by visits from their grandfather, L'soix.
Alisaie was closer to him, but Alphinaud hung on his stories. No desire for bronze, but to do something greater. He developed an idea, a vision for a united Pern ever since he was a small child, hearing stories from their grandfather. The world could be united, they all could be together, fighting for one common goal if the infighting would just--
Then L'soix was gone.
Died in threadfall, saving another member of his wing.
At eleven, Alphinaud did not know how to mourn. Alisaie needed him, even if she lashed out at everyone near her. Well, they needed each other now. It wasn't like they had parents to cry to, they only had each other. So he was there for her, he was there through the anger until time had passed. Even he had found some way to mourn, and that was to renew his grand plan to unite Pern.
The next few turns were overall uneventful. Alphinaud was just a boy, and couldn't go about securing political support for a plan that most people rolled their eyes at. However, when a girl expressed interest in him (after he realized this interest was romantic in nature, which took.... longer than he is willing to admit), he was completely unsure of how to react.
Then the girl mistook Alisaie for him, which ended in frustration, yelling, and any hope of the relationship developing immediately going up in smoke.
As soon as he hit 15 (seconds after Alisaie, if she had any say over it), he became a candidate. Sure, Alisaie had her eyes set on bronze, but he just needed something. Something, anything.
What he didn't anticipate was a blue rising, and actually clutching. A single egg, but still. And whoever was determined to declare the egg a painted rock of all things was clearly out of their mind. There was no precedent for such a thing! He knew, he had read extensively. Well, there wasn't precedent for a blue clutching too but still... he wasn't about to let a chance like this just pass by.
And unfortunately, it did. The white that hatched passed him up for Alisaie. Once again, she'd been the first.
It stung, as it always did, but in the end, Alphinaud's determination was renewed. He'd see Pern united, somehow.
