"Did someone say run?!?!"
BASICS
NAME: Y'olai, formerly Yermolai. Goes by Yermie
GENDER: Nonbinary, masculine features
PRONOUNS: They/them
ORIENTATION: Aromantic, ???sexual (open to that kind of relationship, but not actively seeking one out)
BIRTHDATE: Late Summer of 2757
AGE: 18 as of 2775
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Wingrider
WING: Aurora Wing
APPEARANCE
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Black, short and curly
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'8, broader than you'd expect
PLAY-BY: Art created with this picrew
FULL APPEARANCE: Yermie is a little on the short side but pretty broad for that, especially in the shoulders. They wear their hair short and don't often cut it with a style in mind, they just don't like when it starts tickling their ears. Their clothes are all hand-me-downs, usually old patched things or work clothes that Yermie doesn't have to worry about messing up. Their skin is always tanned and they are covered in freckles.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Yermie is an energetic youth, who likes hanging out with friends. They are a kind person who likes helping others, and tries to be respectful to authority figures and polite when it's expected, but doesn't really have a refined bone in their body so sometimes falls short.
Unfortunately, Yermie can be very distractible, and often leaves tasks unfinished. When someone points that out to them, they're quick to get back on task...until the next distraction, of course. They also have a bad habit of picking things up. It's not stealing, or at least not intentionally, because they'll immediately apologize and return whatever it is if someone calls them out, but if something small and interesting is left unattended, they will get distracted by it, and then absent-mindedly put it into their pocket for later once they realize they have something else to do. They have a small hoard of treasures in their room that they periodically have to sheepishly put into the lost and found.
Their greatest love, of all time, the one thing that will make them lose reason is going for a run. The fastest way to Yermie's heart is to go on a run with them. They don't particularly care about going fast, they just want to be moving all the time.
HISTORY
FAMILY: Unknown Fort Weyr riders
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Running...wait, you mean people? Oh, then no one
BIRTHPLACE: Fort Weyr
HISTORY: Yermie was born in Fort Weyr. They never knew their parents, but never felt the lack. It felt like the whole Weyr was their family, with all of the advantages and drawbacks that come from having large families. Their life was largely average for a Weyrbrat, except for a brief period where some of the adults around him thought maybe they would be suited for a profession that would take them out of the Weyr. From a very young age, Yermie was always trying to run around, and for a time it seemed like they might make for a good runner. But it quickly became apparent that being a runner wasn't for them - they routinely picked longer routes just to drag out the run, misplaced written messages and forgot large portions of oral ones. They just really loved the running part and nothing else.
With all that confusion about whether they should be a runner or not cleared up, Yermie signed up to be a candidate as soon as they were eligible, more because that's what all their friends were doing than because they had aspirations to be a rider. Not that a dragon wouldn't be amazing, it was just that they had plenty of time to worry about that. And now they're old enough to stand to maybe get a wher too, so that's double the possible amazing! Even when they didn't Impress, it was always so much fun to be right there on the sands when the babies were hatching, to get to see them up close.
UPDATES
- Late Spring 2776: During threadfall, Tsukasath's right foreleg was scored by the blue thread that fell (Moderate)