Davros of Brown Oryth

[Mal]

DAVROS

"lyrics or quotes here"

BASICS
NAME: Davros
GENDER: male
PRONOUNS: he/him/his
ORIENTATION: Unsure. Romance and other stuff is still icky to him

BIRTHDATE: Fall 2758
AGE: 17 as of Winter 2775

LOCATION: HR
OCCUPATION: Weyrling
WING: weyrling wing

APPEARANCE
EYES: golden brown
HAIR: brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'4", lanky
PLAY-BY: Syaoran Li, Card Captor Sakura: Clear Card
FULL APPEARANCE: Davros is a boy who is obviously not done growing yet. He is still all gangly limbs and uncoordination. His brown hair is short and always looks like its never seen a brush no matter how much he tries to tame it. His eyes are golden brown and sparkle with mischief. He's still pretty short, but he's got time to grow.

He doesn't really care much about his clothing choices, just grabbing whatever is clean. His wardrobe is varied in style and color, though the majority is basic trousers and shirts. He has a couple of nicer outfits for feasts and gathers.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Davros lives up to the title "Weyrbrat". He is a troublemaker with an attitude. He likes to think he is a "tough guy" and master of the world for all his 15 turns. Despite being raised in the creche among others equal to his station, he was lucky enough to have a mother who doted on him and spent time with him whenever she could. In her eyes, he could do no wrong, which led to a bit if a spoiled attitude.

He's bossy, but good at convincing others to be his minions friends. He has a small following of fellow weyrbrats who heed his beck and call. He does truely love his friends and while he will order them around, he won't do anything that would be more than a harmless prank.

Davros is inheritly lazy, preferring to get his followers to do his work for him if he can. When he does have to do his own work, he's apt to complain the whole time.

Davros might be a dumbass, but he isn't stupid. If he deigns to apply himself to a task, he can be shown to be intelligent and quick witted. But...he is also quite able to make an utter fool of himself if he tries to show off too much when he doesn't actually know what he's talking about.

HISTORY
FAMILY:
Mother- Pandava of Green Xellith
Father- R'cer(Roscer) of Brown Awooth
Siblings: many half siblings of various ages (ties available)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
BIRTHPLACE: HR
HISTORY:
Davros was born to rider parents in High Reaches. His father bit of a womanizer so he has many half siblings born older, and some came after. Like many children of riders, Davros was sent to the creche. His father cared little about his children, but his mother doted upon him, spending any free time she could.

As he grew older, he liked to help with other kids in creche, finding himself the leader of small gaggle of other 'brats. He was very good at getting into mischief with his friends, and found himself in trouble more than a few times because of it.

Davros recently turned 15, and of course he had to become a rider. Riding a strong Bronze and fighting Thread was a dream of his, and he was never silent about his ambitions. Galdenath's clutch will be his first Hatching, but he's certain he will find his match.

[Mal]

Oryth


BASICS
NAME: Oryth
BIRTHDATE Early Spring 2774
AGE: 1 as of 2775

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: 49 ft
HEIGHT: 12 ft
WINGSPAN: 76 ft
COLOR: Brown
HEX CODE: #4b3118
FULL APPEARANCE:
Oryth is a large, strong brown, almost the size of a small bronze, who looks like everything a brown should be. He is burly and clearly sturdy, although on closer examination, as much of it is fat as muscle. His strength and stamina will rarely be found wanting, but he'll also never be the fastest or most agile of dragons. His hide is a dark brown, broken by striking markings of a lighter color- a jagged streak of lightning across one hip, the horns of a deer or maybe a lapine on the other, a strange sort of necklace or maybe a crown long lost to history around his neck.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Oryth is the sort of dragon who wants to be the man of the moment. Ambitious, driven and charismatic, Oryth presents himself well and can be quite inspirational when the mood strikes him. He is comfortable giving orders and confident right up to and sometimes past the border to arrogance. He's cheerful and jolly and enjoys having a good time and sharing the good time with others. He can be surprisingly nitpicky over grammar, correcting any mistakes he hears, even if only to his rider- it just bothers him when people use language wrong. He likes the idea of being seen as the big hero. In practice, however, he's not particularly good with details, preferring to leave the organization and planning ahead to others. He can be rather stubborn and obstinate, when an idea gets into his head, and he has a nasty temper when angered.

Oryth is a dragon who enjoys all the standard draconic joys in life, often to excess- sunning, hunting and chasing the weyr's female dragons. He'll do his best to win over as many friends as he can, although his own affections are fickle and his favor lasts only as long as someone is useful or amusing. No one should rely too deeply on his loyalty, even after a prolonged friendship- Oryth will try to help, but only so long as it continues to win him praise or until it becomes too much trouble. This extends to his rider. Oryth likes them well enough, so long as they entertain him and help him out, but he's the rare dragon who sometimes wonders what it would have been like to choose someone else, if another rider could have made him complete and let him find a deeper, truer happiness.

Voice: Oryth's voice is deep and rumbling.

Why Me?: This will be a trashfire. He'll look close to what Davros thinks he wants at first...and then Davros can get to know him.