"I am TOO fearsome!"
BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Adopt
NAME: Ly'nk, birthname Lyaenk
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/him/his
ORIENTATION: Homosexual
BIRTHDATE: Late Summer 2750
AGE: 24 as Spring 2774
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION:
WING: Nocturne
APPEARANCE
EYES: Green
HAIR: Black and spiky
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'3, leanly muscled
PLAY-BY: Claude von Regan, Fire Emblem
FULL APPEARANCE: Ly'nk has (mostly) grown into his looks. Unfortunately for him those looks are...delicate, in a refined, almost aristocratic sort of way. At 24, Ly'nk's finally been able to grow a bit of facial hair, which helps a little along with the natural maturation of his features. Turns of rider duty and good weyr food have led to him growing a bit stockier and more muscular, although he's still on the leaner side and quite short for a man.
For all his rampant insistence that he IS still a scary holdless man, Ly'nk mostly dresses these days like a rider or a young lordling. He still doesn't care about clothes and mostly lets Sakuyath or the weyr's tailors pick for him. Which leaves him looking decidedly more fashionable than he used to. He doesn't understand why people refuse to be afraid of him any more! In an attempt to look tougher, he got one ear pierced and started wearing a lock of his hair in a "warrior braid" but it doesn't much help.
Ly'nk is clumsy and and slow and not all that strong, so he'll probably never be a great fighter, even when he's finished growing. No matter how what clothes are provided to him, they will often end up mismatched, partially because Ly'nk is red-green colorblind, partially because he just doesn't care all that much. Clothes are clothes.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Ly'nk is fiercely protective, of his dragon, of his background, of his pride and dignity. He knows all of Pern looks down on him and thinks he's lower than tunnelsnakes, but he doesn't care. He's Ly'nk and he knows he's awesome. And if anyone tries to say otherwise? He'll talk back, loudly. He just has to hope his mouth doesn't get him in more trouble than his body can handle, which it easily could, because Ly'nk is an absolutely atrocious fighter.
Beneath the prickly dignity, Ly'nk isn't half as fearless as he might talk. He knows he's small and weak, know that bigger people pick on little people and knows he might very well end up going the same way as his father if his luck turns sour. He's cautious to the bone and always sleeps with his back to the wall and a weapon at the ready. He might never win a fight, but that doesn't mean he can't go down swinging. Ly'nk is particularly cautious around fire and has been ever since his sibling Fraelynn was burned making candles.
Ly'nk was...actually pretty happy being holdless. If it wasn't for thread and thieves and the risk of branding, he'd have enjoyed every minute of it. He chafes against the restrictions of weyr life and finds many of the norms and rules silly.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Mother: Lynn
Sibling: F'lynn of Brown Florenth
Adoptive Brother: Fraenkie
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Not yet
BIRTHPLACE: Igen Caves
HISTORY: Lyaenk was born in a holdless camp in the Igen Caves. It was the only life he knew and he saw nothing wrong with it. He had a mother and a father and friends and siblings. It wasn't until he was older he realized that the rest of Pern might see it differently, that he really understood why they had to avoid the holds and the main roads. His reaction? Well then forsk them! He didn't need them anyway.
Lyaenk never really knew his adoptive brother Fraenkie, who was 'Searched' while he was little more than a baby. But he adored his other sibling Fraelynn, who was tough and strong and a better fighter than anybody else he knew. Even if they didn't usually want him around, he still bragged about them to all of his friends. When he was eight, they were burned while making candles. It was the first time Lyaenk realized how fragile life was and has left him with a lifelong fear of fire, but he still thought Fraelynn was the coolest sibling in all the Igen Caves.
Lyaenk was thirteen when his father was murdered. He was devastated, doubly so when his sibling Fraelynn was carried away on Search not long after. Suddenly it was just him and his mother, with the murderer already let back in the caves. So he hunkered down and waited, sure any day Fraelynn was going to come back and save them on the back of a giant dragon. They never did.
The next two turns were hard on them. They were allowed to stay, but unable to defend themselves overly well, were pushed out towards near the edge by the more forceful of the holdless. They had food and clothes stolen, occasionally on the end of a fist. One day, Lyaenk decided he had had enough. He was going to find them a protector. A great protector. A wher. So he left, promising his mother that he WOULD come back. She begged him not to go, warned him he would die, but he was determined. He was going to do what Lynn and Fraenkie and Fraelynn hadn't. He was going to make them safe.
His initial plan was to find a wild wher and blood them by force, but as he didn't exactly know where wild whers lived, it devolved into sevendays on end of wandering and waiting. And then he heard a rumor that at Fort Hold, the Lord Holder was giving away seven wher eggs. For free. And Lyaenk came up with a better plan. He would go to the Gather, posing as a member of one of the bigger holds or trading caravans, lie about whatever he need to, and get an egg that way. It sounded a lot easier than forcing his blood down a wild wher's throat.
UPDATES
- Fall, 2765- Ly'nk's adopted brother Fraenkie finds him and brings him to the weyr against his will, where he becomes a candidate.
- Fall, 2766- Ly'nk Impresses garnet Sakuyath, who he adores.