"My job here is done."
"But you didn't do anything."
-Sailor Moon
BASICS
NAME: Deir
GENDER: Cisgender male
PRONOUNS: he/him/his
ORIENTATION: Pansexual
BIRTHDATE: Spring 2750
AGE: 25 as of Summer 2775
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Weyrling
WING: N/A
APPEARANCE
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'7" and slender
PLAY-BY: Baydews picrew
FULL APPEARANCE: Deir is the definition of a "pretty boy." He is attractive, albeit in a feminine sort of way, with soft, rounded features, full lips, and long lashes. There are defined bags under his steely blue eyes, however, as though he hadn't slept in days. His skin tone is a light brown in color, with freckles splattered over the bridge of his nose. Deir's brown hair is a medium hue, a shaggy mess. He wears a few small, thin braids, as well. His sense of style can be kindly described as "unique" or "eclectic," but that's putting it generously. He likes flowers, feathers, jewelry, accessories, and so on...often without regarding whether they match or look good together. It's never too much, in his eyes, and it makes him feel good, so why shouldn't he over-accessorize?
Deir is not especially weak, but he certainly looks it. His strength, endurance, and other physical abilities are decidedly average, but he has a slender, frail-looking form. Despite this, and although below the average height for a cisgender Pernese man, one would not assume that Deir was anything below average from the way he holds himself. Between his shoulders back posture and his wide grin, this man practically exudes confidence.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Deir is not a smart man. He thinks he is, but he is not. Despite his use of fancy words, some of which used incorrectly, he is not as intelligent as he likes to try to appear. Sure, he has a regal way of speaking, but if you listen to the actual content, it often sounds a bit ditzy. He's very pretentious...but also very stupid. Despite being little more than a minor farmholder's second son, he has an inflated sense of self worth. Everyone adores him, everyone wants to be him, everyone's jealous of him. Clearly, he's just so great that everyone is focused on him, always. He's a smug man, and although not arrogant enough to be unapproachable, he's still very sure of himself and confident in himself. Because he's clearly so great, he's very set in his ways, believing that he knows best.
Despite thinking he's the best thing to grace Pern, Deir is a bit of an oddball. He has weird taste in just about everything - fashion, food, hobbies - and is generally a tad too self centered (because...it's all about him!). Although he has matured over the turns, he can be a little whiny on occasion, if he feels slighted, though he is less likely to take everything as a personal attack. He's also a coward. If things get too dangerous or scary, he'll run away, he'll cry, and so on...but no, he's brave, CLEARLY. It's one of the many things he brags about. To hear the man talk about himself is to hear about the most mighty man in the world. Even beyond exaggerated tales of his own virtues (which he firmly believes), he can be a bit dramatic, with theatrical displays.
If there's one good thing to say about Deir, it's that he seeks the truth, and seeks to share it. Of course, he does so in a stupid, bumbling way, and his truth is, naturally, subjective and often skewed. Still, he values honesty and open communication. He wants to make sure everyone is aware of everything, and doesn't really tell white lies. If honesty will get him in trouble in any way, he might chicken out and just leave an anonymous note. What counts as true can include correcting misperceptions, being helpful, informing someone that a friend is talking about them, telling the candidatemaster on his peers...and so on. Varying degrees of helpfulness. He likes puzzles and riddles, especially when they have one objective answer. Although he is not AS bad at them as one might assume, due to being such an airhead, he's still not GOOD at them.
He loves dragons and would like to be a dragonrider.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
-Father: Aorndeir
-Mother: Aurozzi
-Brother: Rozaorn (2748, +2 turns)
-Dragonrider Cousin (significantly older than Deir)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: (optional)
BIRTHPLACE: Minor Hold (Istan territory)
HISTORY: Aorndeir and Aurozzi were leaders of a minor hold, barely more than a cothold, under Istan territory. Their small hold was temperate, with a perfect climate for growing certain crops. It is at this humble farming hold that Deir's tale begins. It did not, however, begin in 2750, but in 2748, two turns before his birth. Deir's brother was born, the "heir" for his family's minor hold, and the small degree of status that it held. (Of course, it was a small farming hold, so that status involved manure and hard work, but Deir did not see it that way.) For his entire life, Deir felt like he was living in his older brother's shadow, though this wasn't necessarily the case. Deir was convinced that HE should be the rightful heir to this glorious estate, that his brother was given all of the love, that he was sorely neglected, and so on.
Of course, none of these things were accurate. Deir had a pleasant childhood, in which he was doted on just as much as his brother. In fact, he was very close to his mother, despite sulking like the petulant child he was whenever his brother got a modicum of attention from Aurozzi. Over the turns, Deir would grow out of this sulky way of being, but in his childhood, he was a moody child who demanded everything be about him. And if it wasn't about him, why, then he was a VICTIM of so many TRAGEDIES.
At 5, thread began to fall. Any excess vegetation was culled, and the utmost care was taken to protect the crops. Despite this, the family hold was not hit hard by any tragedies, be they plague or thread or war. These things were not personal to Deir. He would know of their existence, albeit vaguely, through an older cousin, a dragonrider who visited annually. From a young age, Deir admired dragons, though he'd only seen one in his life.
Although he was born "Rozzideir," his mother called him "Little Rozzi" and "Rozzling" throughout his life. When he was five, this was very cute. When he was fifteen, it became embarrassing. Around twelve, he insisted she not call him that anymore, associating even the name "Rozzi" with being babied. No, he would be Deir now. This was the name of an adult. Changing his name did not stop Aurozzi from babying him throughout his life, however. Surprisingly, Deir didn't mind hard work, but he didn't exactly seek it out either. He didn't much care for getting dirty, however, which was common in the hold.
In 2770, he was given a firelizard egg by his mother, which hatched Cody. He would protect her with his life, if it came down to it. Two turns later, Deir decided it was time to forge his own life, to leave to be on his own. He'd heard good things about the island of Semaca, the lush, tropical paradise, which was always seeking more weyrfolk. Bright eyed and bushy tailed, he bid his family farewell and traveled to Semaca Weyr, hitching a ride with his dragonrider cousin...where he was surprised at how different it was from his visions. Where was the luxury! Where was the easy life! Why were there spotties! Still, he supposed this was his home now, and he would make the best of it. His dragonrider cousin more or less left him to his own devices once they arrived, having transferred themselves, leaving Deir with no connections in the weyr.
After arriving, he realized something: dragons were even cooler than he'd thought. He hadn't seen any up close, beyond his older cousin's dragon, before moving to Semaca, and once he had...he became obsessed. By mid to late 2773, he decided he would get searched, no matter what it took...but it was a shame he had to wait for Dragon Day.
UPDATES
- Early Winter 2773 - Impresses to Rollieth
