Chaneil [WIP]

[Fel]

CHANEIL
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BASICS
NAME: Chaneil
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/Him/His
ORIENTATION: No. (Panromantic asexual.)

BIRTHDATE: (Season and Turn)
AGE: 17 as of Late Summer 2776
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: Candidate
WING: N/A

APPEARANCE
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EXPY SOURCE: N/A
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PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Chaneil is a dour, down-in-the-dumps sort of fellow who seems to think that every moment that someone appears to spend happy is in fact a moment spent lying. It can't possibly be the case that everyone isn't just as perpetually gloomy as he is, they all have to be making it up. He's a pessimist at heart, assuming that everything that can go wrong will go wrong. He doesn't waste time worrying about it, and isn't really anxious, he just always expects the worst of everything and everyone.

Chaneil's favorite word in his vocabulary is "no". No, he doesn't want to help. No, he doesn't really care about you (or anyone, himself included)--but at least he doesn't really dislike anyone either. No, he doesn't really want to be a rider but that one at least he can't admit to; after all, at least riders don't have to learn a craft. He's a little ashamed of his total lack of coordination when it comes to fine details, or even penmanship that doesn't look like a fire lizard trod in the wet ink. He can tend to give up very quickly on tasks that don't immediately go well, since if he doesn't succeed the first time... well, clearly he can't do it, why waste his time trying?

For someone who doesn't particularly care about people, he's actually pretty outgoing. He's perfectly content to tell everyone else just how wrong he thinks things are going to go.

HISTORY
FAMILY:
Mother, Raichan of Green Crishtoth
Father, Drassail of Blue Ascoeth
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None
BIRTHPLACE: High Reaches Weyr
HISTORY:
Born the son of two riders who didn't have a whole lot of time for him, Chaneil never really *knew* his parents. He knew of them of course, but they never really factored into his life. That was fine. He didn't really care. He had the creche caretakers after all.

Weyrbrat, rider parents
Really, really sucks at arts and crafts (bad fine motor skills), assumes he can never be a Crafter. (Undecided on whether he actually has a coordination issue or just gave up quickly, probably a mix of the two--or maybe farsighted?).
Decides to be a rider like his parents because it's less boring than being a drudge, even if he'll probably die young like so many riders do.