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Elyron of Green Elyrosk

TW: Alcoholism

Elyron
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"This would never had stood if Golre was still around!"

BASICS

RETIRE INFO: Adopt
NAME: Elyron
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/him/his
ORIENTATION: Pansexual, with a preference for men and non-binary individuals, prefers people who are attractive in flashy and unusual ways

BIRTHDATE: Spring 2729
AGE: 38 as of Fall 2767
LOCATION: Fort Weyr
OCCUPATION: Wherhandler, journeyman weaver
WING: Dusk Squad

APPEARANCE
EYES: Blue-grey
HAIR: Dark brown, stick straight and very shiny, worn halfway down his back. Starting to show a bit of grey.
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6'2, limbs still very slender but starting to accumulate some fat around his midsection
PLAY-BY: Hugo Weaving
FULL APPEARANCE: Elyron cuts a fine figure on wherback. Slender and elegant, with regal features and long mahogany hair that gleams in the sunlight and smooth, alabaster skin, he looks like a figure out of an old Harper's ballad. When he dismounts, however, it is very clear he is just a man. His once flawless figure is now marred by a protruding belly, his glistening hair is turning silver at the roots and starting its retreat from his forehead, he walks with a pronounced limp and one of his legs is lumpy and misshapen in the way of a broken limb that never set quite right. His thin lips are frequently curled up in an unpleasant sneer and his eyes dart rapidly from side to side, as if he expects danger from every corner.

Elyron prefers fine clothes in rich fabrics and dark colors, elaborately embroidered with delicate patterns in gold and silver thread. Even his practical riding leathers are sumptuously decorated. He usually wears at least a bit of jewelry such as a silver chain or a gold pinky ring. It often seems the only thing ugly or simple he owns is his walking stick, a lumpy, knotted piece of wood he carries only when he believes himself in private. In front of others, he rides his wher as often as possible and walks stiffly when he has no choice but to dismount, trying to minimize his limp.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Bitter, proud, hedonistic and thoroughly self-absorbed, Elyron is a thoroughly broken man. He tries to fill the emptiness with the finest things marks buy. His clothes are still sumptuous and his food is still rich. He spends marks as soon as he makes them and rarely has more than a mark or two to his name. These days, however, most of those marks are spent on wine. Elyron has sunk deeper into his alcoholism over the turns and is sober only when Elyrosk insists.

Elyron is a traditionalist through and through. He believes deeply in the color hierarchy and resents the blues and greens that have the temerity to believe themselves in command. The new mutations disgust him, he considers female bronzeriders an abomination and he looks down on queens being chased by any color but bronze. He blames the new ways for everything that has gone wrong in his life and is openly hostile to anyone who defies his view of the world. Elyron still thinks of himself as a goldhandler, robbed of his rightful place by a world gone mad.

Elyron's feelings about his lost queen are complicated. She was the best thing about him and the only other being he ever truly loved and still, she left him. He hates her, he loves her, he resents her, he would do anything to have her back. Without her, he is broken in a way that can never be fixed. He still dreams of her most nights and wakes up grasping for her warmth, never to find it again. When he gets drunk enough, he can almost imagine she is there. Elyron doesn't have the same affection for Elyrosk he once had for Elysk, but is terrified to the point of paranoia that the green will leave him too and then he will truly be nothing, alone and worthless. Elyrosk is also the only thing keeping Elyron functioning as much as he does, even if Elyron will never admit it.

In a fall or fight, Elyron is brave bordering on suicidal. He is very much the hero in his own mind and is determined to find glory at any cost. And, quite frankly, he doesn't really care that much if he lives or dies. Somewhere deep down he'd never admit to, he knows his life is miserable and meaningless, that he's lost the only good thing he ever had. So he takes stupid risks, perfectly willing to go out in a blaze of glory if that's what fate wills.

Bitter, proud, hedonistic and thoroughly self-absorbed, Elyron cares about a grand total of two beings in this world: Elyron and Elysk. He enjoys the finer things in life, from rich food to fine clothes to a beautiful man on his arm and has little doubt that he deserves any trifle that catches his fancy. He horribly spoils both himself and his wher and as a result rarely has more than a mark or two to his name.

Few would be surprised to learn that Elyron is a product of Golre and Vizeth's High Reaches. He believes deeply in the color hierarchy and resents the blues and greens that have the temerity to believe themselves in command. The new mutations command little respect from him and he looks down on the practice of browns and mutants chasing queens and siring clutches. He resents being under the leadership of a mere brownhandler and very much misses the way things were before. It has been suggested more than once that he may be happier at a different weyr, but Elyron's family has lived in High Reaches come Fall or Fire for generations. He will not be leaving.

Elyron is not the sort to willingly show weakness. He despises pity of any sort and hates the fact that his strength and vigor have been permanently compromised. His leg still pains him most days and as a result he's taken drinking. While he's not far gone enough to risk being intoxicated in Fall or practice, he's rarely found without a skin of wine close at hand. When other handlers ask if he's okay or try to help, they're met by an angry order to leave him alone and worry about their own lives.

In a fall or fight, Elyron is brave bordering on suicidal. He is very much the hero in his own mind and is determined to find glory at any cost. And, quite frankly, he doesn't really care that much if he lives or dies. Somewhere deep down he'd never admit to, he knows his life is miserable and meaningless, that the only good thing remaining about him is Elysk, who would be better off with someone who could better adapt to this new world. So he takes stupid risks, perfectly willing to go out in a blaze of glory if that's what fate wills.

To those he considers equals and to inferiors who accept their place, Elyron can be polite, charming and magnanimous. He is happy to gossip or trade advice. Around those he considers "uppity", however, Elyron is distant and contemptuous, saying no more than he's required to. He is more than happy to put them in their place if he thinks he can get away with it, but unfortunately in this new High Reaches, reminding a greenhandler their place is wherever he says it is has consequences. And not every blue wherling with a bit of lip is worth being relegated to the back of the squad over.


HISTORY
FAMILY:
Father: A'ron of Bronze Cyldrith, deceased
Mother: Elyra of Green Mecydoth, 64, High Reaches Weyr
Brother: A'ra of Bronze Teracynth, 30, High Reaches Weyr
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
BIRTHPLACE: High Reaches Weyr
HISTORY:
Elyron was born to a long line of High Reaches riders. His father was a rider (a bronzerider, at that) as was his mother (a greenrider, who knew her place). He spent his childhood in the Creche, as most weyrbrats do. Elyron was an undistinguished child, not particularly bright or athletic or charismatic, but he knew he was destined for great things. He was a bronzerider's oldest son, after all.

Elyron can't remember a time before the war started. He spent his childhood surrounded by tales of triumphant victories and ignominious defeats, never knowing if today would be the day Fort riders crossed the edge of the weyrbowl and killed them all in their beds. From the time he was old enough to know anything, he knew his father was a great and brave bronze rider, who fought the bad dragons to protect them and that someday, he'd Impress a dragon of his own and do the same.

When he was six, his parents had a second child, another boy named Alevra. The two of them were rivals from the start, but they loved each other. And when their father died in battle, the weyr assured them he'd died nobly, that he wouldn't be forgotten. It took for five years for Elyron to realize they'd lied. It didn't matter what his father had done. Life moved on, more battles were fought, people forgot. That was just the way the world worked.

At age fifteen, Elyron began standing, as his parents and grandparents had done before him. He expected to Impress quickly and well and to begin fighting for his weyr without delay. Instead he was left standing, time and time again, not even the smallest of greens willing to glance his way. He watched as his brother Impressed, to a splendid bronze, at that, his very first time standing. One by one, Elyron's former friends followed. Until he aged out.

Elyron was devastated. What meaning did his life have if he could not be a rider? Sure, he'd had training in Weavercraft, but he didn't want to spend the rest of his life making clothes for other, more important people. And then his mother made a suggestion. Why not try for a wher? Sure, it wouldn't be as good as riding a dragon, couldn't be as good as riding a dragon, but it would be better than being a crafter, right? So Elyron presented himself to the wher handlers, started his training and quickly found a gold wher willing to give him one of her eggs (bronze-sired, of course. Nothing less would do). And when it hatched into a little queen of his own? Well, it was nothing less than what Elyron deserved. Finally, his life was returning to some semblance the way it ought to be.

And then the war ended, mere sevendays after Elyron bonded. His brother was welcomed back as a war hero and Elyron was just another wherling, his best chance of glory already gone. All that awaited him was the endless grind of fighting thread. From the ground. On a wher. But at least it was a gold wher.

The Pass began and Elyron assumed his place in his squad. But the peace was not to last. When High Reaches declared war on Fort, Elyron was one of the first to sign up. Finally, it would be his chance to defend his way of life and to come home a hero.

He threw himself into training with vigor and when High Reaches mounted an attack on Fort Weyr, Elyron was there, fighting with the other ground troops from Elysk's back. He fought well and bravely, even rescuing a bronze rider who'd been knocked to the ground from a greenhandler of unusual ferocity. He killed people, whers, the odd fire lizard even, but it was all for the good. For protecting Pern from the heresy of Fort.

When the battle was almost done, Elysk engaged in fighting with another wher and was knocked over, her full weight crashing down on Elyron's right leg. His head slammed into the ground and everything went black. He woke up to find himself in the Infirmary, back at High Reaches. The Healers told him the young whitehandler he'd been fighting hadn't been able to kill him while he lay helpless and had put him back on Elysk's back and led them out of the fighting to safety. They also told him they had lost and that the weyr had surrendered. Elyron was ashamed.

It was a long, slow recovery and Elyron would never walk right again. But it would have been worth it, had he emerged to the sort of adulation his brother had received. Instead, by the time he was able to reengage with society, everything had changed. No celebration awaited him, just an overnight erosion of the prestige of all metallics and a weyr eager to make peace with their former enemies.

For the first time in his life, Elyron considered leaving his home. He could go to Benden or Igen, somewhere the old traditions still held sway. But he was Reaches bred to his bone. He stayed, hoping in time the weyr would return to what it had been.

And then a brown caught Elysk on one of her runs. Elyron was horrified. How could his wher choose such a lesser creature for a mate? They might have lost everything, but she was still a gold. He had never wished for a second wher before, because how could any be more perfect than Elysk, but for his gold's sake, he would do it. He would accept a bronze and ensure was never left to a lacking male again. She was all he had left. And for her, he would do anything.

UPDATES
  • Early Autumn, 2765- Elyron, to his great regret, Impresses green Elyrosk.
  • Winter, 2766- Elysk and Zereask care for two orphaned eggs, before laying a clutch of their own.
  • Early Spring, 2766- Elyron is (somehow) elected Jr. Wherleader. Elysk lays a clutch of three eggs all of which successfully bond.
  • Late Fall, 2768- Elysk, who helps her squadmates out of the burrow they got themselves into, is scored on her forelegs and snout (Major). Elyrosk tells her this is why she shouldn't help anyone but their family.
  • Summer, 2769- Elysk is caught by a green and lays two eggs. Her and Elyron's relationship begins to fracture.
  • Spring, 2770- Elyron decides to transfer to Fort. Elysk refuses to go with him and breaks their bond.
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ELYROSK
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Can't reach. Elyron feed or Elyrosk ask Elysk to chew it up and spit in mouth. Like baby bird.

BASICS

NAME: Elyrosk
BIRTHDATE Early Autumn 2765
AGE: 2 as of Fall 2767


CLUTCHING

CLUTCHING: NO
RUNS/FLIGHTS: 0

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: 13 feet
HEIGHT: 5 feet
COLOR: Green
HEX CODE: #0EA303
FULL APPEARANCE:
Plump, curving, and vibrant green, at a glance Elyrosk gives off the appearance of being a soft and motherly sort of wher at first glance. Of course, that's at first glance. While Elyrosk is certainly capable of playing the pudgy friend, he is powerful, swift, and dangerous. That vivid green is perhaps a lot closer to venom than it is to spring grass, and the lines that cross his body from toetip to toetip and which outline his mouth and eyes are rather more like thorny vines or barbed wire than they are the stitching of some stuffed pet. Elyrosk moves with surprising speed and precision, and unlike most whers, he is comfortable and capable with using his wings as weapons, often buffeting people with them or snapping them out to whack people in joints or soft spots when he's particularly ticked.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Elyrosk is no fool to be messed with. A sweet talker who has an amazing talent for getting what he wants, he is manipulative and sly. He's big, he's bold, and he thinks he knows best, with a lot of sass in there as well. He has the penchant for snide comments and snarky motives, and does not care to hold his tongue. He's not gracious, but he is clever, and is excellent at thinking on his feet, which gives him an edge. He'll be effective in sneaky combat, but faced with a problem head on, he'll try to find a way to sneak or speak his way out of it first.

He loves games of chance, and is willing to risk a lot on them. He doesn't tend to play very fair - in anything he does. He wants a thing? He'll smooth talk you into giving it to him. That doesn't work? He'll find way to threaten you, or at least attempt to. He's not particularly bad, he just wants what he wants, and he'll do what he can to get it. His rider will have to exert a lot of force over him initially, but they can find a natural balance with some effort on both sides. If they can manage this, then they will be neigh unstoppable working together to achieve whatever goals they set their minds to.

Elyrosk doesn't have any love or respect for Elyron. He seems him alternatively as a tool, an amusement and an annoyance. He stays with the man because he is easily manipulated and sometimes entertaining. Elyrosk doesn't need a handler's love. He has his own plans and his own schemes and often finds Elyron a convenient puppet. He is the only one who can manage Elyron most days and can usually get him to sober up when he needs to and to mouth the words Elyrosk feeds him. Elyrosk considers himself the undisputed leader of his pack. Now that Elysk is gone, he has fewer moments of warmth and care for...well...just about anyone. Which is fine by him. He has so many plans and now is the time for focus.

VOICE: He has a smooth and sly voice, as if attempting to sweet talk to get what he wants, with a penchant for yelling when he's upset.

Why me?: Good luck, buddy.
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GOLIATH
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BASICS

NAME: Goliath
BIRTHDATE Summer 2765
AGE: 2 as of Fall 2767


APPEARANCE
COLOR: Blue
FULL APPEARANCE:
Goliath is a mottled blue, his hide rippling with shades from periwinkle to teal to navy. He is lean and delicate and would be quite an attractive fire lizard were it not for his expression. His face perpetually sports a snarl and he is usually hissing and snapping at something. He flies quickly and efficiently, rarely performing anything that could be described as a trick or whimsy.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Who knew they made fire lizards this unpleasant? Goliath is a vicious beast who dislikes positively everyone with one exception. His family. He follows Elyron often, watching him and lashing out at anyone who threatens or irritates him. And Reverie? Goliath adores Reverie, who may never learn to hunt for herself, so determined is he to keep her fed. If anyone tries to hurt them, Goliath will react with shocking violence. He considers himself flock leader and will do anything to keep his flock safe.

Goliath, unlike the rest of his adopted fair, doesn't miss Elysk. He barely seems to notice the gold is gone and continues on as he always has, comforting Reverie when she's sad and biting anyone Elyron finds annoying.
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REVERIE
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BASICS

NAME: Reverie
BIRTHDATE Early Fall 2765
AGE: 2 as of Fall 2767

APPEARANCE
COLOR: White
FULL APPEARANCE: Lovely and ethereal, Reverie looks like a creature from a dream. Her radiant hide is nearly pure white, decorated with dramatic silver markings. She is small, even for a white, and moves gracefully.

PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Where Goliath is harsh, Reverie is soft. There is no violence or viciousness in this firelizard's heart and she'll gladly offer anything she has to those who are needier than her. She is close to her small family and doesn't like going far from them, as if she is afraid of being left behind. She has sympathy for those bullied and outcast and will offer them what meager reassurance she can. Reverie an exceptionally poor hunter, as from an early age both Elysk and Goliath stuffed her with food instead of letting her catch her own.

Reverie remembers. She remembers a gold wher who used to bring her food, who was the heart of her squad and warmed their all with her kindness. She knows the gold is gone, although she doesn't fully understand why or where and misses her often, in a wistful sort of way. She will cuddle with any gold, regardless of species, who will allow it, although it is never the same as it was.
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Corleon of Blue Corleosk and White Corlesk
Candidatemaster Naxen of Blue Anitoth
Point Rigel of Blue Cygneth
Ya'ra of Blue Dymrith
Ariel of Green Kshatriyath
Rhea of Green Rheask
Captain Vella of Green Vellask and Magma Vesk
V'rell of Green Peridoth
Wyatt of Green Emilith
Laera of White Tarth
Kowal of White Kowalsk
R'tan of White Mazath
Steward Molly
Candidate Pasca
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