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Name:
Murtur
M'tur

Rank:
Candidate

Age:
18 turns

Gender:
Male

Sexual Preference:
Heterosexual

Wing:
N/A

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Appearance:
Murtur is around six feet tall. His eyes are a caramel color. He has perfect vision which helps him with his bow as he can see farther than some. His hair is a light brown color, and it also falls down to a little above the top of his shoulder blades. Depending on how he feels that day Murtur will have it either down or in a short ponytail. He has a medium build. You can sort of see the muscles in his arms but it becomes easier to see once he flexes. He always has a look of determination on. When he smiles it's usually towards a girl and it's usually his half smile.

Murtur wears an assortment if things that range from multiple types of shirts and colors. He usually wears a sleeveless shirt of a light color like white or a light tan. When the weather is colder he tends to wear darker colors with long sleeves. His pants tend to match the same color of the shirt he is wearing at the moment. Murtur wears his gloves every now and then. These as well follow suit with the same color as his clothes. As for his foot wear he usually wears lightish brown boots.

Personality:
Murtur is a calm boy who does have his moments when he just lets go. He usually is the first to start a conversation. He is what some people would call a skirt chaser. He is usually seen trying to swoon some girl when he isn't helping his dad or practicing with his weapons. Murtur tends to have more female friends then male friends as he usually spends more time talking to girls as he is always trying to grab their attention. When he likes somebody Murtur is the least bit shy and lets the person know he likes her. Murtur is not one to be called dumb as he is rather good when it comes to coming up with a strategy or anything mathematical. When it comes to reading though he is not as great.

His hobbies are helping his dad with his smithing, training with his weapons, and hanging out with friends. Murtur enjoys helping his dad as he gets to learn a new skill as well as he gets access to the weapons his father creates for the war. When he doesn't need to do that Murtur half the time is found training with a sword which he has easy access to or with a compound bow which he enjoys. Spliting his training in half Murtur will usually use the bow one day and then switch to the sword the next unless there is something he wants to try out. The other half of his free time is spent hanging out with a fiends and meeting new people, mostly girls. While hanging out with his friends Murtur usually takes charge when they are indescisive.

Murtur feels that the war is just an excuse the North has to attack the south as he had been brought up like this with his parents. He feels the north shouldn't be mad that the south stole their eggs since the north had stolen some from the south. The way he sees it is that that is equivlant exchange. This is one of the reasons he enjoys helping his dad as a smith as he can help the south witht he war. Murtur personally would like to get more involved with the war which is why he trains as much as he does with his bow and sword. He thinks that the southern riders do a great job and it would be great to join their ranks as he dreams about being one of them up there fighting for their south.

History:
Happy together Murtur's parents decided to marry. Not too long after this happened Murtur was conceived. When born, the love both of Murtur's had for eachother grew for eachother as they also loved their child. Murtur having been the first born got everything his parents thought he needed so they were prepared for any more children they wished to have. By the time young Murtur was about one turn his mom was once again pregnant. This time though she gave birth to a baby girl, his sister Arya. Murtur and Arya were brought up always together so as they played and rew together so did their love for eachother.

Once Murtur was about six turns, his dad, Vrael, began showing Murtur what he did for a living. Vrael never let his touch this stuff at this age for he was worried Murtur would hurt himself trying to help out. While his dad was not teaching him some of the basics for his job, Murtur was put outside to play and usually along with his sister. The one game they always played with all the other kids was where they were southern dragon riders and they had to fight southern dragon riders. Arya would usually play as the golden dragon rider as she usually was the only girl around. Whenever Murtur and Arya were put inside if they were not together they were seperated by their parents sp they could learn the trade of their family member.

When Murtur turned ten turns, he really began paying attention to the girls around his house. He quickly became enthralled with girls. Not all attracted him for he set himself with high standards but there was always one that he could not stop thinking of. By they time Murtur was fifteen turns he began to recieve much more attention from the females as he quickly began 'growing up'. Although he was always with girls when outside, Murtur still needed to practice his smithing skills with his father as well as practicing with his beloved sword and bow that he began using around the age of eleven. Now at eighteen turns, Murtur has learned to balance his time as he learns his dad's trade, practices his weapons, and spends time with his friends (usually female).



-Parents:
- Vrael ( Father ) / 39 / Journeyman Smith-

- Katrina ( Mother ) / 37 / Healer, Mother of two, and Wife -

-Siblings:
- Arya ( Sister ) / 17 / Apprentice Healer -

-Firelizards:
- Blue Flitt / Azure -

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Status: Approved --Sai
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Name: Beyral
B'ral
Rank: Candidate
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
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Appearance: Beyral has a medium build to himself which he has acquired from the training he puts himself through. He stands at 5 foot 11 inches. Weighing roughly about 153 pounds. His muscles don't show too much but when he flexes they are very noticeable. His legs follow suit to his arms which allow for Beyral's footwork. His body also is fined tuned as he has a clear six pack which he make sure he keeps because this is how he tells if he is in shape or not. Beyral is of a light skin tone. His hair is a silver color and it is not that long except for some of it which he lets hang down a little passed his shoulders near his ears. His hair that hangs down in front of his face falls down to about halfway of his eyes. Beyral has two different colored eyes. His left eye is lightish blue while his right eye is a lightish green. Beyral hardly ever smiles as his face is almost always serious.

Beyral's clothing consists of what allows him to move freely. As to not disadvantage himself in a fight. Beyral usually wears a tight, but not too tight as to constrict his movements, long sleeve black shirt with a blue loose fitting shirt over it. He wears black pants held at his waist with bark brown belt. He wears a black glove that covers his whole hand on the right; while the left hand is covered with a glove that is cut off at the beginning of his fingers. He has a piercing in both of his ears and he wears a necklace which he tends to hardly ever take off. His sword can be seen hanging from the left side of his hip while his bow and quiver can be found on his back.


Personality: Beyral usually comes off as rude to most people as he thinks himself all high and mighty. The only people he truly shows respect to other than his parents are riders and females for who knows if they will be a gold rider eventually. Beyral gets all of his mannerisms from his father, who just like Beyral respects no one unless they are higher ranked then himself. When it comes to "lesser" people, Beyral is quick to speak back whether it be an insult or not but when it comes to someone who is of higher rank, he is quick to watch his tongue as to not get himself into trouble. With this demeanor Beyral usually finds himself leading in whatever he is doing as he refuses to be a follower to anyone "lesser" than himself.

One of the most favored traits that Beyral picked up from his father though is that he never backs down from a challenge no matter how small. Even if the odds are against him, Beyral keeps trying. Though it's not always a good thing that he does this though as Beyral then ends up getting very competitive and possibly injuring himself in the process. Beyral is very slow when it comes to trusting people because he has no reason to trust them in the first place. Once they gain his respect though, Beyral trusts the persons thoughts/actions quicker than he normally would. Beyral dislikes those who take life as a game as he has grown up learning to be serious and take nothing as a joke.

Beyral also awaits his time on the sands so he can join the long lasting fight with the North in the sky. Beyral looks up to his father as a role model as well as his brother and can only hope that he will impress as they did once the time comes. Beyral sees this as a challenge to show no weakness in order for him to impress the strong, and he is dedicated to doing this even if it means seeming ruder than he already is. Showing that Beyral is dedicated to what he has already planed for his future as long as everything goes his way like it usually does.


History: Since he was rather young, Beyral always had someone in his family telling him how he was supposed to do something. What was right. What was wrong. He never really had a choice as all his thoughts were pretty much pounded into his head, and by the age of five he already had his own "destiny" planned out. He wanted to match his father's supposed greatnes. Beyral would always watch as his dad oiled his dragon, fed his dragon, practiced with his dragon and this only made Beyral more sure of what he wanted to do once he became older.

By the time he had reached ten years old Beyral had it stuck in his head that the only people better than him were those with dragons. and the only people that deserved his respect was those with dragons and females for who knew who would be he next queen. This of course he learned from the man he most looked up to his dad. His mother at this age in Beyral's life tried to get him to respect everyone, but in Beyral's eyes only the words spoken from his dad could possily be true.

As Beyral and his siblings grew older, his two siblings began to prepare for their future jobs. His older brother would try and follow in their dad's footsteps and become a rider while Beyral's sister would incorporate her future job with their mother's so while mom sang the daughter would dance. While his family seemed to seperate into two groups Beyral picked the obvious choice which would lead him to become increasingly more like his father and brother.

When Beyral was thirteen turns his brother D'ras stood at the sands and got himself a dragon. Though he didn't do as well as their father, D'ras returned with a brown. Beyral being the weyr brat that he is became used to seeing all these dragons daily which only fueled his will to ride a bronze like his dad. During the night he would dream of leading a platoon of dragons into battle with the North. He constantly had this dream and consantly it eneded the same, with him on top.

Now Beyral is nineteen and Isiloth has laid her clutch. Now it's time for Beyral to stand at the sands and their is no doubt in his mind that he will impress a bronze. The only thing standing in his way now is that he is yet to be searched. As far as Beyral is concerned he already considers himself searched for it's his supposed "destiny".

-Parents: Father: R'der/46/Bronze Rider
Mother: Selina/43/ Singer
-Siblings: Brother: D'ras/24/Brown Rider
Sister: Ayame/22/ Dancer
-Firelizards: Russet
-Color: Bronze
-Appearance: Only being a baby at the moment Russet is not all that big. Though he is small, he is sure something to look at. He is of a light bronze color that just shines the room as soon as he steps into the light. Something that causes Russet trouble though is that his wings are too big for his body, so hopefully he will be able to grow into them.
-Personality: Russet is a rather calm flitt. The only time he becomes truly hyper is right after he eats though Beyral's family is currently trying to work on that little 'issue' as they call it. Russet can be found in many of places from flying around Beyral to sitting on Beyral's shoulder to walking next to Beyral. Russet spends a majority of his time with Beyral; which is usually used to train Russet when Beyral isn't busy with other matters. Russet is not at all shy, and when he has his moments that he is not calm or Beyral can't control him (which happens rather often at the moment), Russet will quickly jump at whatever caught his attention in order to figure out what it is.

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[stolenhart]

Neither his mother nor his sister can be dragonriders. Women don't Impress in the South and if they do they don't stay.

Where is his history?

[Edward]

Beyral is ready for checking now ^^