Vaz's Northern Charater(s)

[Vaz]

Accepted
Wingsecond Y'lov, rider of Brown Drayioth

Pending


Deceased

[shouriko]

Status: Accepted

Secret Word: If it ain't broke, don't fix it

Name: Y'lov (Ee-la-v) Formerly Yysudlov Davisk (Ee-sod-lav Da-v-isk)
Rank: Wingsecond (If open)
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Continent: Northern

Appearance: Y'lov is a tall man reaching about 6' 1". He is broad without being buff. His eyes are a deep set amber color, and his hair is a dusky blonde. He keeps his hair in a close crew cut style with no sideburns. His skin is a light olive color.

Y'lov usually wears a brown leather, practical riding jacket with a collar that comes up mid-throat. His pants are made of the same material as his jacket in order to prevent chaffing while riding dragon back. The boots he wears were custom made for him by a master cobbler. They are a sleek black color and require no laces. Y'lov undershirts, which are occasionally visible during the warmer seasons, are plain white undershirts with laces at the throat and chest.

Personality: Y'lov is very gruff. He doesn't speak much, and when he does, he speaks with a dry wit. He is very silent and prefers to watch what is going on rather than forcefully enter his way into a situation. Occasionally, if something interest him enough, Y'lov can become engaged in a particular affair. It takes a lot to interest him.

If you manage to earn Y'lov trust and friendship, Y'lov can be a very generous person. His silence makes him an excellent listener and attentive audience. He is also very wise for his age, and likes to give out advice to those who seek him out on their own accord. Y'lov will also go out of his way to aid someone he has come to respect. He has a strong sense of responsibility.

The fighting style of Y'lov is very forceful. He never backs down even after giving a retreat command to his underlings. He is very protective and considers his life to be more expendable than his followers. He practically lives by the code, "A leader is only what their subordinates make them." His underlings are not the only people he is protective of. If he sees someone that he likes that is in a dangerous situation, he'll try to place his body between their's and the threats.

History: Yysudlov was born to a dragon riding father. His father was a proud man who believed in the total eradication of 'those good for nothing Southern scum.' His father's dragon was a Bronze and his father always said that if Yysudlov didn't Impress a Bronze, than he would be seen as trash in his father's eyes. His father never got to see Yysudlov Impress, which would later be a blessing, due to his death during one of the many skirmishes between riders of the North and South. The man had been trying to pull of a stunt that was stupid on the best of days during a strong sea wind and failed, ending up dashed against the rocks rather than the rider he had been aiming for.

Yysudlov's mother was a petite woman who was raised in Northern Weyr after her fisher parent's unfortunate demise during raging sea storm. She was the parent who would cuddle and love Yysudlov when his father would come home drunk and violent. Yysudlov learned all his schooling from his mother, and he worked hard to make her happy. Yysudlov was devastated to learn of his mother's suicide after his father's death. In fact it was his mother's willingness to give up on the world that made Y'lov so gruff and bitter to those he didn't know.

As the years went by after his parents' deaths. Yysudlov would often switch between wanting to be a dragon rider and wanting to simply end it all. Eventually, the desire to be bonded to a dragon won out, and Yysudlov was Searched to stand on the sands. Yysudlov only had to stand one Hatching before Impressing his Brown. Y'lov lives as he wishes and has chosen not to live the life that his father wished for him.


-Parents: Father - Ha'ix (Ha-ix) - 48 when diseased - Wingleader
Mother - Sandressu (San-dress-eew) Davisk - 29 when diseased - cook
-Siblings: Diseased, stillborn

-Firelizards: None
-Color: N/A
-Appearance: N/A
-Personality: N/A

V.I.D.
Name: Drayioth (Dray-yoth)
Color: Brown
Age: Six
Appearance: Drayioth is thirty-four feet long with a dusky brown hide. There are very little distinguishing markings on the large Brown. The only break in the monotony of his hide are his significantly darker wing membranes.
Personality: Drayioth is very patient and calmly asses each situation. He and his rider work in tangent when it comes to fighting scenarios. While Y'lov is as gruff as sandpaper, Drayioth is as smooth as silk. His words would sound patronizing if it weren't for the gentleness in which they are presented. Drayioth loves Y'lov very much and is willing to do almost anything for him.
History: When Drayioth hatched, his eyes immediately locked onto Yysudlov. For Drayioth, there was no possible other. The Brown had been almost violent, slashing and snarling at all those who came near him, as he made his way to the tall boy on the other side of the Sands. When he finally made it, Drayioth announced his name to his Beloved and was overjoyed at His's reaction of wonder and acceptance. Their life together wasn't perfect though. They began their brutally long and difficult weyrling lessons with all the others who had Impressed. They graduated second in their class.

Drayioth and Y'lov were initially used as a wingmember of a long distance scouting party, but they proved themselves to be more and more efficient. Because of their excellent progress, they rose through the ranks quickly. In a span of four years, from Drayioth hatching at Yysudlov's age of seventeen turns to Y'lov twenty-first turn, they had become a full blown wingsecond. They were offered a chance to advance further in rank, to a Weyrling Master in training, but graciously declined. They are rather content with their position as is.

Other: Hex code #98633A