Character type: Dragonrider
Appearance: Stading around 5'9" Al is middling height, and no longer growing. He been 5'9" for some turns now and it's a fact that annoys the hell out of him - even if his stature is an asset on board a ship. What would be a shock of unruly chestnut-brown curls if his hair was ever allowed to grow has always been cut savagely close in a seaman's crop, which tends to make the actual colour a little difficult to tell. Kept as short as it is his hair ends up feeling rather more like velvet if a hand is ever run over it - something he's found the girls love. Less enticing is the rather boring grey colour of his eyes. They might just be called blue around his pupils... but other than that the overall tone is that of a pre-storm sky; grey, and boring. Turns on board ships have given him muscles to speare, and he likes to show them off by wearing sleevelss shirts wherever possible. He's also got quite the crop of tatoos going, a dolphin on his left bicep, a dragon artfully curling around his right forearm and a pouncing feline on his right shoulderblade. He's been contemplating getting more, but hasn't found anything he likes yet.
Personality: Al'gan is arrogant, there is no other way of looking at it. A person - any person - has to actualy *earn* his respect. No one, not even the Weyrleader, will be granted it automaticaly. That's not to say he's self-centered mind, he merely has a very deeply ingrained sense of his own self worth. It seems he was born with it, and that he'll die with it. Because if working his way up from the lowest ranking aboard ship didn't knock it out of him nothing will. He's got a quick mind too, which doesn't help the arrogance. He picks things up very fast, remembers 99% of his lessons from the first time someone goes through them, and he makes connections between things that would be missed by all but the most astute. As a result he looks on every one he meets as thicker than he is. The fact that they usualy are isn't the point, no one likes to be treated as stupid. It's made him unpopular at times - with his superiors as well as his peers. He compounds the problem by using his strength, muscles mass, and over loud voice to make people pay attention to him. He *knows* he's right, and if other people won't see that and tow the line then he figures he'll just make them. He's never yet tried to bully his superiors... but then on board a ship they were all bigger than him anyway. There's no telling what would happen if he came across someone outranking him that he thought he *could* bully. The funny thing is he doesn't regard himself as a natural leader; he's got precious little imagination, and can only work with the tried, the tested, and the logical. He knows he'll never inspre people to follow him - but in his head he has a shining picture of somebody who could. Somebody bright, and noble, and intelligent, somebody people look up to willingly. He knows that will never be him... but he hopes to find that man because he thinks he'd be a damn good second in command. It's because of this that Tonith's colour doesn't bother him. If he'd been meant to lead he'd have Impressed bronze, and he didn't. But there's no reason he and his blue can't be Wingseconds... though the Wingleader would have to impress him before he even considered the position!
History: His father was a sailor... and that's about as much as Al'gan knows. He was born in Tillek to a young Kitchen Worker named Allana, and though no one ever blamed him for it by the time he was 6 he knew that he was his mother's shame. It didn't take the bright young lad long to piece together the story from muttered comments by other people. His mother had only been a young girl, obviously she'd been seduced by a dashing sailor, who had swept her off her feet (quite literealy) only to disappear the next morning. And he was the result. It put the idea of women as weak into his young, impressionable mine. Certainly *he* didn't think he'd be taken in that easily.
Information about Al'gan's dragon
Dragon Name: Tonith
Wing (Weyrling Group): Unforgettables (Adoptables Wing)
Appearance: Even at this young age it's plain to see that Tonith has *muscles*. Babies shouldn't have muscles, but then Egg's shouldn't really have been scary and Tonith did hatch from a scary one. His muscles seem to ripple every time he moves, so it's only when he's still that one can see that darker bars that come down from his spine are actualy part of his hide colouring, and not merely muscle. Most of his hide is a fairly vibrant blue, but somehow the darkers bars seem to help him blend into the sky a little more. While it's not immediately obvious how big he'll grow the size of his feet certainly suggest he'll be a biggie!
Personality: Dragons are revered. They're wonderful, beautiful, the saviours of Pern. But when you get right down to it, they're also large predators, and dragons like Tonith make it easy to remember that. Tonith is focused on the need to survive, to learn to hunt and to fight Thread. It's no game to him, nor even a matter of gaining rank. It's a matter of *survival*, and that's always uppermost in his mind. He's yet to learn gentleness - snapping during play just seems natural, and it doesn't really worry him if someone get's hurt. At least as long as that someone isn't Al'gan. He's also got a tendancy to hunt any small, unwary creatures that enter the barracks. And he's not in the least bit resmorseful about that either.
Weyr of Origin: Arolos
Abilites and weaknesses: Above all Tonith is - or will be - a hunter. He'll make it look almost like an art-form by the time he's done training, and as long as he's around no one he cares for will go hungry. His constant pushing to be the fastest, fittest, and best means that Tonith will be one of those rare blues that can last a full fall: a fact he'll be proud of!
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