V'guel, Green Weyrling

NAME: Vahguel
RANK: weyrling
AGE: 19 turns
GENDER: male
ORIENTATION: stabbity-stabbity pansexual
DRAGON: Green Nath x
PETS: n/a

vicious, self-centered, chaotic, hateful, sharp, sly, clever, self-loathing, volatile, crude, playful, escapist, vengeful, highly sexual, obsessive, holds grudges, expert play-actor

APPEARANCE: Pretty boy! Vahguel looks like his mother, with her soft reddish brown curly hair, and almost vacant expression that, in his case, belies the sharpness beneath. He's about 5'7" in height. Vahguel has never been above playing up his looks, his most successful tactic as a drudge was to make sure he was constantly overlooked and underestimated as the 'pretty bedwarmer' boy. Jays knows how many scrapes he avoided on that alone, or further, how many things he got away with because it couldn't have been that dull drudge that stole away a few marks left on the table...

Only works as long as you don't know him, or as long as Vahguel can keep wise and not let his infamous temper flair up to blow the whole thing. Which has happened many times at his hold. There are marks on his back still from where he’s been lashed, some brighter and newer, some fading away.

A bit of a magpie, Vahguel has a love for rich things, particularly shiny difficult-to-afford things. Perhaps this is a side-effect of loathing his father and longing for everything his father had, for the man certainly wore a heck of a lot of jewelry. He doesn't wear a lot of fancy things because he's a sharding drudge and can't afford it, but let it be known, if he had a choice in the matter...

PERSONALITY FAULTS:
Vahguel is bad news. As much as they’d both like to ignore it, Vahguel doesn’t take after his sweet, good-tempered mother, but his moody, ill-tempered, heavy-handed father. Occasionally his hot temper gets the better of him, and he’s gotten in trouble before for metaphorically (and physically…) attacking someone he thought got too uppity with him. Also, Vahguel has a tendency to push things, play with people, see how far he can go/get his way. Even with those he likes, which is rare enough, it is common to see that Vahguel plays games with them when he can, insults and belittles often, and is just generally not a great friend.

Usually. Vah's never going to be a "great" friend but there are people out there that, if he respects them, he would do a lot of awful things for without care for moral implications.

PERSONALITY STRENGTHS:
He's smart, in a sly way. He goes for what he wants in life. For instance, Vahguel has an unyielding appetite for freedom. More than power, lust, or love, freedom controls his every thought and breath. It doesn’t matter at what price; he simply wants to be his own man, free from the responsibilities of taking care of other people or things. Call him whatever else you want, Vahguel is devoted to what he wants and he knows how to get it. He knows how to keep his tongue in his head, he knows how to flatter, exalt and otherwise brown-nose those dimglows above him. Don’t mean he likes it! Vahguel has a softer side... really. Its for his mom, who he adores. He is quite protective of her, and has worked hard over the turns and done some pretty cringe-worthy things to keep her safe and happy. This shows some growth potential, but don't hold your breath over it.

FAMILY:
Mother Valianna
Father “unknown” but worst kept secret; the Lord Holder of a small wine-focused hold not too far away from Mavros
Siblings too many to count, of note, a baby boy of the Lord and Lady Holder, his half-brother Stephin

HISTORY:
The son of a holder drudge whose main job was ‘relieving’ the Lord Holder and others of their ‘stress’, and said Lord Holder who never acknowledged him, Vahguel grew up knowing the whole of Pern was against him and that he had been denied being brought up in comfort, love, or power—but he wasn’t just going to sit passively by and take it, thank you.

If you don’t know much about drudge life, know this, it isn’t pleasant regardless of what kind of hold you are in, and most of the children take care of themselves, by themselves. Vahguel certainly did. And his mother actually liked him well enough to keep tabs. That's not common.

He was without ambition, but Vahguel knew he didn't want to be a drudge forever. He, unfortunately, did not hold any talent for crafting. On the other hand, he was quite successful at management, but with no true bloodline holding was out of the picture for him and Vahguel couldn't stand the idea of working for someone else.

Actually, he was about to leave and see if he could find a trader's caravan when he was Searched. Always the opportunist, Vahguel went along with it.

There is no joy in the military style of the weyrs for him, though already being Searched from the hold gave whet his appetite. Vahguel already is disturbed by the system he sees and is torn on if he wishes to even Impress or not. Sure, so he’s freed from being a drudge the rest of his days, but to be soul-bonded to a creature that will force him to fight threadfall to save some plump lord holder’s butt (like his fathers) just doesn’t appeal to him.

Though he has no ambition for rank and can’t see himself on a bronze, Vahguel is disturbed that if he were to Impress something like a green, he would be forced to obey other people—like he has all his life. This is not what he wants. But he doesn’t want to be in command either. He’s gonna be thinking about running for it until right up to and including his stand on the sands…

His first standing resulted in complete disaster--he arrived there via dragonteeth as the bronze of a rider he'd ticked off lifted him up in the unusual fashion of using his mouth. Then Vah was knocked over and elbowed in the face, which set his temper off, and sent him to strangle the offender.

Needless to say, he did not Impress in that clutch. What he did, however, was spend the remaining time groveling and scraping to gain back some trust enough to stand again. For what he had seen was the protection offered by merely Impressing a dragon, a protection he most certainly felt was his by right, granting him position he could but dream of as a drudge boy and pillowcrafter -- something which would solve all his woes.

No, he would Impress Bronze this time around. He would gain that measure of success and no-one would control him, but it would be the opposite around.

Green Nath stepped out of her shell and, after a tussle with an appallingly bright-colored sister, turned her attentions towards the male side of the candidates. She found the mind she'd touched as an egg, and chose Vahguel, despite his disappointment and protests. After fixing this--how dare he, she was twice the dragon a silly bronze could be, she was a queen in her own right!--they made a pretty fitting partnership, both of them venomous and grudging and sharply intelligent in all the awful ways--pity the weyr.

IN THE EVENT OF YOUR SUDDEN, UNEXPLAINED DISAPPEARANCE FROM THE SITE AT ANY POINT IN TIME, WHAT DO YOU WISH TO BECOME OF THIS CHARACTER AND ANY CREATURES THEY MAY IMPRESS?

b. Turn them into an NPC who may be killed off or used for plot purposes but who will not be played by someone else.