Post by Zen on Jan 14, 2018 10:55:13 GMT -5
NAME: No'va (formerly Novarel)
RANK: Candidate
AGE: 14 Turns
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: heterosexual (or so he would insist, possibly bisexual)
DRAGON: Brown Alduntulath
PETS: Bronze Copper, Brown Dusty, Blue Midnight, Blue Timor, Green Minty, Green Vinni
APPEARANCE:
Novarel is certainly not done growing yet, currently standing at 5' 3”. He is in that lanky stage of growth, just starting to fill out his frame with a more masculine musculature, though his face is still quite boyish, much to his annoyance, smooth and still a bit rounded with baby fat he has yet to lose. His hair is a medium brown and a reddish tint, generally kept fairly short for ease of care, and mussed more often than not for lack of it. His eyes are a dark green, sometimes hinting at blue in the right light. He wears simple but well crafted clothing, eschewing anything too flashy as that would rather be a dead giveaway as to his station in life, and he'd rather people judge him on his own merits rather than his family's.
PERSONALITY FAULTS:
Novarel has no filter and no tact. He'll blurt whatever is on his mind at any time without regard to the situation or the consequences. He tends to step on toes and offend with this bad habit, getting him into plenty of trouble in the past and likely in the future as well. While he's not a cruel person, he also doesn't particularly care if he offends someone. They're just words, who cares? It's not like he's punched someone in the face or killed their pet. People should lighten up, in his opinion. He's impulsive and mercurial, suddenly incredibly interested in one thing and then bored with it the next, lacking any real ability to focus on a particular task for very long without distraction, acting on any flight of fancy that occurs to him without ever thinking it through. Another trait that tends to lead to trouble. Scholarly pursuits frustrate him completely; not only is it difficult for him to sit still and focus long enough to grasp concepts, letters and numbers always seem to get jumbled up in his head. On Earth, Novarel would have been diagnosed with ADHD and dyslexia.
PERSONALITY STRENGTHS:
Novarel is a doer. Noble birth or no, he doesn't mind hard work, in fact he prefers it to his lessons with the harper. He has shown some promise skills that require working with one's hands. His brother has allowed him to dabble in smithing and he enjoys working on wood carvings now and then, though his love of animals is what holds his attention the longest. He is very outgoing and friendly, more than willing to strike up a conversation with anyone, and doesn't seem to harbor any sense of superiority over anyone just because of his family ties. In fact, he'd rather not be judged by them, and would be fine to hide it so people don't treat him differently just because he's a Blooded son. Energetic and optimistic, he can be very encouraging to others and doesn't like seeing people down, more than willing to act the clown to cheer up even a stranger. He's not afraid to make a fool of himself if it will make someone laugh, or just smile. He's very adventurous and likes exploring, learning things by experience rather than through stories and lectures told by others.
FAMILY:
Lord Divano (father 55 Turns - Lord of Tidewalk Hold)
Lady Relwisha (mother, 51 Turns – Lady of Tidewalk Hold)
Lady Wellani (aunt, Relwisha's sister, 49 Turns - Lady of Ierne Hold)
Lord Lorvento (uncle, Divano's brother, 63 Turns - Lord of Keroon Hold)
Lady Livaena (aunt, Divano's sister, 53 Turns - Lady of Ista Hold)
Several cousins and extended family through Wellani and Lorvento that I am not going to name hahah
Delvish (older brother, 34 Turns – Heir Apparent of Tidewalk Hold)
Irrina (wife of Delvish, daughter of Lord Porrinsen and Lady Ikadirra of Cove Hold, 30 Turns)
Delvirin (nephew, 12 Turns)
Ilvirri (niece, 9 Turns)
Rinvia (niece, 4 Turns)
Divashol (older brother, 31 Turns)
Jirra (wife of Divashol, 29 Turns)
Jivara (niece, 10 Turns)
Valirra (niece, 6 Turns)
Divarr (nephew, 1 Turn)
Lady Wishava (older sister, 28 Turns – Lady of Castel Hold)
Lord Kaldego (husband of Wishava, 32 Turns – Lord of Castel Hold)
Kalsha (niece, 7 Turns)
Degovash (nephew, 2 Turns)
Rilano (older brother, 26 Turns – Journeyman Smith)
Vanisha (older sister, 22 Turns)
Reldiwan (older brother, 20 Turns, Holder of Eastern Hold)
HISTORY:
Novarel was born last to Lord Divano and his wife, Lady Rewisha; a fifth son and a seventh child overall. He was something of a surprise addition to the family, as after his brother Reldiwan's birth, which had been rather arduous for his mother and nearly cost her life, she had been told it was unlikely she would ever have another child, not that his father was too upset over the matter. His wife had already given him six fine children. That didn't stop him from being pleased at Novarel's arrival, however, and both his parents tend to be more lax with him than his other siblings for both his status as the 'baby' of the family and the fact that he shouldn't very well even exist. He was born slightly premature, however, and the healers cautioned his parents against naming him right away, afraid he wouldn't make it more than a couple months if they were lucky.
Clearly he did, and after three months his mother finally named him, though the healers were still uncertain that he would make it to his first turn. He was initially a rather sickly child, but his parents ensured he was attended by the best healers they could find, and through their combined efforts they kept the boy alive long enough to start building up his own strength, and today he is as healthy as any normal 14 turn old boy. His worrisome start to life means his mother often babies him, however, and worries about even the slightest of colds, even though his health is in perfectly good order at this point. His discipline has been lax and he gets away with far more than any of his siblings ever did, which hasn't entirely helped his already unruly attitude.
At a young age he became fascinated with animals, though his mother wouldn't allow him near any for quite a while. Animals were dirty creatures, after all, and she feared he would catch ill from them. However, for his 10th nameday, his father presented him with a firelizard egg. His mother fretted a bit over it, but Divano assured his wife they were very clean creatures and trainable as well, and all would be well. It hatched out a little green which Novarel named promptly named Minty, for her minty green coloration. His mother was still unsure about the creature until a few months later when another boy Novarel was playing with got mad at him for something or another and tried to strike him, to which the green attacked the boy, protecting her young bonded before any harm could befall him. Minty herself was injured in the process, and Novarel had never been more upset about anything in his life. She recovered, however, and upon his next nameday he was presented another egg, and each nameday after. He now has a firelizard of every color but gold, which of course means he is determined to have one to complete his 'collection'.
Over the last turn, his father has begun pushing him toward a craft. As the seventh child and fifth son, it nigh on impossible he'll ever inherit anything of his father's holdings, and he wants to ensure his youngest son has a future in front of him. He has considered the smithcraft, the woodcraft, the minecraft, the farmcraft, and the beastcraft all, but nothing seems to stick in his mind. His father has introduced him to several crafters from each, hoping they might help him decide, but it has done very little in the way of persuasion and, if anything, has perhaps made him a bit more confused. They all sound equally interesting to him, even more so after talking with people that actually experience it. So it was a bit of a godsend when a Mavros rider showed up at Tidewalk on Search, and picked him out as a possible candidate.
As many Pernese children do, Novarel had of course always dreamed of riding a dragon, but he also was quite aware of his father's disdain for the Weyr, specifically Tidewalk Weyr, and figured it would never happen. It seemed, however, that his father harbored so such feelings about Mavros. After a long talk with his father about how very badly he wanted to be a rider, and was he sure? Would he lose interest in a month? Absolutely not, he wouldn't, no, no, no, he wanted to have his own dragon, he wanted to be a rider, and he'd never known until the moment that Searchrider told him he could be one that he could ever want something as much as he wanted to be rider. With a healthy amount of skepticism over his son's commitment, Lord Divano released him to the Weyrhold anyway, hoping he would at last find his path in life, and in no short order showing his beholden Weyr just what he thought of them. His mother cried, and tried to convince him to stay, but Novarel assured her he would visit all the time as soon as he got his dragon, and soon left on the back of the green that had Searched him.
CANDIDATE SECTION
If your character is not a candidate, please remove this section.
PREFERRED RIDER ABBREVIATION: No'va
COLOR PREFERENCE: Blue/Brown
MUTATION?: yesh~ (I mean probably not gonna happen but yes xD)
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.
