First-Turn Weyrling Sa'kel
Bronze Roniath
Persona Information:
Name: Sa'kel
Age: 19 Turns
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Rank/Craft: First-Turn Weyrling, Apprentice Farmer
Mother: Biriska, 36, Journeywoman Weaver.
Father: D'mil, 37, Brownrider.
Siblings: None
Foster Parents: Listey
Significant Other: None
Children: None
Persona Appearance:
Sa'kel is a robust young man with a big grin and a helping hand. He feels like the average guy, with his rough good looks and easy smile. He has brown hair and green eyes, dark tanned skin from working outside and flying with his dragon, not to mention a few boyish freckles. The freckles are the only things boyish about him, though; his body is that of a man's, leveled out at five foot eleven inches, well muscled and fit. He has the desirable 'six pack' muscles and the large biceps that men are so proud of, as he is.
He wears leathers most of the time, for convinience's sake. He's in the air most of the time anyways, so his wher-hide riding leathers have become his trademark outfit. His particular ones are the sam dark bronze shade as his dragon's hide, rich and only faintly metallic.
Persona Personality:
Sa'kel is a charming young man. He's got a smile for all occasions, a kind word to give a timid lad, a knowing phrase for all occasions. He's the person who pitches in, lending a hand everywhere, trying to placate everyone and smooth problems over. He's a natural diplomat and a likeable guy. He has the feel of an average person who through luck, not skill, managed to become a high-ranker, and so he is a great public relations person with distrustful holders or vengeful crafters.
He's a good leader, well able to organize people and things so that events move smoothly, and he's a definite hands-on sort of person. He doesn't like leaders who sit back on their fannies and have underlings do everything; the idea of not tinkering is abhorrent to him. He feels strongly that dragonriders do not give holders and crafters the respect they need, and he works hard with his superiors to get them to improve the treatment most commoners recieve.
He's an all-round good guy. Except for the teensy matter that he looses all self control when he drinks. Sa'kel should not be allowed a skin of Benden at all costs, or he will become violent and unreasonable. Oh, and he's slightly homophobic, with a reason, though no excuse. He fears and distrusts male greenriders like the plague, and thinks little of male blueriders, partly because of his Holder upbringing, and partly because of an unfortunate past.
Persona History:
Sayikel was the only child of a young Journeywoman Weaver who had the bad luck to be visiting the Weyr when a gold rose. The queen broadcast her lustful emotions widely, effecting dragonrider and commoner alike; that was how she found herself in the arms of a young brownrider whose immature beast had lost the race. The brownrider, however, flew a female of his own.
He did not stand by Biriska, though, not wanting the responsibility of the coming babe at the tender age of nineteen turns. He fled, leaving Biriska to come home to unsympathetic family and no marriage prospects. But Biriska wasn't one to quit, and she carved out a niche for herself in the Weaving halls, earning just enough marks to keep herself and her baby fed. When she turned twenty-six, she reached Journeywoman levels and began to weave full-time. Her baby was given up to the creche.
Sayikel liked living with other kids his age, and it was there that he honed his natural people skills. He was a popular boy and a hard worker, with numerous friends his age and several admiring teachers and care-givers. Everyone said that Sayikel was on his way to a successful life in whatever craft he chose. He decided to become a Farmer, as he loved the outdoors and wanted to be able to open a small cothold of his own one day. He was shipped off to Jinani to study under one of the Master Farmers as an apprentice.
Then life got complicated. The Sr. Journeyman in charge of him, a man named Felixor, was a pedophile, and had been quietly abusing the apprentices who came under his care for several years. Sayikel, too young and naive to defend himself, was abused as well. The shame of it stayed with him for three turns, until, at sixteen, seeing a young lad being hurt by Felixor, took matters into his own hands. He attacked Felixor, hitting him and swearing at him loudly. Afterwards, he informed the Guard Captain exactly why he had acted so violently; as several others backed him up, he was believed. The Lord Holder thanked him for informing the hold about Felixor, but also shunned him: in the close-minded Lord's mind, if Sayikel had been raped by a man, he was automatically dirty, unclean, and a ... freak.
Sayikel was delighted when he was searched by a blue dragon for the Weyrwoman Santara's final clutch of fourteen. He impressed the only bronze there, to his pride and delight, and has been an exemplary Weyrling. He still thinks about Felixor sometimes, and is incensed at the very mention of child abuse. He doesn't like homosexuals, having decided that if one man was rotten, they all must be. It has led to a few nasty encounters with male greenriders, but he tries to keep his temper and realizes that it's part of Weyr life, like it or not, and he can't do anything to change it.
Dragonrider Information:
Dragon's Name: Roniath
Dragon's Age: 17 months
Dragon's Color: Bronze
Dragon's Appearance:
Roniath is a big, healthy young bronze, already flying well and strongly, doing all the usual firestone drills and wing formations expected of a Sr. Weyrling. He's a dark color, almost brown save for a slight sprinkling of 'gold dust', as his rider calls it, on his head, wings, and hindquarters. He's muscular in physique, lacking the lithe forms of his green and blue compatriots, but not overly stocky. His head is massive and very reptilian in appearance, lacking the grace and beauty of some of the other dragons, but he is still magnificent.
Dragon's Personality:
Roniath is an intelligent bronze. He has a good memory, better than some, especially with names. He knows everyone in the Weyr, through hard socializing, and likes everyone, too. He is just as friendly and as good a samaritan as his rider, always willing to tell the young and frazzled blue hatchling how to go about flapping his wings or instructing a new greenrider to the Weyrleader's office. He loves to fly greens, though he's only ever caught one.
Roniath dispenses with formal protocal on most occasions, speaking familiarly with all but the Weyrleaders, often chatting up a new candidate to tell him or her not to worry, the Candidate Master's dragon doesn't bite. Everyone knows Roniath, and Roniath knows them too. You can't help but like this guy, as he's a very likeable fellow.
Crafter Information:
Craft: Farming
Rank: Sr. Apprentice
Specialty: Cereal Crops.
All references to worlds and characters based on Anne McCaffrey's fiction are copyright© Anne McCaffrey 1967, 2001, all rights reserved, and used by permission of the author.
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