((well since I cant play the headwoman, as that would make no sence to play Weyrwoman as well as Headwoman, I've made these...))
Name:Fonar
Age:28
Gender:Male
Appearance:Tall at 6'2", he has long brown hair and savage green eyes. Coiled muscles show his love of hard work.
Position/RankWeyrfolk/watch-wher keeper
Weyr:High reaches/ now Dovan
Mate:
Personality:He is a playful spirit, who loves to make people smile, no matter what. Sparkling eyes show when he is about to do something in jest. Rarely he is seen in a mood, as it is increadably hard to make him angery, the one time he lost his temper was in the first three days he arrived at Dovan, a couple of holder teens had been throwing rocks at his wher, one hitting the beast on the head, causing him to cry out. Fonar had lept on the youngster and taught him a hard lesson. He had to be pulled off the 15 year old before he seriously hurt the boy.
Short History:Fonar had been born to no one really important in High reaches, he was the nephew of the wher handler, his aunt was a solid old lady. He still remembered watching the mating flight of Annask, the old gold had been on her last wings. Only four eggs in the clutch, and only one had hatched, two days after Annask had died, taking his 40 year old aunt with her. He had been the only one in the area when the egg had hatched, and a tiny wet bronze watch-wher had dropped out. The beast had been sickly. It took weeks of constant nurcing from Fonar and his mother to bring the where back to health. Thats when the blooding happend. And the creature told him its name. He had been 12. Now at 20 he and his wher had a bond not previously known from wher's and handlers. After the earthshakes that had devistated highreaches, the wher had taken Fonar Between to Dovan. He was shocked and shaken, but happy to be alive.
Pets (If Applicable)Watch-Wher Fonarsk. Bronze. eight years old and compleatly adult. Hoping for a gold to make her appearance. He does not wish to be the last wher.
Sexuality:Straight
Name:Fonar
Age:28
Gender:Male
Appearance:Tall at 6'2", he has long brown hair and savage green eyes. Coiled muscles show his love of hard work.
Position/RankWeyrfolk/watch-wher keeper
Weyr:High reaches/ now Dovan
Mate:
Personality:He is a playful spirit, who loves to make people smile, no matter what. Sparkling eyes show when he is about to do something in jest. Rarely he is seen in a mood, as it is increadably hard to make him angery, the one time he lost his temper was in the first three days he arrived at Dovan, a couple of holder teens had been throwing rocks at his wher, one hitting the beast on the head, causing him to cry out. Fonar had lept on the youngster and taught him a hard lesson. He had to be pulled off the 15 year old before he seriously hurt the boy.
Short History:Fonar had been born to no one really important in High reaches, he was the nephew of the wher handler, his aunt was a solid old lady. He still remembered watching the mating flight of Annask, the old gold had been on her last wings. Only four eggs in the clutch, and only one had hatched, two days after Annask had died, taking his 40 year old aunt with her. He had been the only one in the area when the egg had hatched, and a tiny wet bronze watch-wher had dropped out. The beast had been sickly. It took weeks of constant nurcing from Fonar and his mother to bring the where back to health. Thats when the blooding happend. And the creature told him its name. He had been 12. Now at 20 he and his wher had a bond not previously known from wher's and handlers. After the earthshakes that had devistated highreaches, the wher had taken Fonar Between to Dovan. He was shocked and shaken, but happy to be alive.
Pets (If Applicable)Watch-Wher Fonarsk. Bronze. eight years old and compleatly adult. Hoping for a gold to make her appearance. He does not wish to be the last wher.
Sexuality:Straight
