Age: 41 *birthday 3/4 for reference*
Gender: male
Sexual Orientation: hetero
Former craft: Beastcraft (many, many turns ago)
Origin: Ista
Rank: Wing Rider
Appearance: F'liel is not a tall man nor a short man. He is average. About 5'7 and 150lbs, he has a lean, runner's build that has never really filled out from all his work as a rider. His hair is a walnut brown, thin, and down to the nape of his neck. Because of it's thinness, it never really does anything except look messy. He has a beard and mustache that he keeps trimmed back, his cheeks are clean. There are grays starting to sneak into the beard. His eyes are the same color as honey in the sunlight though can appear to darken with angry. He is normally found in his basic clothes of brown pants, cream or light brown shirt, a vest, and boots. For formal occasions, F'liel has a green shirt the same shade as Vesunth and nice black leathers.
Personality: F'liel can be described as an organized dreamer. Confused? He can be that was as well. F'liel likes to makes ideas and plan, he is great at planning on how to carve a new shelf or finally getting enough marks together to open a bakery on the side. He looks at all the angles, the pros and cons, and the best way to complete his idea. What he lacks is the motivation. F'liel has half a dozen projects around his weyr that he has started but never really finished. Carved toys. Drawings. He even tried to learn how to sew his own clothes once. But very few projects of his have ever been finished. The ones that he did finish were ones that either his former weyrmate, son, or dragon have pushed him to complete.
Because of this, he may appear scatterbrained. But he is not. Again, he is a planner. He listens and doesn't mind giving his two marks about how something should be done or the best way to get down with a task. So long as he has others backing him or helping, F'liel is generally good at following through with his ideas. He is a people person, he enjoys small talk and doesn't mind chatting with anyone who approaches him. What he can't stand is small-mindedness, arrogance, and all out purposeful stupidity. When dealing with said people, F'liel easy becomes short tempered and snappish. He can also be narrow-minded as well, without realizing it. Once he sets his mind to an idea or thought, it is hard for him to let go of it even when proven wrong. It often takes being pushed into seeing another answer for him to come around and apologize. Or at least, be willing to look at the problem in a different way.
F'liel is caring when it comes to friends and family. He is the type to jump up and offer his seat to someone who looks tired. He loves his son, loved his weyr mate, truly loved Ista, and of course, adores his dragon. Not to say that he is naive in his love but when it is given, it is 100% or nothing at all.
History: Faraliel, was born 41 Turns ago to a beast herder and his family to a hold beholden to Ista. Life was simple. He grew up with 3 younger brothers and his parents. They learned how to tend to beasts, animal husbandry, herding, planting, and anything else that dealt with animals and keeping their family going. Tithes were paid, food was put on the table, life was good. Faraliel was expected to take his father's place some day and thus learned how to manage money. The only real problem was his lack of being able to follow through with a plan or idea. An unfinished wall, a half started water wheel. Faraliel was fascinating with creating and working with his hands but it was often left up to his brothers to complete his tasks.
When Faraliel was 16 Turns, he was Searched for Ista weyr. So he went and Stood. It surprised him and his family when a green, Vesunth hatched out and made almost a beeline for him. Impression was made and Faraliel became F'liel. And again, life was good. He made it through his lessons, not at the top of the group but definitely not a slacker. He enjoyed the new challenging work, the chance to meet others, and exchange ideas. F'liel loved to talk and debate about differences in weyrs, different holds, and Pern in general. One girl who continued to push and challenge him, Indree, eventually became his permanent weyrmate, though she never Impressed. They had a son, when he was 20, and named him Endalil. Though they tried very hard to expand their family, they only ever had the one son much to Indree's dismay. She worked in the creche and kept and eye on her son, while her husband was off doing basic rider tasks. Patrol, hunting down lost people, messenger, drills, and etc.
When F'liel was 35 turns, Indree grew sick. She started to lose weight and became very weak. Devastated, he took to her to different healers and even to some of the Traders to try to find a cure for her but she eventually died about a Turn later. Shortly afterwards, the dragons sickness's began... No one knew what to do. Vesunth had started to cough, started to get ill. F'liel was beside himself. He couldn't lose his bonded so soon after losing his weyr mate. He and Endalil took turns tending to the green dragon and miracles of miracles, she survived. But the two were worn and tired from tending to the dragon. When they could finally contact others and speak to his Wing leader, F'liel found that he was only one of about 19-20 riders left. All of the Northern continent was devastated. F'liel looked at Endalil and wondered what future was left for them.
Right before Fort's last gold flew and laid a clutch, the Istan riders moved to Fort. With the lack of candidates and the need for riders to band together, the move to Fort gave Endalil a chance to Impress. Now, F'liel and Endalil wait to see what happens when the eggs hatch.
TIMELINE: (to keep me straight) 142- Faraliel born
158-Impression (16 years old)
162-Endalil is born (20 years old)
177-Indree passes away (35 Turns)
178- Vesunth gets the Sickness (36 Turns)
180-Moves to Fort (38 Turns)
181- Stuff Happens
183-Current Turn (Age 41)
Other: F'liel was basically espoused to Indree. He carries a small leather pouch with some of her hair and a ring that he gave her. His plans are to return to Ista, no matter if Endalil Impresses or not.
Dragon/Wher
Name: Vesunth
Sire and Dam: Gold Varelith and Bronze Chelulth
Age: 26 Turns
Colour:Green
Size: Roughly 22 ft. Average is size. She lost weight due to illness and now seems thinner than what she should be, making her appear more lithe than she was in her youth.
Appearance:
Credit to dolldivine and wyndbain
Personality: Vesunth is the task mistress to F'liel's planner. She is the one to push him to follow through with his plans, knowing that he will create great things when he is done. If only he can get done. Vesunth truly believes that hers is a good man who has much to give to the Weyr. Just like herself. While content to be a green, she likes to be talkative and try to mention to others that "maybe moving an inch to the left will help" or "perhaps waiting a second or two longer to take off" will make the flight look better. She is a busybody but a good hearted one, never trying to take advantage of her friends.
However, Vesunth has a hard time taking criticism and can sulk. So F'liel and Endalil have to coax her into a good mood again. Thankfully, her memory is short and she forgets perceived slights fairly easily. In Flight, Vesunth loves a good a chase. While she won't drag it out, why shouldn't she put the boys through their paces?
Other: Vesunth managed to survive the plague. She really misses Ista but is excited about how different Fort is from Ista.
