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Name:: V'nar

Gender:: male

Age:: 25, but looks about 19 insted

Appearance:: V'nar likes to make people notice him. He has chocolate brown eye that can make you melt if you want, but rarely does he use them it that way. His face is perfict, no blemishes, no scars, perfict shap. Not too long, or short a good sized nose and a very kissable mouth, not that he lets anyone kiss it. He wears dyed black wherryhide pants, with too many pockets for anyone other than V'nar (there were five on each leg). Normaly wears a brown shirt. His hair was a bright red/purple, and he had two silver hoops in his left ear and an earing that looked like a small dragon in his right ear. On both wrists he had leather bracelets with metal designs on them.

Personality:: V'nar will help anyone, but expesialy children. He is good with them and they trust him. He can relate to them because he is young, yet he comands respect from them and others. Even the older Riders find themselves respecting him. V'nar will ocationaly joke, and will always play with the younger kids if its the right time. He can get angry, and it's scary. People never try to make him angry more then once. But all in all he is an easygoing guy...as long as you don't ask about the past before he Impressed.

History/Bio:: He won't talk about his histoy before he Impressed, but everyone knows some of it. He was the first son of the Lord of Telger Hold, and ran from somthing no one yet knows. He Impressed and he says that's where his life begain at 17 when he impressed. He was a wild one, never obaying the rules, but he was good at heart. V'nar loved kids and was always helping anyone that neded it. The former Weyrling master saw this and took V'nar under his wing. A year later the Weyrling Master died and it was only natural that V'nar took his spot. That was four years ago. Many of the other wyers said that he is too young, that is untill Xavern's weyrlings beat everyone else at the yearly games.

Pets:: none

Status:: Brown rider, Weyrling Master

Dragon Name:: Danarth

Dragon Personality:: Dararth is like his rider, always looking out for the younger dragons and making sure they are okay. He also seems to comand respect from the older dragons and they at lest listen to what he says

Color:: Brown

Origin:: Impressed at Xavern, born in Telger Hold, first son of the Holder

T'suki blinked. She definitely hadn't been expecting that answer. The bluerider finally sighed and shook her head.

"I honestly don't understand you," she finally said, "You keep hiding behind so many layers, you treat honesty like it's a bad thing. What are you so afraid of?"

She raised her own hand and pressed her fingertips against the palm of his hand. Perhaps it was the drinks she had had, but she felt a bitter resentment sort of come crashing down on her.

"You're not the only one with regrets you know," she whispered lowering her eyes.

Jareth shook his head slowly. I can't Darnath. I shouldn't. T'suki has to learn in her own way. She places all her trust in me and leaves none for herself. But she has to understand there are somethings... sometimes...I can shield her.

T'suki felt like crying. She didn't know why that was the reaction she had. It had been ages since she had actually had a good cry. Her eyes lowered once again. It was only fair, he had told her his secrets, she should do the same.

"My mother, was a greenrider at Benden," she began after a long pause, "my father is the Lord Holder of Nerat. I used to visit my mother as a child every winter. I loved Iath, and I wanted to be a rider when I got older...but Iath...she told my mother, I would never Impress a green or a gold. My mind wasn't right. My mom didn't want me to be Searched after that, but we all know how that turned out. I Impressed in Fort it was...horrible, but I didn't want to say anything. It would prove my parents right. Then I met S'rel. Even though he was a bronzerider, he seemed so kind to me. I-I didn't realize until it was too late. He was just after Lyr, he knew we were friends and so..." she shook her head ruefully, "I couldn't let his child be born, not like this. I knew the contempt my child would grow up with. So I..." she trailed off, "the old dragon healer gave me a brew of firestone and feelis. It hurt, in more than one way, but I couldn't imagine putting a child through all that hatred."

She smiled somewhat bitterly.

"No one knew. Only me, Z'dak and Jareth. I didn't even tell S'rel," her voice broke but she continued angrily, "My child wasn't a mistake! It wasn't his fault! He was going to be hated...but he hadn't done anything...I couldn't protect him!"

Jareth sighed and nodded. Humans need to grow on their own sometimes, it's never too late.

((*cackles* Yesh...I SURPRISED NUTZ! Maybe I don't completely suck! xd ))

T'suki closed her eyes and leaned into the brownrider as tears left salty trails upon her face. Despite it all she felt a bittersweet lightheartedness. Other than Jareth, no one had cared about her in this way before.When the tears had finally ceased, a little nagging voice reminded her that V'nar was probably very drunk. Come morning, this would only be a hazy memory of a very big mistake. T'suki's chest suddely felt hollow and empty at the realization. She sighed wistfully, enjoying his scent for what would probably be the last time, and pulled away.

"I'm such an idiot," she said wiping her eyes, "I came here trying to cheer you up, and it looks like I've done nothing of the sort."

T'suki had more than one morally questionable skill she'd picked up. Among those, she had found a need to teach herself how to read human emotion and intent. V'nar's face, although guarded when sober, was like an open book to her now. He was frightened. The bluerider took his hand in hers.

"You don't have to be afraid of me V'nar," she smiled, "I am just as human as you."

The small inkling of caution within her evaporated and she leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He won't remember, she told herself, you can tell him everything and it will be okay. Even if tonight only lives in your own memory.

The bluerider smiled albeit a bit sadly.

"Most male greenriders prefer the company of male blueriders. As for everyone else...there's no future in anyone wasting their affections on a low level bluerider. I can't give any of them the rank a goldrider like Lyr would, or even bragging rights like someone bonded with a fast green might," she met his teary eyes, "I guess it's not right to want a relationship like that. Jareth and I are virtually without responsibilities, it's selfish of me to ask for more."

This time it was she who hugged him. "I'm glad you're different. I wish..." she trailed off.

I wish you'd think the same thing when tomorrow comes.

T'suki stared at V'nar in shock. No one had ever told her anything remotely similar to his outburst. She lowered her eyes unable to meet that warm, almost-pained gaze.

"Y-you don't mean that," she stuttered but deep down she knew otherwise. Her fingers gripped the fabric over her thighs firmly. A new emotion overtook her. T'suki felt loved. She then looked up at V'nar and her eyes softened. T'suki could love him, she knew she probably already did.

"I won't take advantage of you right now V'nar, I won't make you swear anything only...if you do remember me tomorrow, and you still feel the same way...I'll be waiting," she was taking a great risk but she did so gladly if only to live a bit of her dreams.