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A'mor and Green
Sianath
Name: Arlamor, A'mor Played by: Carah Pronounced: R-la-more, AH-more Nickname: None Sex: Male Rank: Greenrider Age: 22 Birthplace: Nabol Hold Mother's Name, rank, location: Limani, cook, Nabol Hold, deceased Maliki, foster mother, spouse, Nabol Hold Father's Name, rank, location: Parmos, foster father, head cook, Nabol Hold Siblings: None Significant others: Is in desperate need of one. Children: No Height: 5'8" Build: Slight, skinny Hair color/style: Dark wavy brown, short Eyes: gray Complexion: pale Anything you feel would help describe your persona better: A'mor has a slightly feminine look. His body is thin, with pale skin. He has scars across his back, hips and buttocks. He has baby fine, dark brown, somewhat wavy hair that he keeps short. The top is a little longer than the sides or back and he has a habit of running his fingers through it. He has dark gray eyes with a ring of darker gray around the iris, surrounded by thick, dark eyelashes. He has full, sensual lips and a dazzling smile (when he does smile) He has peaches and cream skin that makes him look younger than his 22 turns. He has soft, gentle hands. He is definitely considered a "pretty boy". Habits: Ducking his head and running his fingers through his hair Hobbies: None Personality: A'mor is a
shy and somewhat troubled young man. He has a sensuality about him that he
struggles to repress. He is intelligent enough but has a total lack of
confidence. His thoughts generally turn inwards and he berates himself
constantly. He still doesn't understand how his beloved Sianath considered
him worthy of her. He would be a loyal friend...if he had any friends. He
has no temper, always too worried that it is his fault when he gets angry
about things. He believes he is always wrong and avoids confrontations like
the plague. He is intimidated by authority figures and will trip over his
own feet to do their bidding. The only place he feels comfortable is in the
mind of his dragon.
Parmos and his spouse,
in usual Holder mentality, did not tolerate what was obviously Arlamor's
sexual preference. Arlamor, not necessarily being defiant, continued his
liaisons, despite the beatings. It wasn't because he wasn't afraid of
the constant whippings, that he continued, but because he needed the
love that the other boys provided. Something he never had except in
their company.
It was when Arlamor was
escaping one such beating that he stumbled into a dragon that was at
Nabol Hold on search. Arlamor, his head turned to see Parmos yelling
from the entrance to the kitchen as he pelted across the courtyard,
actually ran into the leg of the creature. Arlamor was knocked down and
then stunned to hear the dragon warbling at him.....at him! Did he hurt
the blue? Was the rider angry with him? He didn't quite credit the "no"
that echoed in his head. To this day, he is not sure whether it was the
rider coming around to check on him, or the dragon that had spoken. But
when the rider offered his hand to help Arlamor up, he was
flabbergasted. His mind could hardly register the words the man was
saying. Searched? His dragon thinks he has potential? Potential for
what?
Even sevendays later at
Telgar Weyr, Arlamor was still in shock. He was in a daze when the
hatching began. If you asked him what happened, he wouldn't be able to
tell you. All he really remembers is heat and fear.....until Sianath
spoke into his affection starved mind. She would love him forever. She
would never hurt him, abandon him, slight him. She would be his for
always. With Sianath to cling to, A'mor grew and changed. Weyrlinghood,
though difficult for A'mor, was enlightening. Still shy, he wasn't the
terrified boy that had arrived at the Weyr, thinking he would get a
beating at every turn. He still could not build confidence in himself no
matter how hard Sianath tried to convince him. He worried that he was
hurting her. Worried he would inhibit her when she rose for the first
time. That, thank Faranth, did not happen. Sianath rose, and it was the
blue that searched A'mor that caught her. For the first time, A'mor was
ecstatic....and in love.
But C'mar was not the
weyrmating kind. He liked his freedom and with a green rising nearly
every other day, C'mar was too concerned in his fun to be faithful to
one man. A'mor was crushed. He withdrew into himself, spoke to no one,
until the Weyrleaders began to be concerned for his well being and that
of his dragon. It was decided that A'mor needed a change of scenery, so
they applied to Free Falling Weyr to allow A'mor to transfer there.
A'mor, now, has been at
Free Falling for more than a turn and is finding it different, but in a
good way. He still hasn't made any friends, afraid that he will fall for
one and be hurt again. Sianath's next rising is coming soon, and A'mor
isn't sure what he's going to do.
Dragon Information Name: Sianath Age: 7 Color: Sianath is an
average green, her wingspan normal, her tail and neck perfect length for her
body. Her color borders from light new leaf green near her head to a swampy
green on her tail. Personality: Sianath is a
very compassionate green. She gets along with other dragons, though will not
speak to other humans. She is flirty and coy with the males, but only when
close to rising. She prefers blues over browns or bronzes, but will let just
about any male catch her. She is especially protective of her lifemate. She
knows he hurts in his heart, but she doesn't know what to do. Weyr Impressed at: Telgar Weyr PET Information: Name: Age: Color: (Description, shade etc) Species: Personality: HOLD or CRAFT Information: Hold or Hall name: None Craft: Baker Time spent in Craft: Several turns Rank achieved: None
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