D'karon :: Rider of Crimson Avoneth :: Male

CHARACTER PROFILE
Name: Dalkaron/D'karon

Age: 27 (Early Winter)

Gender: Male

Distinguishing features: Darker skinned, black hair

Hair Color: Black and shiny; of about shoulder length

Eye Color: Hazel

Description: D'karon is not the biggest of men out there. In fact as most men go, he is rather short. Barely scraping in at 5'6", most others tend to be well over his height. However many do not mistake him for being a weakling because he is anything but; muscles are visible easily across his arms, legs, chest, and stomach. All of which are usually visible, because of the man's habit of wearing simply a short shift around his hips when weather allows. This also shows the fact he has almost no body hair at all. Whether its from grooming or a natural lack however he will never tell.

His hands are something else people tend to notice. They are always on the move, fingers twisting and twining, in motions that some might connect to being similar to the way Avoneth flicks her tail about. They are also smooth, soft, from the constant oilings the rider gives his dragon. His lower forearms are about the same; soft and supple to the touch.

None of this compares to the man's face. His hair is jet black, and somewhat longer than average for a rider; often looking ragged in appearance and curling out from the base of his neck. He has fairly thick eyebrows to go along with it and always looks as though he shaved the day before; with dark scruff on his chin and mustache and cheeks. It accents his dark toned skin from being outside so much rather well. He has expressive lips and eyes as well, a fact that often draws people in to him and something he has used to his advantage many times to swoon women and men into his bed.

Personality: Its hard to find someone more laid back than D'karon. Unless it comes to Avoneth, he takes an extremely relaxed attitude towards everything about him, and even with her he encourages relaxation over her high strung mannerisms. It's good for the both of them however, as she reminds him you can't be laid back about everything, and he brings her down to not be quite as jumpy as other crimsons are. He's also quite the flirt, a habit he shares with his dragon, and will make a definite notice of his interest in someone. He's also extremely hard to anger, preferring to shrug and ignore everything.

History: D'karon was a weyrborn lad. His father was a brownrider and his mother was a kitchen drudge whom his father had spent a week wooing. As a result he grew up fully knowing what life was like to the children of riders; and that they can rarely spend as much time with their kids as normal.

However this was no problem for little Dalkaron, as he was known then. He ran around and was often in the kitchens with his mother, where the headwoman of the lower caverns took an interest in helping him out since his own mother was a bit young still. She had him help with small errands, and kept him out of trouble as best she could. In fact it was not uncommon to hear the headwoman, Dalkaron, and his mother joke that he had two mothers.

As he grew older he naturally expressed interest in his dragonrider heritage, something his oft-absent father would say. His father's father, father's father's father, and so on for three more generations had all been riders and it was something to look forward to someday, to continue the family line. The fact that he wound up impressing little bronze Talon when he was 13 certainly didn't hurt.

Two years after that and the inevitable happened, to the happiness of his mother and father: Dalkaron was selected on search to stand for a clutch, and not just any clutch but a clutch of one of the rare crimson dragons. It was a surprise to many that a fertile clutch from a crimson had finally been laid as they were more than a bit rare; and the dragons had searched out many potential candidates to impress the seven eggs laid.

D'karon was the third to impress from the clutch. He had been stuck in the middle, and he admittedly was nervous. But when Avoneth shoved her way through and stood before him it was as if everything had finally fallen into place. His parents were exstatic, his father went through the roof in joy and drank four full wineskins that night in happiness, his mother hugged nearly everyone, and D'karon was congratulated by everyone as Avoneth was only one of two females that hatched. Three more hatched male; and the last two never hatched and were transported between by the weyrleader.

From the moment D'karon impressed he found himself with a very needy and high strung dragoness. He spent all his time tending her needs, and often would take her out of the weyr to get her out of the presence of so many dragons. She was also a lusty crimson; flying two and sometimes three times a turn. In the twelve years as partners she had only ever laid three clutches, and only once did there hatch fertile eggs; both males from a clutch in her 7th year.

Normally laid back D'karon would normally not have left the weyr and its comforts for any reason, much less travel back in time to the past to help with another plague. While he is a good man; he also was not about to put forth that effort for others. Ironically it was Avoneth that convinced him, because she felt it might be better with fewer dragons about for herself. That argument, along with suggestions from fellow riders, urged him to take Avoneth on the trip.

Now they are back in time and a sight they have not seen before. What will become of them, and what if they choose to stay?



Pets

Name: Talon

Species: Firelizard

Breed: Bronze

Age: 14 years

Description: Talon is lean and short; a little bronze compared to others like him. He is also very bright; and when first hatched was thought to almost be a gold because of the colorations. But on his headknobs he is a darker brownish-bronze with the same color that appear like 'stockings' on his feet.

Personality: For all his fierce name, Talon is a bubbly little flit. He loves attention and has a habit of doing all sorts of silly little backrolls and falls just to get reactions out of people, and hopefully headscratches. He is also a big sleeper, loving to curl up on a shoulder or a dragon or pillow somewhere and nap in the sun. Nothing pleases this guy more than to get napping and attention at the same time as well.



DRAGON PROFILE
Name: Avoneth, Avvy or Avon

Color: Crimson

Color Code: #9A1313

Age: 12 Years

Rider: D'karon

Description: Back on earth; her coloration would remind anyone of an old school house from the colonial days of America. A faded, rustic reddish tone that fades to a lighter burnished red-gold on her wings and paws, and slightly darker on her back and tail; she is a long dragon, thin, lithe, as though not an ounce of fat exists on her. It sometimes makes her look almost too thin to be a dragon, but at 24 feet she is more than big enough to match golds of her kind.

Basic Personality: Tempermental: High Strung; Prone to Mood Swings

Detailed Personality: Avoneth, or Avvy tends to be a bit jumpy, even about other dragons. She is always paying attention to what is going on around her so when something surprises her or catches her unexpected she can slip into a snappy mood instantly. It does not matter if it is D'karon or another dragon, she will snap at them for it. But the rest of the time she is usually bouncy and flirtatious, prowling around and having fun. She's hard to get to keep still, as though she has a bundle of excess energy somewhere in her. This conveys in the way she will talk with dragons and D'karon, along with the way her tail is like a whip especially when she is happy or angry. It's best to keep Avoneth happy, but even happy can be as risky as seeing her angry!

Mind Voice: High pitched, but very quiet. However when she gets angry it can turn shrill, changing from the rustling of flowers in the breeze to the howling of gale force winds.

Motto: Shadows can never stand in the power of the full sun.

Hatching Scene: The oddly colored and smallish egg split right down the middle, the two jagged halves falling to either side. One with a little more force than the other as a strangely colored tail, a darkish blood toned whip that smacked it aside. The little dragonet inside fell over on her side onto the sands, much to the crooning of the dragons about, but she quickly rose and shook sand off her still damp wings. A blood colored little dragonet with dark tail and back, with lighter wings and paws, she surveyed all about her. When the youngling's gaze had settled upon the small group of huddled boys she walked right up to them, pushing her head between their legs. None of them, the one she wanted was in here... and near the center she stopped before a lanky darkskinned lad. Dalkaron found himself at the unrequitted gaze of the crimson dragon whom spoke for the first time in his mind:

'D'karon mine, we are together forever now. But you must help me because I have this itch that I just cannot reach, and only you can. Will you, my chosen?'

D'karon fell to his knees, clutching the little dragonet, and began to scratch her back, knowing his life was now forever changed.

Dam x Sire: Unknown

Clutch Title/No.: Unknown