Name: L'zant (Lorenzant)
Age: 42
Nameday: 3534.12.02
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Flexible
Weyr: High Reaches Weyr
Rider Rank: Wingrider
Previous Rank/Craft: Journeyman Harper
Physical Description: L'zant is a trim man, fit enough to keep up with his duties but not layered with muscle or bulky in any sense. He has the sort of build that, should he ever retire, might lend itself to a little bit of a paunch, but he will neveer go truly soft. His frame simply won't carry the weight. He was a handsome man who went grey early on and is forced now to settle for "distinguished" as a descriptor, dark hair having gone a steely sort of grey with silvering at the crown and temples. He has sun-touched skin that doesn't eed more than a few hours under the sun to maintain its color. His well-tended goatee is still black and his eyes are a startling blue beneath heavy dark brows. He favors loose sleeves he can roll to the elbow, tailored trousers and almost always completes his look with a vest. His boots, barring bad weather, are always polished and in remarkable shape.
Personality: L'zant is really not interested in drama. Oh, the life of a dragon rider is fraught with troubles, large and small, but he has never really been interested in participating in anything he could avoid. He is not a gossip or interested in trading secrets. He will keep those he's told, and he'll do so flawlessly, but it you're looking for dirt on someone, for vengeance or for fun, he's more likely to simply stare at you than tell you anything interesting.
Which is not to say that he lacks a sense of humor or doesn't know how to have fun. On the contrary, he has a wicked sense of humor that is probably too dry for many people's liking. He is fond of puns. He tells terrible jokes, and should you convince him to drink enough for his usual reserve to wash away, he is excellent at delivering insults with a casual sort of charm that has earned him more than a few punches and a couple of loose teeth.
Oh, and while he isn't dramatic, there are those who might call him a little eccentric. He does have a love for the rare and unique, and has a little collection of things no one else can boast.
But when he hasn't let loose, he is professional and a very much a traditionalist in that he feels that everyone is built for a particular niche and those who overreach theirs are a waste of time. Though he studied as a harper and has been known to write the occasional song or poem (again, ask him when he drinks), he was on track to become a teacher before Bhavaranth found him. In the aftemath, he has discovered a love of history that finds him very often in the records room on his rest days.
Positive Trait List sharp-witted, professional, reliable
Negative Trait List standoffish, sharp-tongued, critical
History: L'zant was born near Lemos Hold and was the oldest of three children in his family. A storyteller from his earliest memory, it was natural to look to the Harpers when it came time to pick a craft. Initially, it was writing and composing that caught his fancy, but as he learned more of Pern's history, he became fascinated by it and his writings turned away from fully invented stories to grant retellings of the stories of people who'd come and gone and all the things he'd done.
He was, as a matter of fact, on a research trip to Fort Hold and the Harper Hall when he was Searched, just shy of his nineteenth Nameday. He accepted the Searchrider's invitation to travel back to High Reaches Weyr, and Impressed almost exactly one Turn later to the first dragon to truly take his breath away: his stunning Bhavaranth.
Once Weyrling training was through and the pair had more time to themselves, L'zant embarked on a quest to earn access to the Weyr's record rooms, and did his best to tolerate the poetic stylings of the dragon who had become his lifemate.
Other: L'zant undoubtedly has a few children, the oldest being 20 or so. He is a tolerant parent, though not particularly indulgent, and though he has been present, he has never been overbearing or overly involved in their raising. He loves them, of course, and would protect them, but he doesn't particularly want them in his weyr.
DRAGON
Name: Bhavaranth
Age: 22
Color: Blue
Size: 29'
Physical Description: Bhavaranth is a fairly large blue. Not among the largest of his color, but enough beyond average that it will be noticed. He is a bit stocky in build, so is not fantastically graceful or agile in the air, but he still has a certain style when he flies. He is far from clumsy, in other words, and though he is not a true acrobat, he can still put on a good show, should he so choose.
Personality: First and foremost, Bhavaranth is a poet. What his rider lacks in perfprmance, Bhavaranth has in spades. He is happy to create a croon to share with the right lady -- or any lady, really -- and he has been known to attempt to flatter the fairer sex with poems like those his Harper-trained rider would ...never put out into the world.
He is a very clever, but is not a braggart. Nor is he a stalker. He simply wants to appreciate the beauty in all the shades of green and golden (and yes, sometimes white -- why deny it?) hides.
He is a dutiful dragon as well, and will perform the tasks he's asked, by either his rider or his wingleader, without complaint. If he can do them in the company of a lovely lady, so much the better.
Dragon Art or Proof of Obtainment: Bhavaranth
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