Age: 23 (12.30.21) Sex: Male Sexual Orientation: Open Craft: Rank: Weyrling Location: High Reaches Weyr
Physical Description: Rham stands at 5'6''. Everything about his screams average, from his hair, to his clothing. There's nothing very impressive about him. His blond hair is often sun bleached from being outside. He has a hooked nose and eyes that seemed like a seafoam green.
Personality: Overall Rham is kind of like an energetic puppy dog who just wants to be around people. He loves being social. He is a giant flirt with anyone he finds attractive (Which is honestly everyone) but his close friends know it's all harmless fun. He hasn't gotten serious with anyone yet.
Positive Trait List Adventurous - Rham is quite the adventurous one. He likes to go out and explore things. Caves? Heck yes! He'll run in head first without really thinking about it. He's a go-getter and would much rather be on an adventure, even in the rain, than sit around and do nothing. He has itchy feet and there's no cure for it. He just has to go on an adventure, get his blood pumping!
Quick Learner - With all the adventures he goes on, Rham has learned to pick up on things rather quickly. Usually, it has to do with how to climb a certain way or how to jump. Sometimes he'll pick up on things like how to better defend himself, how to better land so he doesn't hurt himself. Sometimes it's even just how to better interact with people. He does this by watching them. Even though he's always moving, he does pay attention to the world around him. He's always picking up on new skills, even if they aren't the best. This will come in handy when he starts working towards the class he wants to be. He wants to deal with blades, but he's not sure what kind yet.
Witty - He's quick on his feet as he is with his tongue. He's always got a come back ready, a jest, a playful tease, or even a play on words. Rham's a very friendly guy. He's also a guy, so he likes jokes, likes to tease the ones he calls friends. Verbal sparring is something he just adores. For him, it's a sign of true friendship. Yes, this comes at a price. Sometimes he digs a little too deep, pushes a little too hard. He never means to, of course, but it happens.
Negative Trait List Brutally Honest - With his wit, comes brutal honesty. Basically what it boils down to, is Rham lacks that little voice inside of his head that filters the hurtful truth. Nothing is sugar coated with him. He's bluntly honest about whatever he thinks. He doesn't lie, he doesn't keep secrets, even if it hurts people around him. Why? He was raised that honesty was the best policy and he took it to a very literal sense.
Reckless - With his adventurous nature, comes recklessness. He doesn't think a lot of the time. He ends up hurting himself, be it seriously or superficially. He will literally run in head first, all brave and nerves of steel. It makes him a bit of a wild card, a bit unpredictable.
Flirt - During his outings, if he runs into anyone he will flirt with them. It goes with the teasing. For Rham, it doesn't mean anything. Flirting comes second hand, like breathing. It just happens. Half the time he doesn't realize he's flirting with someone until they've gotten the wrong impression and he has to let them down gently. That's not to say this happens a lot, but it has happened once or twice. He tries to let people know that he doesn't mean anything by it. He doesn't want to hurt people's feelings from his stupid behavior.
Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 9:29 am
History: Rham comes from a very average family. Neither of his parents are anyone of real note worthiness and he has no siblings. He's born and raised at High Reaches and it's all he's ever really known. Both of his parents are dragonriders and he does want to follow in their footsteps.
Like all kids he was raised in a group but unlike some, Rham doesn't really care his parents aren't around. It's never been a big issue for the boy. He loves them, and he knows they love him, and that's enough for him.
Though he's been old enough for a craft for a little bit, Rham hasn't picked anything. He doesn't feel he has any big qualities like that to offer, so he's not chosen to do anything with his life as far as that goes right now. Since he is eighteen and doesn't have a craft, Rham is usually doing whatever tasks the Weyr gives him. He has a general handiness to him that makes him okay at repair work, painting that needs done, re-arranging, clearing quarters, or something along those lines.
At 14 he was put into the candidate life. So far it agrees with him and he's not done anything to get him into serious trouble or get him kicked out.
Other: I want Rham to be fairly average in every way. Not everyone needs to be super out there, he thinks!
Origin of Name: The Fool is titled Le Mat in the Tarot of Marseilles. This archaic word could mean "the madman" or "the beggar", and may be related to the word for 'checkmate' in relation to the original use of tarot cards for gaming purposes
Personality: Lemath is one of the spunkier dragons of her clutch, and such energy is only likely to get worse as she ages. This green dragon isn't at all demure or shy like some of her sisters, and is the sort of dragon that rarely slows down! Her energy can serve the Weyr and her rider well when she is given some sort of task; unfortunately, when there isn't much to do, or she finds the task dull or boring, Lemath might very well find herself in trouble. When this lady is bored, watch out!
She is an easily excitable green, which pairs nicely with her naive optimism. Everyday is a new adventure for Lemath, and she wants nothing more than to share it with her rider. She can find joy in the littlest of things, like the way the sunshine sparkles on the water, or the peeping of a newly hatched flit. She also can find excitement in the big things, like getting to fly with her rider, or being asked to flame Thread. No matter where she goes, Lemath will always find something to lift her spirits, and will not hesitate to share it with anyone willing to listen. Is it bath time? She'll crow her joy to the Weyr as if it was only bath she'd ever receive. Is it time to go out on a sweep drill? Excellent! Yes! She can't wait to find out who she's paired with! All day, everyday, Lemath will live her life as if every morning was that of a holiday. Life is worth living, so says Lemath, and she's more than happy to bring her rider along for the ride.
Her childlike wonder will remain even as she grows, but it's that same sort of innocent naivety that can also cause her trouble. She is a green who tends to act first and think later, if she has time to think at all. The excitement of doing something new, or being first to finish a project, can often lead her down dangerous paths. She doesn't always think about the danger lurking right around he corner, or how what fun game she's playing could get herself or her rider in trouble.
Worse, with so much energy, Lemath doesn't have any amount of patience to sit around and wait. Times of quiet and lectures from her Wingleaders will always cause the green aggravation. She hates to stand around and do nothing, and gets especially fidgety when she's stuck in one place. That same impatience means Lemath is the sort of green who will execute her idea without thinking it fully through. Oops, and uh-oh, will be common phrases. Thankfully, no matter how tricky a situation she might find herself in, Lemath has endless optimism that things will turn out okay. No matter how much of a pickle she and her rider are in, they'll find some way out of it. That's part of the adventure, after all.
Inspiration: This dragon is based off the tarot card, The Fool. This card is often numbered as the first card with 0, or the last card, 22. In this case it's both the beginning and the end of the Major Arcana.
Adult Size: 23' Physical Attributes: Lemath is an average sized green. She tends to be naturally trim, and tends to run underweight if her rider isn't careful. Her boundless energy means she needs to eat often.
Additional Notes: This green doesn't stay still, even in her sleep. She's the sort of green who tosses, turns, and twitches in her sleep. As a hatchling she'll have trouble sleeping in long hours, and will likely wake her rider up when bored. This might follow into adulthood, too.
Why Me? Rhaaaaaaaaam! Lemath is here! Let's go do something fun, hey? Lemath seems to have been made just for the adventurous boy, and knew right away he was the one for her. She loves the man's adventurous side, and will have no problem taking him anywhere he wants to go. There is nothing that the two of them can't get through together, and she will make sure their life is one giant thrill. Lemath will always be there to appreciate his wit and humor, and will certainly encourage his reckless behavior. This might get them into trouble, but hopefully Rham will learn that his dragon might need some boundaries. Lemath will push too far otherwise, which could have disastrous results. This green will keep Rham on his toes, and might force the lad to be a little more serious and grounded. With some focus, this pair could achieve great things for their Wing and their Weyr.
While everyone's focus was on the Wheel of Fortune's egg, another egg decided it had no time for wobbling. It could feel the excitement of the crowd, could hear all the voices, and it just couldn't wait. The shell practically exploded, with half of it getting thrown one way, and the other half pushed the other, as if the little creature within had bucked out of it. Any standing too near might find themselves hit with egg shell or residual egg goo.
The Fool was here, and she wasn't going to waste any time!
Giving a baby bugle of triumph -- the green's joy at being the first to hatch was obvious.
She pounced over her discarded egg shells, or at least tried to and that's when things ran amuck. She was just hatched, after all, and her little legs weren't quite as stable as she'd thought. Instead, her little legs buckled when she landed, and she found herself falling and tumbling forward. Her wings flailed, trying to grip onto the sand or any nearby Candidates to stop her tumble, and she creeled in surprise.
Oops. That wasn't supposed to happen.
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The Fool was indeed a tangle of limbs, tail, and wings. The poor thing was just freshly hatched, and still figuring out how to use all of these flailing limbs! It didn't help that Farensil had been tangled up with her when she initially stumbled, and now Amila was right there!
While in the egg the green baby had been contained to a small space, all the room and freedom to move surprised the hatchling. Unfortunately, it didn't seem to know what Amila was doing. Being helpful, yes. So it was, her large wing foreclaw reached out to grab at Amila. Finding it's mark true, the baby had no problem goring the girl, little realizing just how delicate humans were, and just how strong her own baby self actually was!
Putting all her weight on Amila, she did not expect the wingclaw to slice down and through as it attempted to find leverage and gather its footing. Ah-ha! That was what was needed.
Giving a happy and cheerful trumpet, the little green had no realization of the damage it just caused the girl, and bowled Amila over in its excitement. It radiated joy, oblivious to Amila's now bloody state, and with more confidence of its limbs, started bounding through the crowd.
It was free!
Freeeeee!
Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
The green was surprisingly quick on its feet, and while it seemed oblivious to where its wings were flailing around it, right now it was clear the baby just wanted to run. It would not hesitate to bowl any Candidates that were not quick enough to get out of its away over -- not out of spite, but it just didn't know any better.
It was free, and its siblings needed to be free, too, to enjoy such fun!
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The little green Fool continued tearing around the Hatching Sands. It's eyes were vibrant and blue, and the joy that surrounded it was true. It bugled as it streaked past her golden mother and bronze father, but every step it took seemed to give it more confidence in it movements than the one before.
While some of its siblings might be shaky on their limbs, it was obvious The Fool was not one of them.
Ah, but overconfidence would be her doom, and as she crowed her joy at her parents, the sand gave way and the poor thing went into yet another tumble. Though she was surprised, and landed in a heap before The Wheel of Fortune, the green didn't seem hurt, and hardly missed a beat.
Her eyes whirled faster and she seemed to tilt her head, one way, than the other, as if thinking. Oh, oh, oh, she knew how to help!
With another happy bugle, this time crawled to her feet, and heaved with all her little baby might. The egg shifted... and began to roll, with its little sister happily pushing it (albeit slowly) along.
Look, she was helping! What fun, yes?
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The Fool was surprised when her sister broke shell, and almost jumped back in alarm. Thankfully, her green sister seemed to be all right, and in one piece. Giving a happy warble, the green nuzzled the Wheel of Fortune before sprinting along.
There was so much energy in the green, she didn't want to stop, or slow down.
In her joyous nature, she first ran up to The Sun Egg and started digging at its mound. That bored her in about two seconds, though it did mean the egg toppled sideways.
Then, the Fool rushed over to the Candidates. She immediately made a bee-line to Goran, Ichta, and Nadry, her wings spread, but her eyes bright blue. Was her person here among this group? She kicked up sand and even took a leap at Goran. This one looked big and strong and tough... but maybe not so fun.
Though her wings and tail whipped around her, she veered out of the way, and bolted right past Mallan and Amila and Timor, trumpeting as she passed.
Where was hers?
When she got to Rhey the green gave a shriek that was almost a laugh and attempted to pounce right on the boy and would do so, if he didn't otherwise get out of her way. Who was this? Who was he? Was she hers? . . . . Nah. With an impish whip of her tail, she turned around, and bounded right over to The Devil Egg instead. She did bowl over any slow moving Candidates in her excitement, but like Amila, didn't seem to think twice about it or the damage her baby claws could do.
Now this looked like fun. Once again, the green resumed her happy digging, oblivious to the whirlwind in her wake.
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Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig-- Crack.
The little green had all but dug a hole, and the large Devil Egg tipped into it, and a very obvious crack appeared along the egg shell. This seemed to appease the green dragon, who quickly pushed itself out of its little hole and trotted back towards the Candidates.
The Fool's pace was starting to slow, and her blue eyes were starting to tinge with the red of hunger. Satisfied at the holes she built, she started moving among the Can
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Just as Rham stood up, he would find himself thrown down into the Sands again. It was less violent than the Emperor, but surprising all the same. A heavy weight stepped upon him, though the creature did at least try to avoid hurting him with her claws.
But it is the most perfect day, Mine, now that your Lemath is here! The voice was happy, amused, and Rham would be overwhelmed with unending love, fondness, and mischievous feelings. The Fool had found her Candidate, after all. You are the best decision I could ever make. You're not hurt, are you? We've too many adventures to go on to be hurt!
The green reached down to nuzzle at the boys face, her eyes a whirling rainbow of color as Impression was made. She knew that he was covered in sand, and a bit ragged from the days events. Furthermore, she was ignoring her bickering siblings, because really, there was nothing more important than Rham.
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Before he could take a step in the direction of the group, he was thrown back into the Sands. He couldn't even get to his elbows before he felt something step on him and he let a noise that was more of a loud, sharp inhale. He was going to feel this till the morning. Maybe longer.
Rham couldn't even get on his elbows before something stepped on him and weighed him down. He let out a grunt as air rushed out and his eyes finally opened. He was met with a face full of dragon that was talking to only him now. She told him her name, and he tilted his head. Lemath.
“No I'm not hurt,” he managed to get out before those eyes started whirling with all those colors. He felt everything just slip into place, like everything he'd been missing was right here. His hands reached out to cup the side of Lemath's face and he had the biggest grin on his own.
Lots of adventures, eh? Rham could get behind that idea.
Good! The dragonet responded, reading his thoughts and then nudged him up after getting off of him. She nudged his chest and stomach. Come, R'am! I need some food. I'm so very hungry from running around all day! Come, come!
