Name: H'sau (Henesau)
Age: 27
Nameday: 3549.06.28
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Weyr: High Reaches Weyr
Rider Rank: Wingrider
Previous Rank/Craft: N/A
Physical Description: H'sau doesn't hulk in any sense other than the occasional weight of his expression. At 5'8" or thereabout, he doesn't tower or stick out. He is very fit, a little heavier than a runner's build and more like a fighter. His hair is dark brown and curly, just long enough to tangle a hrush. His eyes are narrow and likewise dark, brown. He is clean-shaven enough that it's possible he just can't grow a beared. When he smiles, he had dimples.
Personality: H'sau is a determined, dedicated young man. To his dragon. To his duties. As a white rider at High Reaches Weyr, he is all too aware of his standing -- or lack of it -- in this place. Wanting to give no reason for anyone to further dismiss him or his value, he works doubly hard to make certain he makes no mistakes. This doesn't mean he's a perfectionist. He simply refuses to let himself make excuses or fail to take advantage of every opportunity to prove himself.
He does have a temper and can handle himself in a fight if need be, but he keeps his temper tightly controlled and he hasn't *started* a fight since his Weyrling days. He's not the sort to share his opinion in public, at least not often, and some have said they heard his teeth creaking from clenching them when he's been forced to listen to some traditionalist or other hold forth on white dragons, but that might just have been their imaginations. Maybe.
He is highly competitive, and oddly enough, a good competition seems to brighten his mood. Whether it's him alone, Mereketh displaying his skills, or the two of them together, the chance to compete fairly lifts a weight off H'sau's shoulders, win or lose.
And fairness is extremely important to him. If he's going to speak at length in mixed company, it's probably got sometthing to do with fairness and equality. While he's learned to hold his tongue most of the time, that is one topic area where he apparently has no filter or control.
And given the opportunity to do so without being singled out, he will always side with those who buck oppressive tradition. There are a handful of like-minded riders in the Weyr that he calls friend. In their company, he lets his guard down and has even been known to tell a joke or two.
Positive Trait List dedicated, determined, dutiful
Negative Trait List stubborn, bitter, reactionary
b]History: Henesau grew up in Ruatha Hold, the son of a weaver, the result of a brief affair with a brownrider he met once or twice, but never knew as a father figure, just a friend. His mother chose not to pursue a relationship and instead raised her son alone, happily and with no anger or regrets.
As a result, he was raised to believe that anything was possible, and that for the most part, if you put your mind to it, any one could become anything.
So he dabbled and he explored, listening to and watching the crafters and artists who lived around him, but he never fully committed to any craft in specific. Instead, when he was Searched while on a visit to a Gather with his mother, he told her that this, instead, was what he'd been waiting for, and he eagerly agreed to go back to High Reaches and stand.
Naive of him? Perhaps. Who knew what would happen? He was full of optimism and hope and dreams of exciting adventures that he'd one day go home and share with his mother.
When Mereketh failed to break his shell, Henesau answered his cries for help without thinking. He stepped forward, almost ready to beat the shell open himself, before the clutch sire intervened, rumbling a warning to hold the boy at bay as he tore open the shell with more care than a claw that size should have managed. The dragonet inside, weak though he was, was embarrassed and angry and lashed out at the nearest boy, slashing across Henesau's shoulder, a wound the rider wears almost proudly as a scar.
Because in his mind, the price of pain was worth the reward of a dragon's voice in his mind and a frantic apology from the little white that introduced them and began their lives together.
H'sau had been as prepared as any Candidate for a new lifemate, but was completely caught off guard by the disdain and outright disgust he experienced in the days and months and Turns that followed. To be dismissed, discouraged and discounted at many times quickly turned his optimism into anger and filed his determination to be deemed worthy into a very fine point.
Particularly now that Thread has returned and all dragons are needed, regardless of the color of their hide.
b]Other:
DRAGON
Name: Mereketh
Age: 9
Color: White (Male)
Size: 15'
Physical Description: There is nothing particularly outstanding about this dragon. He is perhaps a little sharper in some angles than some of his kin might be, but he is of average length, average build. His hide is exceptioally supple, should you be able to get close enough to touch.
Personality: Mereketh is the Little Dragon That Could.
He may be small in size, but he is large in hearts and in will to prove himself up to any challenge. In that, he is absolutely a match to his rider plus a little more. This is not a dragon who enjoys lounging or wasting time when he could be doing work. As a matter of fact, it is a struggle to get him to actually rest on rest days, and unless commanded to end a task, he will continue whatever he has been asked to do, sometimes long beyond the time he should have stopped. Left to his own choices, Mereketh would work himself to the point of exhaustion or sickness.
He is highly suspicious of new acquaintances and slow to trust even those he has known for a while. He is most comfortable in the company of other white dragons, but there are a few, mainly those who are most friendly with his rider, that he has learned to tolerate.
Dragon Art or Proof of Obtainment: Mereketh
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