Isla Weyr, formerly New Dark Moon

Name Jensel (J'sel)
Gender Male, gay
Age 10 @ search, currently 15
Height 5'11", very vertical though not towering
Build Quite skinny, he could certainly use some wherry sammiches in him
Skin Well tanned, though lighter than his mother, even and without freckles or moles, but he does have minor scratches and small scars from numerous tumbles as well as the little bitty claws of his flitter clinging to him.
Hair Richly black, soft and curly, kept short but it looks stylish even when he's not paying attention to it: which is probably why people think he's as attractive as he is; only Retela knows what it feels like to run his fingers through it, though!
Eyes As black as his hair, not even tinted in any way, just outright as black as can be, often look amused to a degree, hardly harsh or angry.
Origin Dragonhope Weyr
Status Rider Born
Family Blue riding mother Jemoe and brown rider father D'sel, though they did eventually marry, they also had to foster Jensel thanks to the onset of Threadfall; no other siblings; mother's mother was a wanderer who settled in the cothold where Retela lived and perished in the same incident that killed many others.
Literacy Though he can read and write, it's with a little difficulty; he avoids having to speak from a script, having to think about the words he's seeing before they make sense to him.
Focus Jensel enjoys his work when he's interested in the subject matter, for instance locating a specific person among a group to send messages to, or learning about riding tactics.
Values He gives and takes without thinking of consequences of either, and it's the only place he might disagree with Retela - he believes that sharing is important to impart to the weyrbrats. Life is hard enough up here in the frozen North, to have something fun taken away thanks to a grabby playmate.
Skills

Most often practiced: gopher and message-delivery - uses blue flitter Myxi to hunt down message recipients. He has an exceptional memory for faces while walking through the Weyr, but the flip side of that is that he really doesn't like being looked at himself...

He does hang out with the Beast crafters on occasion, helping them with the smaller animals, though not with killing or cleaning them. He'd rather help gather hens and chicks into a coop, and does so with Myxi's aid.

Other skills: because he's lean and lithe, and relies more on speed than bulk, whenever anyone in the cothold would become abusive toward him ("you're so pretty like a little girl!" as if that's an insult?) he can say he was able to ... dissuade them from continuing with a couple expert kicks, and even flipped one menace over his shoulder!

Knacks

Picks up tunes as easily as any Harper, but has never had interest in learning how to play an instrument or sing fully, and can't really be bothered to learn all that dusty history.

The way he's trained his flitter was almost instinctive, he and Myxi are a great team. He can easily tell whether someone's flit is angry, sad, hungry, or distressed - even when its owner cannot.

Likes

Feels extremely strongly in favor of being a dragonrider like his parents, even though they are often put through very dangerous Threadfall. He is a rider in blood and mind, and no one doubts that he will make a good rider when he does finally Impress.

He is fond of his clothing, or more accurately, how he can look good in virtually any style. Like his 'casually messy' hair, he can throw on virtually anything and still never be scolded for being inappropriate.

Dislikes

While not really 'rude' so much as a little careless with his words, if he's in a mood it doesn't matter if you're a weyrbrat or a decorated veteran rider - stay out of his way and out of his hair

Very strong dislike: Islands. He got lost on one trip to an island just off the coast, and very nearly eaten by wildlife (to hear him say it - it wasn't nearly that dangerous). Still though, he doesn't care for them. If it was a big island, sure, but the little ones are just traps!

Passionately hates: Deep water and crashing waves, for very much the same reason as islands above, Jensel tried to escape that island only to be crushed and nearly drowned by the waves. It wasn't a riptide, but he could easily have died - unlike the 'attack' (from an... angry nanny goat) in the middle of that island.

Fears While he does like looking good and not being yelled at, he does not like being at the center of action or large groups. He likes having at least arms length space in a dining hall, though it's not really a proper 'fear'. He is not 'fearless', but there's nothing about Thread or even falling from heights that gets him shaking.
Goals Whenever there are flitter eggs being passed around, he likes to be on hand to train young kids to handle them. It's no wonder that the beast crafters want him on hand for some events. He has a steady tone and understands how to teach, which is good - though sometimes he might get a bit snippy if a student isn't paying attention or screws up badly.
Searched At the age of 10 by his mother's blue dragon, in a subsequent visit to the cothold he was fostered in. Ironically it was a year after Retela was Searched by the same dragon.
Dragon  
Hatched Isla Weyr
Clutch 31
Pet

Blue Myxi (from New Dark Moon)

A healthy and vital child, with lungs that could rattle the walls with his wailing. Because both of his parents are riders, however, he was sent to a cothold for fostering down below Dragonhope Weyr. He was never the first to be picked for physical activities, but also really never in the thick of things for harpers or even entertainers. He spent a lot of time helping his foster parents and grandmother doing odd jobs, but when he found a flitter nest they knew his focus should be on training or at least working with them.

His flitter was too young to really be of much help when the ground shook that one fateful evening, but he did shriek and wake up the boy in time to bolt out of their home. His grandmother was not so lucky, but at least the bulk of his best friend Retela's family got out. Several of them were set up with Jensel's foster family, but both boys by that time were Searched, and thus taken up to the Weyr proper to start learning more about dragons.

As he had grown, and particularly after his Search, getting into his teenage years, it was very clear that his friendship with Retela was destined to be more than merely 'buddies'. They make a very good team, and are not afraid to show affection toward one another, nor do they hesitate to defend one another from bullies.

He does have a strong interest in learning how to deal with dragon injuries, and though Jensel isn't exactly squeamish it remains to be seen whether he'd make a good dragonhealer. They stood together on the sands at one green's hatching at Dragonhope, but neither Impressed. Both however knew that there would be more: Threadfall was coming in earnest in the upcoming years, and there would be need for more and more clutches. If not gold queens, even the greens would be valuable in those times.

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Three more greens moved through the crowd, warbling in a manner that was both lonely and hopeful. Jensel had shifted slightly nervously on the hot sands and was about to go try to ‘catch' one of the hatchlings' attention, but when he took one step forward and locked eyes with green Morilarth he stopped dead in his tracks; then grinned. He ran the last few feet from the now ecstatic dragonet and locked her in a big hug.

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Name Morilarth
Gender female
Species Pernese, 1/4 Alskyrian
Color(s) green
Size Class green
Nexus Size medium
Length 41'5"
Height 6'6"
Personality Traits livley, mature
Clutching Chance 1%
Abilities
  • telepathy: can speak using his/her mind only
  • teleportation: can travel to a different location instantly
  • telekinesis: can move objects with their mind
  • assisted fire breath: can breath fire after digesting firestone
Genetic Code XgWdF XgWdF Rr Bb Ccx TT ii Kk pp Oo1 Ss R/R A1A UU Hh MM
Genetic Class green