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Name: Ziriaso
Formerly: Z'iaso
Gender: Male
Age: 19 Turns
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Rank: Ex Green Weyrling

Appearance: Z'iaso is almost to the 'normal' range for his age. He stands at, roughly, 5'2". A mild tan dusts his skin, though with all this work he's been through with Starth, it's started to come back. A chop of light brown hair hangs to his shoulders in thin, choppy layers. However, it makes the green in his hazel eyes really seem to pop.

However, Z'iaso has a bit of an effeminate build--small shoulders, slightly curved hips, extremely thin. He appears to have a great lack in any muscle build, though it's just lean muscle. He can't help it.
Personality: Z'iaso is a kind, yet bubbly sort of guy. He's overly friendly and upbeat, much like Starth. He will usually be the one to start up a conversation, wanting more friends all the time. However, you need to establish a boundary with him--and quickly. Overly affectionate, and quite clingy, you ought to tell him right off if your not one for that. Not to say he'll bounce from bed to bed, but be assured if your a close friend, that you'll get a hug at least once a day, maybe more. Z'iaso seems to have no anger, always staying cool, calm and happy even when someone's in his face.
History: Z'iaso was born as Ziriaso to a pair of caring parents in a vineyard in the Benden area. He's the youngest of four older brothers, who all seem like copies of one another. They are all working men, who have never had any interest in their father's trade.
When Z'iaso was growing up, it became more prominent that he would have the less defining features of his brothers. His mother doted over him, as he was her youngest baby and the most fragile. His father? Wanted almost nothing to do with him.

It wasn't until Z'iaso was about ten, did his father start actually noticing him. The small child would follow him around the vineyard, seemingly curious about the interesting trade of making wine. From then on, his father paid much more attention to his dainty son, and took him in as his apprentice. From then on, Z'iaso grew into the position as his father's apprentice. He enjoyed his work immensely, singly lightly as he did so. Life was good.

Sometime after his 18th turn day, he was named as a journeyman vintner. For the joyous occasion, his father had traded a good amount of wine for a fire lizard egg. From it's shell hatched a medium brown, a pale tan n color speckled with a darker variation over his body. Z'iaso loved his little flitter, affectionately naming him Kulu.

Nearly to his 19th turn, a search rider had touched down at the small vineyard. From there--out of all his "dragon-rider perfect" siblings and other children, he was searched out of the large crowd. With all the heart-felt goodbyes(and awkwardness at seeing his brothers AND father cry), Z'iaso was bound a-dragon back to Telgar Weyr.

Several sevendays later, he was standing upon the blazing hot sands like all the other candidates. It was one word: chaos. In the midst of it all, a small, dainty green had emerged from her shell, and Z'iaso was lovestruck. She was... different. She stood out amongst the others, at least to him. However, she was bullied around the sands by her siblings. With a defiant screech, she named hers Z'iaso, and begged for his help. The newly named green weyrling jumped to her aid, blocking her from any other hatchlings as he helped her off.
Pet(s): Brown firelizard, Kulu
Other: None

DECEASED
Dragon: Starth
Age: 6 Months
Color: Green
Appearance: Starth is a smaller green, though that doesn't usually stop her at all. She's got a very meek build--sleek and slim that almost can rival serpentine with barely any muscle on her. While that helps with agility, it hinders her greatly with stamina. The predominant marking on this sleek green is the deep, forest green six-pointed star that runs off and tapers on her head, legs and tail. Beneath her 'star' is a pale, washed out green. Her wing membrane is an extremely bright green; as is her claws and tail tip.
She has a few scars across her neck and shoulders, even a few on her legs and tail from being battered around on hatching day. However, they have faded with time, and are becoming nearly invisible.
Personality: Starth is a bright, cheery sort of dragon. She has no problem appearing in anyone's face, and asking them how their day is going. She loves to strike up new conversations, and meet as many new people as she possibly can. While Starth can have her reserved moments, they are few and far between. Overall, she's a very affectionate dragon who never seems to have a bad day.
Other: None