Character by soulhuntertaikoubou, dragon by Muffin(mostly)
Name: K'ren, formerly Kethren
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Rank:Bluerider
Appearance: Kethren has a beautiful youthful face. Upon closer inspection, one realizes that the young man has two different colored eyes, a trait that makes his face unforgettable. His hair is dark and tends to stick up behind his ears as well as towards his crown. His skin is darker than most, although he doesn't have a dark tan like many who live in southern. His build is soft, lacking any muscle definition. At the same time, he isn't heavy-set. His proportions in his arms and legs are longer than average and he measures in at about 6'1.
Kethren enjoys wearing bright colors along with light neutral tones. He rarely wears brown or black, favoring gray trousers to anything else. He only own ones pair of boots (and sandals for his standing), which are heavily worn, and seem to have been repaired several times over.
Personality:He's a bright and friendly youth who is surrounded in an air of mystery. The mystery part is rather unfounded, as once someone gets to know him they realize he is open minded and a delight to be around. Mostly, he attributes his air to his eyes, which are strangely mismatched.
Kethren is quick to anger and even quicker to hold grudges. He dislikes being lied to and will NEVER trust that person again, or associate with them again. He has a strong set of morals and tends to be rather antagonistic towards people he doesn't like. If someone fails to make a good first impression, he tends to ignore them from that moment onward. It is hard to change his opinions of a particular person or subject, though that can work in or against someone's favor.
He was raised to respect his elders and teachers, so he takes instructions without complain. From his peers however, it is impossible to boss him into doing anything, unless it is for his own benefit or agrees with his morals.
He is flirty in nature and enjoys making women blush.
History: Kethren was born in Crom hold. His mother was a soft spoken woman with soft blue eyes like the ocean and hair like wheat. His father was a green-eyed, dark haired tailor, with a hearty laugh and a friendly disposition. Their first child was rough and strong like their father, a rambunctious little girl. Kethren was born next. The surprising color of his eyes startled both their parents and his grandmother was so alarmed she demanded that the child be sent out to sea, that there was something horribly wrong with it. Both of his parents were enamored with their child's strange features and refused to do away with the baby. From there one, three more boys and another girl followed Kethren, but none of them were born with the miss-matched eyes like their first born son. He became a sight to behold, his bright and cheerful personality winning over many of his fellow holders.
At 12, he started learning skills from his father. He greatly enjoyed working with leather, making shoes and boots for his siblings and himself. He also learned how to make tunics and how to fix tears in his pants. It made things easier for his mother, who often couldn't find the time to fix all the holes the children put in their clothing. Kethren became very close with his mother during this time, as they would stay up late talking and putting patches in the tears.
Search riders came several times to Crom, but it wasn't until he was fourteen that he was searched and brought to Telgar. After failing to impress on his first standing, he immediately picked up his things and disappeared home. It was then that the plague broke out in Telgard, and Kethren was stuck in Crom, regretting his decision to leave when they might have needed him. After the quarantine was lifted, he quickly returned to Telgar and reclaimed his status as a candidate.
Impression (Muffin's Writing): The blue moved past the green and other blue quickly. He wanted to find his and find them fast. He tried to take in the entire group at once but didn't see his. He stopped before her reached the candidates and looked at them all. Where was his? He knew his was here. He could feel him, but he couldn't see him. He was sure he had looked at each section in turn, not in order but he had looked. His was there wasn't he? He had to be? Why wouldn't he be?!
Calming himself the blue decided to look again more methodically. Turning his head to the candidates her slowly looks across the group, pinning every face in search of his. It was then that his spotted the youth. Apparently thinking. The blue huffed, he should be only thinking of me and that I am here. The blue thought bluntly, but none the less he had found his. Unable to stay mad for long the blue let out a happy sound that sounded almost like a whistle. Lowering his head he darted into the candidates, elegantly swerving between legs and around candidates that didn't seem to know whether they were going one way or the other. He reached the boy and came up beside him. He flooded the boys mind before saying anything. Mine. My K'ren. K'ren's Veskylith has found him and will never leave him. The blue said quietly as it stood beside K'ren and looked up at him with so much love in his eyes.
Pet(s): NONE
Other: NONE
Dragon: Veskylith
Age: 1-ish
Color: Blue
Appearance: Disturbed Clarity
This blue may not be the biggest, or the strongest, the fastest, the most maneuverable, but that does not make him any less spectacular. He is quick in a different way, he is smart. He seems to take on information on very easily.
He was born with a grace he will carry throughout his life. Even after his somewhat sudden exit from his egg it was apparent. He had risen fluidly, and moved with the grace of a dragon long out of the shell. He can make the most sudden and clumsy turn seem as though he had planned it long ago. Whether on land, in air or in water he makes every action appear fluid.
Personality: Veskylith is extremely intelligent. He is indifferent to people and other dragons, but this may be attributed to his youth. As he grows older however, it is likely that he may actually start paying attention to the green dragons he will eventually pursue. He finds firelizards to be extremely annoying and tends to growl at them if they wander into his personal space.
He is well-spoken and polite, though he really only makes contact with his own rider. He doesn't seem to realize when he's being made fun of, and replies bluntly to jokes and insults.
He is best described as a wet-blanket and a fun-killer.
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