Persona Profile: Saralorn

Writer: Nicole

Name: Saralorn
Age: 30
Birthday: m1 d24
Rank: Candidate
Location: River Bluff Weyr
Craft: Beastcrafter
Craft Rank: Junior Journeyman
Speciality: Runners

Physical Description of Persona:
Black haired and green eyed, Saralorn has a wild appearance that matches his personality. His hair comes just down to his shoulders when it isn't tied back, which would be a rarity. He often forgets to shave and has a gruff mini-beard most of the time until either the itching bothers him or someone gets on him to shave it.
He's muscled in appearance: turns of wrestling runners does that to a person. Saralorn stands at about 6' and weighs in at around 180 pounds.

Emotional Description of Persona:
Saralorn is a hopeless smart-alick. He has a witty retort for everything it seems, and his often tactless sense of humor offends the more sensitive folk quite easily. He doesn't mean to come off as rude, that's just how he takes life. In Saralon's opinion, if you can't laugh at yourself, what can you do?
In the same line, he's stubborn. His goals in life are chased feverently, and he lets nothing stand in his way.

History of Persona:
Saralorn was born on a quiet beasthold just outside of Garnet Valley. He loved runners from the day he was born and picked up his family's trade quite readily.
As time went on, it seemed like reality kept dashing Saralorn's hopes. The growth spurts he went through as a teenager revealed he was going to be far too big to be a jockey. So, he took up the medical care of runners instead.
At the age of 18, while trying to break in a new stallion, the horse slammed him quite hard into the fence. So hard, in fact, that it broke his hip and his leg in two places. The healer told him there was a chance he might never walk again. He was back on his feet in just under a turn. He still aches there and has a limp when it rains. It might not have kept him down, but it sure broken him of breaking horses. While a rash character, that event knocked a bit of sense into him about his limitations. He doesn't want to risk /really/ not being able to walk.
He was thrilled about being Searched, thinking this might be his last shot for greatness. His family was less than pleased that he so quickly dropped his craft, but honored that their son was deemed worthy of such a thing. Saralorn, himself, is filled with fears that, being almost too old to Stand, this might be another dream shot down.

Family and Friends
Saredon, 52, Beastholder (Father)
Laurdea, 44, Wife (Mother)
Aseda, 25, Herder (Sister)
Maldern, 66, Master Beastcrafter (Master/Teacher)

Pets

Brick, Blue Firelizard: aged 12, hatched m6 d4
Amply named, Brick is as dumb as one. Yes, this little firelizard, while pretty, is about as brainless as they get. He has an extremely short attention span, and it's hard to keep him focused on you for more than one complete sentence. He can take messages and follow basic orders, but don't be upset if you find him somewhere sharing a meatroll with someone because he's /completely/ forgotten or if you have to repeat yourself several times. Poor Brick can't help it.
As far as colors go, he's gorgeous. Imagine a deep sapphire with lighting bolts and blotches of azure and cerulean. He looks a lot, truth be told, like a nice piece of Lapis Lazuli. Lapis might have been his name if his intelligence, or lack thereof, was not such a strong trait for him.

Approved: January 21st 2006
Last updated: January 24th 2006

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