Post by HG on Jul 1, 2011 7:11:30 GMT -5
What would you like to be called OOC?HG or Kate
Recruited by: N/A
Email: katgod5@yahoo.com
Character
Name: Zerik
Age: 32 (update 7/712, Turn 1262)
Gender: male
Rank: Holdless Member
Sexual Orientation heterosexual
Family:
Zerlan (father, 59)
Naikana (mother, 57)
Siblings:
Nairla (36, f) Holdless
Zean (30, m) Holdless Died in the attack on Haven Weyr
Naizerla (27, f) Holdless
Erlan (25,m) Holdless Died in the attack on Haven Weyr
Zeaikan (23, m) Holdless
No children
Appearance:
((Face Claim:Michael Fassbender))
Light brown to dark brown hair depending on the season as it gets darker when there is more rain. Zerik has blue eyes which are intense almost as if they can see into your soul. His gaze is focused adn can be unnerving if one looks back into it too long. Because of working and living outside his skin which started off the usual pale of the dragonrider kin gradually tanned so that it is permanently a light tan color.
Zerik would not consider himself abnormally tall at about 6’2” but he is muscular which adds to this. His athletic build allows him to fight well with and without weapons and to be quick on his feet. All the fighting and practicing he has done over the turns has left him with several noticeble scars on his hands that look like defensive wounds. He has a large scar on his right thigh that has only just finished healing from the onslaught of Haven Weyr.
Generally Zerik wears working boots, fitted but not tight brown pants and an off white loose tunic (or no shirt at all in some cases). when going for a raid he wears a hide made vest on top of his shirt to keep it from billowing out while he is fighting. He tends to end up needing new clothes more often than some because he seems to always be getting things torn apart.
Personality:
There are people who were born to be pawns in the game of life and people who were born to be leaders. Zerik is neither but sits somewhere in the middle. While not one to give orders he is also not someone who blindly does what he is told. Not that he ever really questions Riverton’s decisions but he certainly is not one of the many peons under Riverton whom have no real encounters with the man. Every so often Zerik gets to lead raids, which is something he is quite proud of.
He enjoys bloodshed in a way that is almost psychotic. He lives for killing people really and it is not surprising that this need to fight has gotten him placed in some key positions during his career with the Holdless. He is also a bit of a loner when not around his family. He doesn't much care for idle chatter as his mind is almost always on the next big fight. The only things he wants out of life are glory and freedom.
The most important part of him is his ability to fight. He is a strong, well-built man whom excels at weaponry skills. He has mastered the sword, the axe and the even knives, though the larger weapons seem more suited to him. The best part about watching him fight is the way he moves. He fights fluidly as if dancing. He has been trained in the arts of weaponry since he was a small boy. His father’s family had all been Guards for Haven Weyr up until they deserted.
Hobbies/Skills: He is skilled with weapons of varying sizes but he prefers an axe or a strong broad sword. He excels at hand to hand combat as well.
Pets:None
History:
Zerik was born at the Weyr to parents who were quite tired of being the dirt dragonriders walked on. His mother was a laundress and his father a Guard. Even as a young boy he spent time with his father training. For the purpose of becoming a Guard but things soon changed for them. His mother was disgruntled already though that was not enough to make them leave their home. It was a Turn later when they found themselves in a position where leaving was better than staying.
His father, also a bit disgruntled with how they were being treated, found himself on the other side of a duel with a dragonrider who had used his sister most heinously and deserved punishment. When he won, killing the rider. Other men from the rider’s wing were outraged. So Zerik’s family left. Exiled from the Weyr but also happy to leave it. They were done being treated as lesser because they had no dragons. They were done seeing the women of the family used as sexual objects by men who seemed to only care about one thing. In fact they resented dragonriders so much that when they tried to make a home for themselves other people separated themselves from the family.
The way they spoke of dragonriders was unforgiveable to most cotholders. So when by chance they met Riverton about 12 Turns prior, it seemed only too clear they were ready to sacrifice to pay back those who would demean them. The protectors of Pern were a bunch of lying lascivious gluttons and they were ready to show them who really was in charge of the Southern Continent. The North got rid of them for a reason and now the South would be rid of them as well.
Zerik, who had spent a good majority of his childhood as a Weyrbrat knew the ins and outs of Haven Weyr as well as his brothers and perhaps even better than his father. He was strong willed, with a sharp enough wit that he could gain an advantage in a fight. Shortly after joining with Riverton it was clear Zerik had been trained for a purpose. Finally that purpose would be realized. His only reason for living was to avenge his family’s honor by killing those who would see them as dirt.
From the age of eighteen he began to start raiding with Riverton’s best. Zerik began to grow a name for himself among the Holdless. As he grew older he even began to train some of the young ones although he had to admit some of them were practically hopeless with weapons which was discouraging. There were some who took to weapons easily though and it was those people he focused more of his attention on. They were creating an army and he needed to make fighters who were capable of holding their own in a fight.
When he was twenty nine, he finally was given the chance to prove his mettle. He and his brothers led the Holdless to Haven Weyr. It was there that they found the Senior Queen and her rider. His brothers distracted the Gold long enough for him to kill her rider. Although he was the only one to make it out of the Weyr alive because the Queenrider’s death alerted many people who were coming their direction as fast as they could. Lucky for Zerik he knew his way around the home of his childhood and slipped out of the Weyr once his job had been completed. When he heard the sound of the dragons mourning the second Queen, he knew they had succeeded. Waiting for no one, he continued to the camp of the Holdless.
He was now one of their more well-known members and his family honored for killing the Senior Queen of Haven Weyr. He was sad that his brothers had to die for such a cause but at least they had died for something. With the Attack on Haven being a success, the next task was to assess and then invade Refuge. Unlike many other people, he did not fear the Dragon Shield. They would taste his blade soon.
Recruited by: N/A
Email: katgod5@yahoo.com
Character
Name: Zerik
Age: 32 (update 7/712, Turn 1262)
Gender: male
Rank: Holdless Member
Sexual Orientation heterosexual
Family:
Zerlan (father, 59)
Naikana (mother, 57)
Siblings:
Nairla (36, f) Holdless
Naizerla (27, f) Holdless
Zeaikan (23, m) Holdless
No children
Appearance:
((Face Claim:Michael Fassbender))
Light brown to dark brown hair depending on the season as it gets darker when there is more rain. Zerik has blue eyes which are intense almost as if they can see into your soul. His gaze is focused adn can be unnerving if one looks back into it too long. Because of working and living outside his skin which started off the usual pale of the dragonrider kin gradually tanned so that it is permanently a light tan color.
Zerik would not consider himself abnormally tall at about 6’2” but he is muscular which adds to this. His athletic build allows him to fight well with and without weapons and to be quick on his feet. All the fighting and practicing he has done over the turns has left him with several noticeble scars on his hands that look like defensive wounds. He has a large scar on his right thigh that has only just finished healing from the onslaught of Haven Weyr.
Generally Zerik wears working boots, fitted but not tight brown pants and an off white loose tunic (or no shirt at all in some cases). when going for a raid he wears a hide made vest on top of his shirt to keep it from billowing out while he is fighting. He tends to end up needing new clothes more often than some because he seems to always be getting things torn apart.
Personality:
There are people who were born to be pawns in the game of life and people who were born to be leaders. Zerik is neither but sits somewhere in the middle. While not one to give orders he is also not someone who blindly does what he is told. Not that he ever really questions Riverton’s decisions but he certainly is not one of the many peons under Riverton whom have no real encounters with the man. Every so often Zerik gets to lead raids, which is something he is quite proud of.
He enjoys bloodshed in a way that is almost psychotic. He lives for killing people really and it is not surprising that this need to fight has gotten him placed in some key positions during his career with the Holdless. He is also a bit of a loner when not around his family. He doesn't much care for idle chatter as his mind is almost always on the next big fight. The only things he wants out of life are glory and freedom.
The most important part of him is his ability to fight. He is a strong, well-built man whom excels at weaponry skills. He has mastered the sword, the axe and the even knives, though the larger weapons seem more suited to him. The best part about watching him fight is the way he moves. He fights fluidly as if dancing. He has been trained in the arts of weaponry since he was a small boy. His father’s family had all been Guards for Haven Weyr up until they deserted.
Hobbies/Skills: He is skilled with weapons of varying sizes but he prefers an axe or a strong broad sword. He excels at hand to hand combat as well.
Pets:None
History:
Zerik was born at the Weyr to parents who were quite tired of being the dirt dragonriders walked on. His mother was a laundress and his father a Guard. Even as a young boy he spent time with his father training. For the purpose of becoming a Guard but things soon changed for them. His mother was disgruntled already though that was not enough to make them leave their home. It was a Turn later when they found themselves in a position where leaving was better than staying.
His father, also a bit disgruntled with how they were being treated, found himself on the other side of a duel with a dragonrider who had used his sister most heinously and deserved punishment. When he won, killing the rider. Other men from the rider’s wing were outraged. So Zerik’s family left. Exiled from the Weyr but also happy to leave it. They were done being treated as lesser because they had no dragons. They were done seeing the women of the family used as sexual objects by men who seemed to only care about one thing. In fact they resented dragonriders so much that when they tried to make a home for themselves other people separated themselves from the family.
The way they spoke of dragonriders was unforgiveable to most cotholders. So when by chance they met Riverton about 12 Turns prior, it seemed only too clear they were ready to sacrifice to pay back those who would demean them. The protectors of Pern were a bunch of lying lascivious gluttons and they were ready to show them who really was in charge of the Southern Continent. The North got rid of them for a reason and now the South would be rid of them as well.
Zerik, who had spent a good majority of his childhood as a Weyrbrat knew the ins and outs of Haven Weyr as well as his brothers and perhaps even better than his father. He was strong willed, with a sharp enough wit that he could gain an advantage in a fight. Shortly after joining with Riverton it was clear Zerik had been trained for a purpose. Finally that purpose would be realized. His only reason for living was to avenge his family’s honor by killing those who would see them as dirt.
From the age of eighteen he began to start raiding with Riverton’s best. Zerik began to grow a name for himself among the Holdless. As he grew older he even began to train some of the young ones although he had to admit some of them were practically hopeless with weapons which was discouraging. There were some who took to weapons easily though and it was those people he focused more of his attention on. They were creating an army and he needed to make fighters who were capable of holding their own in a fight.
When he was twenty nine, he finally was given the chance to prove his mettle. He and his brothers led the Holdless to Haven Weyr. It was there that they found the Senior Queen and her rider. His brothers distracted the Gold long enough for him to kill her rider. Although he was the only one to make it out of the Weyr alive because the Queenrider’s death alerted many people who were coming their direction as fast as they could. Lucky for Zerik he knew his way around the home of his childhood and slipped out of the Weyr once his job had been completed. When he heard the sound of the dragons mourning the second Queen, he knew they had succeeded. Waiting for no one, he continued to the camp of the Holdless.
He was now one of their more well-known members and his family honored for killing the Senior Queen of Haven Weyr. He was sad that his brothers had to die for such a cause but at least they had died for something. With the Attack on Haven being a success, the next task was to assess and then invade Refuge. Unlike many other people, he did not fear the Dragon Shield. They would taste his blade soon.
