Description
A bit over six feet, and slightly muscular. His hair is a dark auburn and is left down to frame his face. His hair hangs down in his face, allowed to obscure his eyes at times. Speaking of his eyes, they are a strange combination of blue and green, like a midnight ocean. Those eyes seem to contain a wisdom beyond his years…a wisdom that has dulled the light of youth and love of life in his eyes.
His face is actually quite strong-featured for someone his age. There's an odd hardness to his expression, one that should only be on the face of a man twice his age. He has an aristocratic nose, and thin, strong lips that are rarely decorated by a smile.
There are also a few scars on that face, faded to silvery lines. There's a horizontal one across the bridge of his nose, one that slashes vertically over the left side of his bottom lip, and a diagonal one across his right cheekbone. There's also a scar that slices in an almost horizontal line across the bridge of his nose. This one looks newer than the rest; it has not yet faded from the russet-brown line of a new injury.
He wears a sleeveless high-necked black shirt, a pair of loose dark green pants, and a pair of heavy brown boots. The shirt is quite snug, fitting like a second skin. Upon the breast of that shirt is a badge that signifies him as a member of the Ocean Sapphire wing. The shirt rides a little high on his waist, leaving a tiny bit of skin visible. It also leaves visible his arms, upon which there's a roadmap of old scars. And yet upon his left shoulder, there is a newer scar that looks like it was made by a stabbing blade. It is the same color as the scar across the bridge of his nose.
By contrast, the dark green pants he wears are loose and baggy, and have a number of pockets along the length of the legs. The boots have large, thick soles upon them, easily enough to protect his feet, and are laced tightly with black laces. Worn upon his right shoulder is the knot of an Istan rider — a single loop in Ista's colors looped under his arm. A blue string with two knots is woven in that loop.
History
The son of Two Harpers, Aradir grew up a relatively normal child. His parents had great plans for him, that he would join the ranks of the Harpers alongside them. But he had other ideas. He had no interest whatsoever in the arts of the Harper. Aradir grew up with a fascination for the inner workings of clocks. He was forever taking apart clocks, putting them back together, fixing them when something minor went wrong with them. His mother, Dirae, was relatively fine with it (though she did not like it, but she respected his decision). His father Aranard however, was livid. Never mind the fact that poor Aradir never could carry a tune even if it had a handle, was about as charming as a brick, had messy handwriting, and not very good at telling stories. Aranard thought it could be coaxed out of him - surely it was hereditary! But Aradir would have none of it. At the age of thirteen, Aradir and his father had a huge argument. The upshot of it was that Aradir packed his things and left. And where did he go? Why, Smithcraft Hall of course. He wanted to be a clockmaker.
Family
| Name | Relation | Location | Position |
|---|---|---|---|
| Dirae | Mother | Harper Hall | Harper |
| Aranard | Father | Harper Hall | Harper |
Firelizards
Pansy Violet Blue Aloysius
A deep violet smothers this blue's blunt muzzle, the color meandering along his broad set jaw, vertical streaks of blackish blue highlighting his large eyes. A shocking egg yolk yellow covers his small and thick headknobs, the small vivid yellow painting his tiny neckridges and short forked tail. The rest of his stout body is awash in a pale periwinkle, veins of the darker color rising up from his stubby legs ending in black claws. His wings are in stark contrast with the rest of his build, the ivory sails give off a more refined feel than the rest of his body as they flow away from his trunk, capped in ivory talons.
Royal Hairless Green Oihana
One thing is obvious about all firelizards: it is the fact that they have hide instead of hair. This little green is no exception; though the powdery white streaks that run down the top of her head — between widespread long headknobs — and tickle along the top over her mossy long snout might look otherwise. Her body is thin, lean, and elegant with a small symmetrical frame that is nearly all a uniform shady forest green, darkening even more in the thin quivering wings of hers. The filament-looking thin ivory stripes repeat themselves mid-way down each dainty leg and covers the whip-thin tail down to a very snowy tip.
Green Sunzite
Dragon
Over the Top Blue Zeituth
This medium sized blue is a physical representation of a textbook dragon. His lean musculature over a pristine bone structure makes for a form to be envied by any dragon. Gentle ridges lead down his back to a thin whip-like tail. His snout is perfectly molded, tapering in with a strong jaw line. He has big eyes seated under faintly drawn eyeridges. The majority of this dragon's hide has been coated in a pleasant sky blue. A long gray stripe runs from tip of the tail to a sharp point down his snout. This ashen spine falls into gray tiger stripes down the blue's body. Thin lines of silver accentuate the stripes, giving them a rocky appearance. Similar markings dress the wrists and ankles of the blue, becoming thicker and darker as they near soot colored claws. The broad wings of this beast maintain a softer blue underneath, while the tops are coated in a slaty pewter.
