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| Gender | Male |
| Birthplace | Southern Weyr |
| Current Home | Ista Weyr |
| Rank | Weyrling |
| Dragon | Bronze Kevraith |
Description
Veherin's features are sharp and angular - dominated by a prominent, square jawline and a hawk-like nose. His eyes - a light blue - soften his features somewhat, offset by a healthy looking tan. Just under six foot, he is build is muscular and fit, he moves with the ease of a person given to natural athleticism, overriding any awkwardness of youth. Any airs to neatness are ruined by his hair, which can best be described as a scruffy mess, blond spikes angling in all directions. A guess would place him somewhere in his late teens.
He is dressed in a simple outfit in deference to the heat - tan slacks, white linen shirt and a pair of sandals. A beltpouch and knife complete his outfit. He's normally carrying a bow slung over his back.
History
Veherin grew up in the Southern continent at Southern Weyr - son of greenrider Rina and bronzerider H'ven of Benden. He received little parental involvement or guidance - brought up largely by the Weyr, the boy felt little attachment to his place of birth. As he grew, Veherin showed a marked preference to spend time away from the Weyr and too-prying-eyes of its inhabitants, preferring to roam with the hunting parties. He developed a strong talent for use of the bow, and the spear to a lesser degree - becoming one of the Weyr's regular hunters.
While he would be loathe to admit it, Veherin felt more hopeful than most when he was Searched by blue Ferenth. It was only when he was left standing at the end of the hatching that he truly became aware of the awkwardness of his failure to Impress. In the months after his resolve hardened, and he made the decision to take a ship north. He's spent some time at Ista Hold assisting with the hunting and fishing, and has recently arrived at Ista Weyr.
Family
| Name | Relation | Location | Position |
|---|---|---|---|
| Rina | Mother | Southern Weyr | Greenrider |
| H'ven | Father | Fort Weyr | Bronzerider |
He also has multitudes of half brothers and half sisters scattered across Pern - if you're interested in being a relative let me know!
Dragon
Cavaliering Rapscallion Bronze Kevraith
Rarely does this dragon deign to descend from the lofty heights of his stature, lean muscle and viciously-angled skeletal structure depicting his inner arrogance and refinement at a glance. He glimmers with a myriad of dark colors, much akin to an oversized vein of blackened chalcopyrite. A slim muzzle slopes back towards his headknobs at a precarious angle, neck and back ridges imperiously carved over the ages by frigid northern winds. His wings are long and streamlined, but narrow, aileron notched high in the second 'sail. Their umbral depths are built for speed and maneuverability, trailing edges licked with hellfire that's surely spawned from the morbid portion of his shell. Gritty vermilion rust clings tight to his long-fingered paws, burning an acidic pattern up the backs of his forelegs and across a taut, concaved stomach. Brash streaks of charcoal lend a wicked curve to both his mouth and his tail, the ashy color likewise limning his eyes to round out this bronze's overall air of complete and utter contemptuousness.
