Post by talysia on Jul 17, 2008 14:36:35 GMT -8
Name- Gerlow
Age- 14
Gender- Male
Rank- Apprentice Fellarian
Description- Gerlow is a quiet boy, with large feet, who is a tad on the short side now, but likely to go into his grow spurt soon. If the size of his feet is any indication, he will be tall indeed. His straight brown hair has a tint of red in it and hangs past his shoulders, which suits him fine. Many a mother has tried to make him cut it but one way or another, it has remained long. Perhaps part of the reason for his long hair is that it draws attention from his white eyes. He is partially blind, and can see a few shapes and colors but not many. He has great trouble distinguishing between dragons and flits but this problem carries blessings as well. Though his sight is lacking, his senses of smell and hearing are extraordinary. With felines, this helps him distinguish the animals from each other and often read different emotions. He has aura of honesty, one that is well given, as he never lies. He tends to see in what he thinks of as "colors" such as like a dragon's eyes show emotion but his colors are more acute and often mixed in a tangled knot of tints and hues.
Personality- Gerlow never lies, but is never one to hide back in the shadows because of his disadvantage. He loves felines with all of his heart and he never really understood normal people. He was never well liked and is used to working on his own because of being labeled by others as a loner, or perhaps simple minded. He also has a great tendency towards quiet, having realized early on that though his hearing my been better than many as a side effect of his sight, useless chatter makes one miss things going on around you.
History- Gerlow was a fosterling in many holds along the White Sands Island Chains. His interactions with animals and little contact with people unnerved many holders and they sent him along after a while to be fostered elsewhere. One time, when he'd been at Tryna, Gerlow had met a girl. She was drudge, and not exactly your brightest mind, but none the less they had struck up a friendship. Her name had been Fiva, and though she was simple minded, she knew enough to hold a conversation and be hurt by the other's teasings. You could say that she'd been one of the smarter drudges. They'd felt the same way with the cruel looks and had helped each other with their work. but yet again, Gerlow was moved. Eventually one old Auntie from a hold where they had little time to distinguish him from the others, said that if he where to live with animals, he should do it professionally. She had meant it as an insult but her words eventually reached the Headwoman and Gerlow was sent to the Beastcrafter Hall.
Pets- None, yet, but will eventually have a feline (or more, hopefully)
Age- 14
Gender- Male
Rank- Apprentice Fellarian
Description- Gerlow is a quiet boy, with large feet, who is a tad on the short side now, but likely to go into his grow spurt soon. If the size of his feet is any indication, he will be tall indeed. His straight brown hair has a tint of red in it and hangs past his shoulders, which suits him fine. Many a mother has tried to make him cut it but one way or another, it has remained long. Perhaps part of the reason for his long hair is that it draws attention from his white eyes. He is partially blind, and can see a few shapes and colors but not many. He has great trouble distinguishing between dragons and flits but this problem carries blessings as well. Though his sight is lacking, his senses of smell and hearing are extraordinary. With felines, this helps him distinguish the animals from each other and often read different emotions. He has aura of honesty, one that is well given, as he never lies. He tends to see in what he thinks of as "colors" such as like a dragon's eyes show emotion but his colors are more acute and often mixed in a tangled knot of tints and hues.
Personality- Gerlow never lies, but is never one to hide back in the shadows because of his disadvantage. He loves felines with all of his heart and he never really understood normal people. He was never well liked and is used to working on his own because of being labeled by others as a loner, or perhaps simple minded. He also has a great tendency towards quiet, having realized early on that though his hearing my been better than many as a side effect of his sight, useless chatter makes one miss things going on around you.
History- Gerlow was a fosterling in many holds along the White Sands Island Chains. His interactions with animals and little contact with people unnerved many holders and they sent him along after a while to be fostered elsewhere. One time, when he'd been at Tryna, Gerlow had met a girl. She was drudge, and not exactly your brightest mind, but none the less they had struck up a friendship. Her name had been Fiva, and though she was simple minded, she knew enough to hold a conversation and be hurt by the other's teasings. You could say that she'd been one of the smarter drudges. They'd felt the same way with the cruel looks and had helped each other with their work. but yet again, Gerlow was moved. Eventually one old Auntie from a hold where they had little time to distinguish him from the others, said that if he where to live with animals, he should do it professionally. She had meant it as an insult but her words eventually reached the Headwoman and Gerlow was sent to the Beastcrafter Hall.
Pets- None, yet, but will eventually have a feline (or more, hopefully)
Thanks Rascal!