V'dor
Persona: V'dor
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Rank: Brown Rider of Scriptath and Apprentice Weaver
Residence: Ierne Island Weyr
Birthplace: High Reaches WeaverCraft Hall
Father's Name: Valin             
Mother's Name: Ladora                

Physical Description: V'dor is what one would call intriguing. His brown eyes are    deeply set and nearly hidden beneth full eyebrows. His skin is a light, nut brown, marred only by the occational freckle. He smiles crookedly, which looks line a smirk to those who don't know him. He will try to run his fingers through his hair, and realize the curly, black hair is no longer long. After 10 turns of having it short it still catches him off guard. His hair is basiclly a frizzy mess in the humidity, so he had to crop it off when he transfered to Southern Weyr.                  

Personality: V'dor is a serious character. Seriously wierd! He was always playing jokes on his sister, friends, and the wayward hold/craft resident. He was smothered in love as nearly all of his extended family lived at the crafthall. The weavers all loved Vador and Lavora, as they were the only twins in the hall. He is ten years younger than his brother, and hence got a lot of spoiling.  He has mellowed a bit since impressing Scriptath. Whether through maturity or being a dragonrider one is free to guess. Scriptath loves to play games with the greens, teasing them to their limits, so it was a very good match.  

Life Story: V'dor was born to parents who loved life. Every chance they got, his parents packed his sister and him up for a trek to the unknown. Vador and Lavora are the youngest children in a family of four. Their two older siblings, having been born much earlier, seemed like a seperate family. Their mother had a hard time carrying to term, so was suprized both by their delivery as by the fact there were two children. V'dor was born at High Reaches three turns after his family moved there from Southern boll.  

     V'dor and his sister were never seperated for a moment while growing up. They slept  in the same bed for ten Turns (because of the cold and the lack of space) and then they shared the same room seperated by a curtin until they were both searched by High Reaches Weyr. They stood on the sands together, but only Vador impressed.   Lavora stayed at the weyr not wanting to leave V'dor and impressed a small green the following year.  V'dor transfered to Southern Weyr after a major fight with his sister several years later and only began to talk to her after the birth of her first child. Lavora transfered to Southern six months later. They have both transfered to Ierne Island Weyr, taking weyrs that are next to each other.
      

   
V'dor recently impressed a small green firelizard, and his life has not been the same.  Now he spends even more time oiling and bathing dragonic hide.  About a month after impressing the little Green, on TurnsEnd in fact, he went to visit his old weyrmate, Zara, and he arrived just in time to witness the birth of their child.  A wonderful little boy they named Zaydor.   Zara not wanting to foster the child out for as long as she could put it off decided to move to Ierne Island Weyr to be with V'dor. 
 
    

Dragon's Name: Scriptath                
Dragon's Colour: Brown                
Dragon's Age: 18                
Sire/Dam: transfer                
Rider's Age at Impression: 14                 

Physical Dragon: Scripthat is a medium sized brown. He is uniform in color on most of his body. His wing tips, eyeridges, and legs are a shade or two lighter. He has a thread score on his left wing from his weyrling days. Since then the two have had several close calls, but never get scored enough to scar. 

Dragon's Personality: Scriptath is a little more on the serious side than V'dor. He is usually the one to "frown" on a prank, but Scrip has been known to tease the greens in his wing. Scrip loves to swim and is always looking for an excuse to get  into the water.

Pets Name: Green
Pets Type: Firelizard
Pets color: Green

Pets Discription and personality:  Green is usually not far from V'dor, Scriptath, or the new baby Zaydor.  She is still young, but acts like a nervous mother over the small baby.  She loves to pose for tapestries and loves to have her belly scratched. 

Green is just that,
green.  Her color doesn't change much except on her hind-legs where a dark patchs of forest green are visible.  She is a pale green, a kind of pistachio color.  She looks as if she will not get much bigger, currently she fits quite comfortably in the crook of V'dors arm.
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