Name/Alias:Caryn
Email Address: [email protected]
Age: 23
Other clubs you are a part of: TriStar, Sigran, Koude, Delandri
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Persona Info:
Name:Bredano
Pronunciation:Breh-DAN-oh
Nickname: N/A
Age: 19
Gender: M
Rank: Candidate/senior apprentice harper
Birth Place:Telgar Hold
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Family:Mother, Abrana, Journeyman beastcrafter
>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Father, Bardirn, Journeyman tanner
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Older brother Rasan, Journeyman healer
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Older brother Oldor, Journeyman tanner
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Older sister Marzel, Journeyman weaver
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Younger sister Avren, Apprentice beastcrafter

Physical Description: Bredano is pretty average; the kind of person one would see in a crowd and forget two minutes later. Of average height; he's solid without being fat, but not particularly muscular either. He's got sandy brown hair that has a tendency to flop into his eyes unless it's kept after and cut short. His eyes are his one striking feature; a deep mossy green. Their beauty is slightly offset by the faded scar running from above the corner of his right eye to his ear; the remnant of a canine attack when he was young.

Personality: Bredano quickly gained a reputation for cleverness among his fellow candidates, and he encourages the perception whenever possible. Much of his identity rests in the fact that he's generally the smartest and most knowledgeable of her peers, and discovering a subject he knows little about will send his nose into the books for sevendays. People should beware before starting an argument with Bredano- he'll play devil's advocate with relish, and knows a little too much for their own good. He is very competitive and will accept no less than the best from himself. This is usually a good thing, as it produces superior work, but it also means that he can get easily frustrated and quit if he feels that he isn't doing well enough.

Bredano knows he can be too hard on himself, which is why he likes to hang out with friends with a more laid-back attitude. When they can get him to relax, Bredano has a witty sense of humor and laughs with little provocation- a fact that's gotten him in trouble with his Candidatemaster no few times.

Habits:He learned some origami while at the Hall, and he folds a paper crane for every hatching he’s stood at. If he Impresses, he'll hang them in his weyr someday.

Hobbies:Bredano likes to write songs.

History: Bredano is a crafter child of crafter parents, with a few dragonriders scattered here and there throughout his family tree. His uncle D'maro was the rider of his parents' generation, and several of his siblings dreamed of riding as well. Not him, though. Dragonriders couldn't study a craft, they had to drop everything to fight Thread- to a scholarly child like Bredano, that was entirely unacceptable.

There was no question what he was doing to do with his life, and the only thing that remained was to decide which craft he wanted to learn. To Bredano, knowledge was power, and there was no one on Pern better placed to get either one. So the harpercraft it was, and if he wasn't the sweetest singer, he certainly showed a knack for archival work and lyric crafting.

Bredano was well on his way to walking the tables when Fort dragons stopped by the Hall. He'd been through a few Searchings before, and though the dragon hesitated, never been chosen. Not expecting any difference that time around, Bredano wasn't paying as much attention as he should have been. Consequently, when the overly-eager green shoved her muzzle in his direction, the startled harper ended up on his butt in the dirt. It didn't help when her rider informed him that he'd been Searched, either. But he knew his duty and his parents were thrilled, so it was off to Fort Weyr that he went.

After a Turn of standing, Bredano figured that he'd done his duty to Fort for Searching him, and requested a transfer closer to home, at Telgar Weyr. He only stood for two clutches before illness hit the barracks, brought by candidates from Northern Barrier's territory. While the laws-abiding harper side of him exulted in the irony, he found it hard to enjoy it for long. Bredano and most of the other candidates became seriously ill. The barracks was quarantined, and seven boys died.

Bredano's own fever broke and he slowly recovered. But between the White Kiss ordeal and his anger at Weyrwoman Kabibe-if the greedy cow had kept to her own territory, seven of his friends would still be alive!- he didn’t want to stay at Telgar anymore. While he was pondering whether to go back to Fort or just leave entirely, Kabibe had gotten in hot water for her presumptive Searches and demanded replacement candidates to offer Northern Barrier to forgive her mistakes. Bredano was one of five candidates who’d been cleared as completely recovered by then; his best friend was going, and if he didn't go, some other poor sap would have to. He tried to keep an open mind as the group headed off to Northern Barrier, but after Telgar, he doesn't hold out much hope.

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Craft Rank: Senior Journeyman
Craft Specialty: archivist
Turns in Craft: 5 1/2
Master(s) studied under: masters at Fort's Hall

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Is your persona a candidate:Y
Color Preference: bronze, brown
Desired Honorific:B'dano
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