Perzin

Name of Persona: Perzin
Age of Persona: 29
Residence: Silver Ridge Weyrhold
Craft: Jr. Journeyman Woodsmith
Pets: canine Fen

Description of Persona: Perzin wears his black tresses in a mass of well-coifed spikes. His face is tanned a deep brown shade as is the rest of his 5'11" frame. Startlingly bright blue eyes peer out from under eyebrows that curve sharply in a distinctly V-shaped arch. Thin, pale lips quirk just beneath a nose that's just a touch too small for this broad, handsome face. Perzin sports a silver earing in each ear. He dresses in well-fitting leathers, generally choosing to outfit himself in black pants and white shirts that nicely accentuate his muscled frame. When his left upper arm and shoulder are exposed, a dramatic tatoo becomes visible - a black and white etching of a roaring dragon that wraps up from tail tip at his elbow, curls around his arm and archs over the shoulder blade to end with open maw perched just over his collarbone.

Perzin is something of a rogue and will unabashedly revel in his wild side. Dutiful at crafting, all rules are thrown off once he's finished work for the day. He's a terrible flirt and is rumoured to have slept with every interested man in his old Hall, as well as more than a few women. He can drink almost any man under the table and is a fiend when it comes to dragonpoker, eager to strip anyone of money...and possibly more.

Brief History of Persona: Perzin claims to have been born during a particularly nasty Fall in a cave somewhere in High Reaches. He also claims to have laughed when he first locked eyes on the menace. This remains the only knowledge of his arrival on Pern, sketchy though it may be. What is known to be true is that Perzin, at only ten turns and ignorant of any living relative he may have had, showed up at the door of the Master Woodsmith and begged to be apprenticed. The boy was allowed to stay but was not formally taken on until his thirteenth birthingday. Perzin learned quickly and delighted in his craft, advancing rapidly. He reached journeyman by the age of twenty-one.

The woodsmith found himself morally bound-in by his northern home, a fact that rankled him more as he aged and fully accepted his sexual leanings. It was not until he turned twenty-nine, however, that he became fully aware of a small southern Weyrhold that was always in need of hard working crafters. Seizing such an opportunity, Perzin soon found himself heading south by boat, a Senior Journeyman with papers in hand and a hunger to see new things. With his faithful canine Fen in tow, he's eager to settle in at Silver Ridge and see what the southern continent has to offer.

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