M'yar - Adoptable
Persona Sheet
PERSONA INFORMATION
Name: Minyar
Pronounciation: MIN-yar
Nickname: N/A
Honorific: M'yar (muh-YAR)
Birthdate: 06.04.2505
Current Age: 38
Gender: male
Rank: Searchrider
Birthplace: Cibryen Hold
Current Location: Cibryen Weyr
Mother/Father:
Yayah, 57, mother, holdwife, Cibryen area
Tarmin, 63, father, farmer, Cibryen area
Siblings:
Yari, 36, F, JM beastcrafter, Cibryen Hold
Mayin, 33, F, holdwife, Cibryen area
Nahyat, 29, M, farmer, Cibryen area
T'may, 25, M, brownrider, Cibryen Weyr
Children: Saemin, 15, F, apprentice Farmcrafter, Nerat
Significant others: Saereta, 35, F, LC worker, Cibryen Weyr (Saemin's mother)
PERSONA DESCRIPTION
Height/Weight: 5'10"/160lb
Physical Description: M'yar is rarely the tallest man in a room, and while his medium frame is as strong as that of any dragonrider, he's not the most physically impressive man, either. He is mostly bald, only a fringe of straight dark hair remains on the back and sides of his head, and he keeps that cut short. His face is friendly over all, when he smiles, although he usually doesn't. Lines furrow his brow over slightly tilted brown eyes, and his long face is accentuated by lines from the sides of his nose to the corners of his mouth. As if to mock the lack of hair on top of his head, M'yar's eyebrows are very thick.
His skin tone is fairly light, although he tans a little in summer after repeated burns. A few freckles and moles dot his skin, although not many.
Style of dress: Like many riders, M'yar prefers plain, functional clothes. Frivolity has no place in a dragonrider's life. His Gather clothes are usually very similar to his riding leathers, adjusted to the climate.
Habits/Hobbies: If you asked him, M'yar would say he didn't have any hobbies. When he's not in drills or on Search or looking after his dragon, he is fixing his straps or repairing his leathers or even darning his socks - always something to do with his duties as a rider.
As far as habits go, M'yar tends to rub the back of his head and neck when uncomfortable, or dry-wash his hands. Some people have jokingly claimed that he used to rub the top of his head, and that's why there's no hair there anymore. Additionally, M'yar cannot let a conversation go past without hammering home some point about the duties of dragonriders and how important they are to Pern, especially when speaking to a non-rider, and doubly especially when speaking to people young enough to Impress.
Pets: None
Sexual Orientation: Predominantly heterosexual
Personality: M'yar is 100% dedicated to Pern and his life as a dragonrider. Duty is everything to him, and his duty, that of a dragonrider, supersedes the duties of everyone else, in his opinion. Dragonriders are the line between life on Pern proceeding as normal, and chaos, destruction and death via thread. It is his rock-solid conviction that every dragonrider is more important than any Lord Hold or Craftmaster, although he's not so arrogant as to treat others with no respect. He knows everyone on Pern has their place, and they can't all be dragonriders. Holders and Crafters are important - dragonriders are just more important.
In keeping with that, he knows dragonriding to be the highest goal anyone can aspire to, and he believes it should be the first goal of everyone. To be Searched is an enormous honour, and to refuse that Search is the very worst sort of outrage. Nothing fills M'yar with disgust and fury like some uppity kid thinking he's too good to save Pern from Thread. When he Searches someone, M'yar fully expects them to accept on the spot, with as much zeal as he himself did.
One thing that enrages him almost as much as kids refusing Search, is a rider behaving in a way M'yar considers to be unbecoming to the saviours of Pern. This includes (but is not limited to) disrespect of superiors, any sloppiness at all in drills or Threadfall, indulging in frivolity, violence, drunkenness, giving riders a bad image at Holds, etc.
M'yar is blind to differences in gender, preference, and skin colour - his world is divided into riders and non-riders.
Himself, M'yar always try to behave in a manner befitting his rank as a dragonrider. He is polite and respectful to others, unless he feels they need to learn something about duty - his or theirs. He can be outspoken in educating someone - anyone - on that point.
He recognises the need to relax after Threadfall, and he will enjoy a few drinks with his wingmates at any time except the day before Fall. Many people find him to be dull company though; he won't talk a huge amount, but when he does open his mouth, it's easy to guess what will come out.
Background/history:
Minyar was born to a farmer and his wife, who lived in a small cothold in the territory of Cibryen Hold. Tarmin hadn't been to the Farmercraft Hall for official training, but he learned the ways of the land from his parents, and they from theirs.
As the eldest child, and the first son, Minyar was expected to learn the land too, and from a young age he joined one or another of his parents as they did their daily tasks. There weren't any other children in the cothold, although a Harper came around every so often and made sure that Minyar (and later his siblings) knew their letters and the teaching ballads. Tarmin and his wife were particularly vocal in their praise of dragonmen and dragonkind, and together with the Harper's songs, Minyar was instilled with a deep and abiding respect for dragonriders and their beasts.
Like any boy obsessed with dragons, M'yar stopped to look at them on the rare occasions they appeared overhead. His parents had to reprimand him for stopping his work and staring at them for as long as they were in sight.
A serious youth, Minyar made a few friends among the people that visited the cothold now and then, and others when he visited other holdings and Gathers, but he was never the life of the party, and a lot of people got sick of him reminding them of their duties. It was almost a relief to some of them when he was Searched at the age of 15. To Minyar, it was the best he could have hoped for.
When he arrived at Cibryen Weyr in 2520, the Ninth Pass was expected to begin the following turn, and the Weyr was abuzz with activity and preparation. And a few doubting voices that said thread was gone forever, but even they had to admit it was better to be safe than sorry. Unknown to Minyar, those doubting voices were stronger in the larger Holds, although not at his family's place.
The Weyr was as magnificent as Minyar always expected it to be, and he repelled more than one rider (or reduced them to laughter) with his excessively reverent attitude towards them. He soon learned that he couldn't greet every rider he met as if it was the greatest honour of his life, and just as soon he learned that riders were only human. It was something of a disappointment for Minyar to realise exactly how human most of them were, and shocking to see how poorly some of them behaved. This wasn't what dragonriding was all about!
Another shock were the candidate classes. Surely fighting thread couldn't be as dangerous as they said it was - a lot of riders seemed to think it would be easy. Of course, they didn't know any more about the reality of thread at that stage than Minyar himself did.
And as for those lectures about sex... well. Part of him was fascinated, and a smaller part had vague thoughts that it wasn't proper... but he was willing to wait and see how that aspect of his life panned out.
Minyar kept standing for every clutch at Cibryen, and the first Fall of the Ninth Pass fell, proving that the Harpers were right, and dragons were indeed the most important beings on Pern, along with the people who rode them. It also proved that thread was every bit as deadly as the records said, and that fighting it was every bit as dangerous. The atmosphere in the Weyr after that first Fall was something Minyar never forgot. He firmed his resolve against the fear that everyone felt - the highest duty on Pern was to flame thread from the skies, and anyone who let fear stop them from fulfilling that duty was not worthy to be protected. He, Minyar, was worthy of a dragon, and worthy to fight thread.
A few months later, he was proven correct, at least in part. He Impressed a small blue dragonet, and became a dragonrider. The duty he had felt his whole life was set in stone, now. He was overjoyed, of course, as any new weyrling was. But M'yar didn't gloat about his achievement (or luck) - a dragonrider shouldn't do things like that.
He got through weyrling training with that same sort of stolid determination, and a zeal that sometimes worried the weyrlingmaster, although he had more important things to worry about than whether one bluerider in his class was a little too enthusiastic. The hardest thing for M'yar was the no-sex rule... he hadn't taken the Weyrlingmaster's advice to "find" someone before he had Impressed, and now he was picking up far too much from those greenflights, through Faroth. It was difficult to keep himself and his dragonet calm and undercontrol, but Pern depended on dragonmen to keep themselves under control, so M'yar managed it.
Still, it was a tremendous relief when Faroth chased a green for the first time. He didn't win, but M'yar took full advantage of the situation, and spent several blissful hours with a flight follower. The remaining months of his weyrling hood were even more difficult, however, and he was caught once or twice with a willing lower caverns girl, before he had graduated. Despite the fact that Faroth was mature now and not damaged by the experience, the rules were the rules, and M'yar accepted his punishments with good grace.
M'yar's first threadfall was another experience that redoubled his committment to Pern, and determination to fulfill his duty to the best of his ability. Seeing the damage it could do, feeling that pain himself... killing thread was the only thing that mattered. Lords could mismanage their Holds, Craftmasters could hoard their secrets, none of it meant anything if thread got through the wings and destroyed life on Pern. And if there were no dragon and riders, then there was no Pern. The Weyrs ARE Pern.
Discovering that Faroth could Search was another honour, another duty he was determined to perform well. M'yar is proud about the number of boys and girls Faroth has Searched, and of the numbers of those who have Impressed. And he made sure each and every one of them knew where their obligations lay, and what the only honourable thing to do was. He still does.
When he was 23, a lower caverns worker called Saereta told M'yar that she was pregnant with his child. Very well, he had another duty, although it was one best performed by keeping Pern free of thread. M'yar knew he had no time to be a proper father, but he made a point of seeing Saereta and her daughter every sevenday or so, and tried to instill his strong values in Saemin, as his daughter was called. He thought she was a good enough kid, but she chose to leave the Weyr and apprentice at the Farmcraft Hall in Nerat. M'yar was disappointed with her choice, and told her so, but she had as much determination as her father, and pointed out that there was no point in dragons flaming thread if no one grew food in the ground they protected. M'yar couldn't help but be a little proud of her, despite her spurning the Weyr.
On 8.17.2543, Faroth caught green Verseth in a mating flight. Vari was not impressed with M'yar's blase attitude when she was disappointed that F'der hadn't won.
DRAGON INFORMATION
Name: Faroth
Color: blue
Weyr/Age Impressed: Cibryen/16
Date Hatched/Sire/Dam: 10.15.2521/Xianith/Kriyeth
Size/Wingspan: 27ft long, 40.5ft wingspan
Physical Description: Faroth is a compactly built dragon, proportioned for agility and speed. His hide is mostly an ultramarine shade, mottled with a lighter navy in patches that fade in and out smoothly. His neck and tail ridges are lighter still. There are scores on his neck, flanks and wingsails. He is an agile dragon, but any dragon who flies thread for as long as he has will have plenty of scars.
Personality: Like any dragon, Faroth is dedicated to flaming thread, just as much so as his rider. He, too, thinks that no one should reject any Search, least of all his own. Faroth does have a greater sense of fun than his rider, however, and often reminds his rider than life can't be ALL duty and no play.
CRAFTER INFORMATION
Craft: informal Farmcraft
Specialty: N/A
Rank: N/A
Turns in craft: until he was Searched at 15
Date/Age Apprenticed:
Date/Age Journeyman:
Date/Age Master:
Studied under:
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People mentioned in Background:
Tarmin, father, 63, Cibryen area
Saemin, daughter, 15, Farmcraft Hall, Nerat
Saereta, LC worker, 35, Cibryen Weyr
Vari, greenrider, 17, Cibryen Weyr
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