Th'mer & Blue Ezeth

Name: Th'mer (Thenmer)
Race: Pernese Human
Rank: Tanner Apprentice/Weyrling
Gender: Male
Age: 24, 16 at Impression
Family: Parents are Holders, six siblings

Build: Tall, average build
Hair: Dark brown, messy, to nape of neck
Skin: Tanned
Eyes: Green

Appearance: Thenmer's tall, and only slightly gangly now that he's finished growing. His skin is usually tanned, and his dark brown hair is nearly always a mess, though being cut short helps a bit to keep it from being a nuisance. His large eyes are a very bright, pretty green, capable of wooing more than one girl.
Personality: Friendly and outgoing, he's very cheerful and always has a smile on his face, no matter what he's doing. He likes to talk a lot and make jokes; though he can get on people's nerves, he is also excellant at cheering people up when they're down. He's not very mature for his age and tries to shirk his work whenever possible; this is something that has not improved over time.
Past: Born in a small hold with six older siblings, Thenmer had a very boring childhood, being almost the only child near his age. As a result, he tended to act out and generally make a terror of himself. Eventually, his parents shipped him off to the first Crafthall that would take him; thus, he became a tanner apprentice. He wasn't exactly thrilled with the craft and didn't really make an effort to learn anything, even though he was pretty popular with his fellow apprentices. Once the dragons came on Search, he did everything he could to be noticed. It worked; whether or not he'll actually manage to Impress is another matter...

Pets: Two green fire lizards, Ven and Galla; one blue fire lizard, Seetch
From: Tiynarea Weyr, Tripaldi Weyr
Bond: Blue Ezeth
From: Dark Moon Weyrhold

Though heartily bored with the Tannercraft, it wasn't until a friend of his, Tiseren, got Searched that Thenmer decided he wanted to be a candidate. Unfortunately, he had been away from the Hall when the Searchriders came--dragged away to visit relatives, in fact, and he still cursed his luck. As it turned out, he would get to be a candidate anyway.
A few days after a runner brought news from Tiseren (T'ser now, with blue Siganth), the Searchriders came again; there was already another clutch on the sands. Thenmer had no reservations about acting like an idiot in order to grab the Searchriders' attention, but it worked, though he admitted it may have had more to do with getting him to shut up rather than him having significant talent with dragons. But whatever it took to be at the Hatching...
He did meet up with T'ser again at the Weyr, and met his hatchling, Siganth, but the new rider was far too busy caring for the dragon to spare much time for friends. That was okay, however, because Thenmer was outgoing enough to make new friends wherever he went. And it was one of these that showed him the beach that was the fire lizards' favorite spot for clutches.
He managed to get three of the eggs before they were all snatched up, though being inexperienced with dragonkin, he didn't pay any attention to which ones he grabbed and let the larger ones go to other people.
By the time his eggs were ready to hatch, he had read up on fire lizards and was ready and waiting with plenty of fresh meat. The first egg cracked, revealing a tiny, green nose, nostrils flaring at they inhaled for the first time. Thenmer watched as the rest of the flitter crawled its way out of the shell, and immediately shoved a scrap of meat at it, almost too large to fit into the hatchling's maw. Somehow, though, the green fire lizard managed to swallow it and was soon begging for more.
Thenmer tried to feed more meat to the green, but the other two eggs were hatching now as well. The largest egg (though it was only slightly bigger than the others) split open and a bright blue fire lizard opened its mouth and screeched. At the same time, the third egg developed a rather sizable hole, though the hatchling inside was not yet visible.
Thenmer tried to throw pieces of meat to the blue while still shoveling food for the green, so he was a little grateful for the break. By the time the first-hatched green had settled down to sleep, the third egg had hatched, and a dainty, dark green flitter was trying to steal her brother's food. The blue hissed at her irritably and arched his wings between her and his food, and Thenmer took the oppurtunity to grab the second green's attention and shove some food into her mouth.
It was a trial to keep them all fed and satisfied, but Thenmer was rather proud of his three fire lizards. In time, he decided that the first-hatched green would be Ven, and the darker green would be Galla. The blue hatchling liked the sound of Seetch, and Thenmer could hardly argue with that.

It was a good thing that Eweth's clutch began to hatch while Thenmer's fire lizards were still asleep. They had just finished yet another large meal and nothing short of an earthshake would wake them at this point. So Thenmer had little concern for them and happily raced the other candidates to the sands. He would later insist that he got there first, no matter the others said, but in the end it didn't really matter. The dragons chose who they chose.
And they did choose, again and again, and it wasn't Thenmer. He was slightly disappointed that he missed the hatching of the bronze, watching a squabble between a blue and a green, but he wasn't giving up yet. There were still plenty of unhatched eggs left.
The eggs quickly dimished down to three though, a blue and two greens. While the first green moved delicately among the female candidates looking for her rider, the blue did not hesitate. His new untested limbs made his walk look clumsy, but Thenmer knew it was supposed to be a self-confident swagger, and thought to himself, It may not look like much now, but he'll get the hang of it.
The hatchling snorted, as if in indignation, and nipped at Thenmer's robe. I am not clumsy! And besides...your robes look sillier, Ezeth protested, pullling at the white cloth again to make his point.
Thenmer laughed, knowing he'd Impressed, and gave his dragon a grin. "Stop it, Ezeth. They're unraveling as it is!" As an afterthought, he added in his head, They're not really mine anyway...
Whatever, Ezeth replied with what Thenmer swore was a mischeivous grin. They still look silly, he said, not wanting to concede the point.
Thenmer--or Th'mer, rather--rolled his eyes and changed the subject to something he knew would distract the dragon.
"Come on, Ezeth, why don't we get some food?"
Yes! That will even make up for you thinking me clumsy. Hurry up. Th'mer laughed again, and raced after his dragon out of the hatching sands.

Name: Ezeth
Species: Pernese Dragon
Gender: Male
Color: Blue
Size:
Genetic Code: XgwDF Y RR Bb Hh LL UU C1C2 T1T2 OO (ss N1N3) M1M1
Parents: Gold Eweth x Bronze Eketh
Abilities: Telepathy, Teleportation, Assissted Firebreath
Personality: A particular confident and carefree individual, Ezeth is capable of taking care of himself, for the most part, and has lots of friends, but his best friend and partner is and always will be Th'mer. He has a particularly good memory when it comes to jokes and pranks, though he has little interest or knowledge in other things. The one exception is, of course, mating flights! He and Th'mer both love the flight and what comes after, and this blue will never be tied down to one mate, any more than his rider. To his Wingleaders' surprise, despite Ezeth's immature behavior the rest of the time, in Threadfall practice, he always follows orders and behaves himself.
Bond: Th'mer