Name: Alrik (A'rik)

Dragon if any: IMPRESSED BROWN BICATH at EVEREST WEYR

ALRIK AND JUVON have IMPRESSED!

Gender/Age: male, 19

Rank/Craft: Journeyman Harper (storyteller), Apprentice Smithcrafter (buildings), Candidate

Location: Alabaster Craft Hall, born in High Reaches

Relatives/Family: none present, mother a dragon rider/harper who has several mates in both camps

Physical Description: 6'4", 210, barrel chested and imposing, but rarely uses his body to overbear someone. Fair skin, light brown hair that curls incessantly when too long, and grows faster than anyone else's in the hall. Light brown eyes that are small and very perceptive. Has a cute smile. Uses his voice like a harper without having to sing, as he tells his stories with only the barest musical accompanyment if any at all. Wears comfortable woven clothing, and can handle being out in colder weather than most due to his upbringing.

Emotional/Mental Description: very quiet, but has a flair for telling stories. He is shy, particularly around women or groups of loud strangers. Among his friends, however, he is endlessly entertaining and shows great promise with his fields. He likes dwelling on details, and rarely forgets.

Skills: as a harper, but without much of the instrument making. He concentrated on literacy and reading, writing and math. He can illustrate but is better at describing scenes than drawing them, except for making buildings and architechture, he will design alongside Sametem if she chooses, and perhaps build things for her. He is strong but often gets out of heavy work by virtue of his harper status. Should he impress, he will devote all the time necessary to his dragon and fighting Thread, but also then write and tell stories about it later.

History: born in High Reaches, and used to the cold temperatures there. His mother was a dragon rider, and often had flings with other men, so he didn't much know his father save as a series of letters. He came to Alabaster alone, after traveling, and was let into their Harper hall without any problem or pretext, at the age of 11. He attained journeyman status at age 13, and added his Smithcraft soon after but hasn't had much time to practice it due to the Thread fall.

Notes and Special Information: he is hopelessly enfatuated with Daverin, but since she's quite occupied with other people and things, he doesn't stand a chance with her.

Pets/Hobbies/Posessions: has no pets, but loves to visit other people's. Looks out for fire lizard eggs, and should he find them he will certainly use them to his advantage. Has many drawings and hides with sketches on them, but also has a recording device created after a visit to Aivas showed off some theories he'd been wondering about. In this way, he might be able to speak into it and record, rather than having to write down everything.

In the form of many small notes, Alrik jots down a bunch of scenes and hands them off to Juvon. With a broad grin, Juvon proceeds to illuminate the text. "Perfect," Alrik says, holding up the final product. "As always," Juvon replies. A knock at their weyr alerts both, and Alrik shrugs, gets up and answers. "There are some people down in the courtyard, they're looking for likely Candidates for a place called Everest Weyr." The small drudge shrinks even more in comparison to the two huge men in the weyr. "And Lord Engell has requested that everyone participate." "Of course," Juvon says, "if we get dragons from all over Pern our own Alabaster will be the best." "If we all Impress," Alrik says, quietly as he usually is. Boistrous as he normally is, Juvon slaps his friend on the back and laughs. "We'll find out, won't we? I know I'll ride some dragon -- I want to see the WORLD!" Alrik walks out of the weyr with his friend, and says, "You want to see what will happen if you spit from a dragon's back, Juvon, you can't fool all of them..." ((continued on Juvon's Page!))

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