Name: Gared (G'ed)

Gender/Age: male, 23

Rank/Craft: Journeyman Harper (drummer), Candidate

Location: Alabaster Craft Hall

Relatives/Family: wife Syncha, no children

Dragon if any: IMPRESSED BROWN LORENTH AT JERDAN WEYR

Physical Description: 6'2", 180, muscular frame used to hard work, light skin, dark brown hair always cut very short flattop, small light brown eyes which require glasses. Gared likes wearing leather gear and hide pants, as they are durable and stylish as well (especially considering he gets them from Rami). He prefers black clothing over any other colors, and this suits his wife perfectly fine as well. His voice is strong, solid and he can sing with a good range.

Emotional/Mental Description: like his voice, strong and solid with a good range of duties, he realizes the importance of both drum heights and song, history and dragon riding. He is loyal even to a fault, to both his wife and to Alabaster. When the chips are down, or if he's been let down by someone, he tends to remember and keep a grudge, and can be known as a bit paranoid. In Alabaster, however, a touch of paranoia is a good thing.

Skills: drumming and Harper work, a studious worker and learns quickly. He also has a good skill learned from the healers of massage and is popular with the other inhabitants for it. He has heard that Aivas might offer a large historical account of mankind as well as dragon kind, and will in fact become a strong believer in western man's God once he has access to the files about it. He is strongly adept at making his own drums, as well as drumming on them.

History: Gared and Syncha met at a gather, in the Harper Hall. Since then they have been nearly inseperable. Both of them know that if he impresses a Bronze or Brown dragon, he may participate in mating flight activities, but they respect this feature of the world, and won't have a problem dealing with it. Gared became an apprentice harper when he was only 10, always having a fascination for music.

Notes and Special Information: is not in this for the money, so to speak. His interest in both drumming and dragons is purely for the sake of Pern.

Pets/Hobbies/Posessions: he and his wife have several cats, and a small homestead near the Hold. He has many small drums, instruments, and the like, as well as many different outfits like his wife does, for parties and work alike.

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Gared finished up his practice, and his wife looked at him with adoration in her huge eyes. "You get better every sevenday, my love." "I could still use some work," Gared said, smiling though. There was a clap at their weyr quarters, and as it was not so late in the evening that they might be disturbing someone's rest, both Syncha and Gared looked to the doorway with slight curiosity. With more surprise than anything else, they were met by their Lord Holders son, Karyle. The blond haired youth had a smile on his face about the size of the western desert. "There's a rider here," he said, excitedly. "And he says that he wants to see people for Jerdan Weyr, his dragon says there are people here..." "About candidacy?" Syncha asked, somewhat nervous. "Yeah!" Karyle said, almost bouncing. His energy wore off on the normally sedate couple, and soon all three had entered a wide gather area outside. There were dozens of people around, but only a couple of them were close to the brown rider and his huge dragon. "Amazing," Gared said, of the dragon. "I need to get a closer look," he commented to his wife, and she nearly grasped his arm. But then she watched as the dragon's nose went from way up, as he looked into the shutter-adorned windows of the Alabaster hold, and down to meet her handfasted husband's gaze. The dragon snorted, and took what appeared to be deep breaths over Gared. Then, the dragon's rider came by. He was smiling widely too. "He says you're a good likely rider," he told Gared. Only a few people, hanging back at the edge of the gather grounds, didn't hear Gared's exclamation of joy!

Without warning, at just before dinner -- right as the plates were set on the long tables, in fact -- the humming of the dragons in the weyr began, signaling the start of the hatching! Tesrith and her rider were excited, obviously, but then... Several eggs broke open, a brown, bronze and then two greens! Another brown hatched, and it seemed that no one had noticed that his wing was having trouble breaking free of the shards of egg around him. Gared stooped down, suddenly realizing how much bigger he was than many of the other candidates, but he picked off the shards to let the brown free to wave his wings dry in the air. The warm air, from the sands, blew a bit when the dragon did so, and then Gared was startled to hear something inside his head. Do I have to keep following you around, or will you stop and let me thank you? The dragon had spoken to him! To him?! Gared turned and happily said, "My wife will just adore you, Lorenth! I didn't know you wanted me!" Your wife? The dragon asked, confused but open to new ideas. G'ed then promised to explain, as they left the sands! HOWEVER... As they were doing so, G'ed noticed something going on in another little recess of the huge hatching sands. "What's this?" He said, quietly... READ MORE?

Read about Lorenth's Weyrling Stage!