Guild Born (Healer)/Wingrider
Age: 21 (18 at Impression)
Gender: Male
Family: Only child, Lives with mother, Veselda
Health: Frail
Height: 6'1-Tall
Build: Thin
Skin: Pale
Hair: Brown, To nape of neck, Frizzy
Eyes: Hazel green
Personality: Charyd is often very shy around someone he doesn't know, or important people, like Craftmasters or Dragonriders. But otherwise, he is very kind and cheerful, even though he is often sick.
Pets: White Runner, Aisu
Dragon: Blue Bikanelth
Gender: Mare
Age: 7 Turns
Color: White
Placings: 0/0/1
Aisu nickered gently as she turned aroud, towards the Hall. Glancing up, Charyd noticed the distant shape of a dragon, heading in the same direction. Looking down in confusion, he shrugged and urged Aisu on. Maybe he would find out what a dragonrider was doing here when he got back.
He led the runner back into her stall, and rushed off to find his mother. She'd know what was going on. He brushed brown hair out of his hazel green eyes, and coughed. His thin stature and pale skin proved that he was often sick. Nothing could be done about it, even though he was an apprentice in the Healerhall, and his mother was a Journeyman.
Charyd coughed again, before walking inside. He soon found his mother in the infirmary, leaning over a brown-haired man, who was grimacing in pain.
The Journeyman Veselda was busy putting numbweed on the man's arm as he winced. "Sorry about this, sir. It may sting a bit until the numbweed starts working."
"A bit?" Charyd heard the man mutter under his breath. Veselda apparently didn't hear him as she noticed her son.
"Oh! Charyd, there you are. Why don't you help me and get me those bandages over there?" She said, motioning with her free hand. Charyd rushed over and grabbed the badages, handing them to her mother. It was only then that he noticed the knots on the man's shoulder, which signalled that he was a bluerider.
The man noticed, and grinned. "Yeah, I'm a dragonrider. I'm here looking for another candidate for the clutch at Talis Weyr."
Charyd just nodded silently, feeling his face go red. "There, all done, sir." His mother said as she finished bandaging the man's arm.
"Much obliged, miss." The man nodded. He paused, as if listening to someone, and smiled. "And apparently Ethanth says I've just found this candidate."
Charyd looked up at the man, startled. "What?"
The man grinned. "Yeah, Ethanth says you have potential, kid. Oh, we haven't actually been introduced yet, have we? My name's D'lion, on Blue Ethanth."
"C-Charyd, sir." He stammered in reply. He looked at his mother. "Can I really go, Mom?"
Veselda frowned at her son, and his heart sank. But she sighed and eventually gave in. "Alright then, if that's what you want."
Chard grinned happily. "Will you take care of Aisu for me until I get back, then?"
Veselda smiled. "Of course I will. Now go on. Impress well for me." She said, quickly embracing him in her arms, before pushing him towards the bluerider.
"Well then, let's go!"