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Impressed Blue Azlith at Jerdan Weyr!

Shahmai, apprentice Harper (scribe), apprentice Dragon Healer, IMPRESSED BLUE AZLITH AT JERDAN WEYR! Sex: male  Age: 19

Physical: 5'11";, 160 and all muscle, deep brown-violet skin (very glossy), pale blond hair which is wild and fluffy, to his high back and kept with a tail, light blue eyes. He is VERY well built, with strong arms and shoulders, slender legs. He is remarkably attractive, and has had many flirtations end in rolls in the hay! It's possible he already has sired children, but he moves about quite a lot. He wears light clothing, often very little at all (down to a kind of speedo-like outfit), but often in a pale color or shock white. Emotional: steadily sexy. He's quite comfortable with himself, and is very charming to others, male and female. He reserves his loving heart attention to the girls, however. He is picky, smart, and clever. He always seems to know just where to find someone or something when it's needed the most. Skills: quick with his hands and remarkably agile, does a lot of hard work while in his healing function, and likes to balance it with his scribe work. He is highly literate, and has found documents that perhaps the Ancients were responsible for that he is intent on translating into a more useful format, on healing arts and dragons specifically.

Grown up on a relatively close basis with Darkhanis, though they do not see each other as either rivals or close friends, merely business associates. If either of them reach Aivas they will privately share it with the other, no holds barred. Shahmai's first profession is actually the scribe, but since he was chosen for his dragon healing craft, that took quite the lead. He was only perhaps 11 when he learned of his odd ability to locate things, including a fire lizard clutch! While the eggs were distributed to he and his other classmates, he made certain to observe the egg and the hatchling at all of its stages. When the large Brown flit hatched he kept quite good notes on its development and all the details of its body and wings, which he has then applied to his dragon healing craft.  It was only natural that he be a Candidate, his natural predispostion for healing dragons and flits brought him in close contact with dragons at an early age.  Because he is a very steady worker, a strongly devoted man and an attentive healer, a Brown or Bronze dragon would suit Shahmai well, either of them allowing for a mating Flight (which he would greatly love), and the in-combat training which would benefit from his expertise in healing.

Shahmai's Weyr "Well, hello!" Says a voice deep and rich. "I assume you have come to see my weyr and ask about me." The white teeth that show when Shahmai smiles are brilliant against his deep skin. You wonder: have you ever seen such dark skin and such brilliant blond hair together in one person? He certainly cuts a dramatic figure! "Yes," you finally answer, taken in slightly by his smile and casual bearing. Shahmai turns to the window first. "Here is where I often find myself watching the dragons fly! I'm very happy to say that I will get to continue being a dragon Healer after my Impression. I know most people must end their craft. But not I! He seems very pleased about this. "Have you met Sampi?" "Sampi?" you ask, eyebrow up. "His name is short for Sample because I used him to learn about dragons," Shahmai admits. "He's my flit, somewhere around here." The brown which is simply huge, coos from above on one of the rafters. He does not come down, however. Shahmai rolls his blue eyes and continues. "Here is my place," he tosses a hand at the corner, hidden from view mostly by two lacquered black folding screens. You see a low, soft looking bed roll, and a beautiful carved wooden box, which probably contains most of his clothing. If what he wears right now is any indication, he's probably from a warm climate and loves the sun too much to cover up! Then, the young man moves to a large entrance archway. The winds from the edge of the balcony are stronger here, only barely noticible in the Dragon Healers den. "Here is where my dragon will reside, if I impress. I'm certainly hoping to do so." "Are you a candidate already?" You ask. "Of course, at Jerdan Weyr. I plan on staying for a while, but I am expected back at Paveh Hold after my training. I will always be on hand for dragon healing, though, anywhere I'm needed. You notice a journal, and some pictures on thin leather hides. "May I look at these?" You ask. Shahmai nods, smiling again. "Of course. But... The pictures may be a bit graphic, they're of wounded dragon wings, and how to fix them." "Oh... I see," you stutter, and put the pictures down. "How about your journal then?" He smiles, wry, and says, "it's got even more detailed instructions..." So you put the book down too, perhaps later on after he Impresses, he might have a more normal journal? You will come back later, and find out.

It was near the end of the Hatching... The 19th hatching at Jerdan Weyr, and its last... Everyone had already Impressed, except Shahmai and another boy, Leretan. They waited, almost with tears in their eyes. Finally, when all the other eggs had burst open and the hatchlings had found their bonds, the last four eggs broke open, and one of them was white! That one chose Nebula, a beautiful girl. The green also chose a girl, leaving Shahmai and the other between the blue and bronze! Shahmai looked at the blue, and the blue looked back at him... Do you want me? My name is Azlith. I hunger, I shall find food when I am yours! "Yeah I want you, Azlith!" Shahmai cried out, "who wouldn't," he added with tears in his eyes. The other boy Impressed the bronze, and they all wandered off the sands to find the vital meat and oils the boys would need for their dragons!

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