Tae

Tae and half his street band was picked up on the streets of Celestial by blue riders seeking candidates for a large number of dragon eggs. Hauled half away across the continent then dumped into the waiting hands of lower woman, who saw to the kids first bath in heated water, scrubbed from head to foot, ensuring that any pests where removed. From there they where handed over to people that wished to be their adopted parents.

The first night they weren’t watch, the Black Strokes gathered in the sandy bowl, once all heads where accounted for, the group vanished into the dark underweyr and only came up for supplies stolen from the store rooms. Not only where they removed from their city, but placed in this strange weyr, with only flat plains patrolled by dragons surrounding them. The likely hood of escape was slim indeed.

To make matters worse, one eve, the under tunnels filled with riders, who sought out the street bands, capturing most but not all. Tae, two of his older fighter boys and the healer, where taken. Physically restrained the four where taken into the hatching grounds. It was time to tame the kids as the HighLord had thought, get them impressed and they will be tied to the Weyr. It practically worked, Rascal the healer impressed that night to Stormwrack, there was no way Tae could leave her behind, so his battle was fought downhill from there on out, leaving him only a choice on how they would blend into the weyr.

With the aid of Talliessan, the Black Strokes found a place in this dragon world, the group was turned into a squad after all of sixteen of them Impressed, even Tae the eldest, at sixteen, impression was almost unheard of. The Black Strokes ranks have been added to, needing to fill it out to a full squad, below are the names listed in the squad. (asterisks denote new members.)

**Black Strokes**
*Squad Leader Talliessan	Second Tae	*Third Saber	Healer Rascal
*Evea	*Sara	*Markus	*Kail
Sude	Estam	Lankey	May
Shimmie	Baird	Misty	Vastar
Ratt	Mouse	Stick	Coal
	Slim	Llue

Baby fine raven locks fell about his olive features, slightly slanted eyes so brown, they appeared almost black. Even now, full grown, Tae stood inches shorter and weighed less then most men. A midnight blue tunic covered his whip-cord slender frame, black leather pants and matching boots finished the rest of his clothing. With only two bluish dagger hilts tucked into boots to suggested any weaponry.

The young man is gifted, it’s no wondered the Archmage hunted him down. If one was to give the young man an IQ test it would score him somewhere about 190 to 200. In addition he’s born Dragon Lord (the ability to hear all dragons mentally) making him valuable to the Dragon Weyrs.

Tae knows ten languages, and is able to speak, read, and write them fluently. The common tongue, elven, Gray elven, Persian (native tongue of the Sea of Sand), Merc Cant (hand singles used by mercenaries) Thief’s cant (a strange form of hand gestures, facial expression, mixed with slang words that some thief guilds use.) Orc, Adontialis (the Noble tongue of his home world) Draconic, and Arcane (used for the making and casting of spells).

Tae has other skills also, He’s been a swordsman, a thief and has just completed the first stages of mage training. His main weapons are throwing daggers and stars, close combat; shortsword and dagger, dragon back; lance and shield, and still he is known to be skilled in unarmed combat.

His other skills cross over a wide range, that hint at his life before and after the streets; mass combat (a combat mind discipline used in major battles by Merc’s) Blind fighting, two weapon fighting style, tumbling, tightrope walking, rope use, appraising, etiquette, juggling, alchemy, spell craft, venom handling, anatomy, dragon handling, riding airborne, and netherworld knowledge.