Aleksander's Stats
Name - Aleksander Bollim
Rank - Prentice Harper
Nickname(s) - Sander, Sandy
Age - 16 (Unbonded)
Mate - None yet.
Appearance - Sander looks an awful lot like his sister, the Weira, save that his hair is longer (only a bit) and his eyes are bright, clear blue. He's small for his age, being late to start his growth, but in Harpering that's not necessarily a bad thing--even if it meant that he was still singing girls' parts until last winter, when the small Harper hall near Dasmalenra acquired another two female prentices. He doesn't mind. He's faster than, and just as strong as, most of the other boys his age (and a whole lot cuter, too, he's discovered: he never lacks for girls to dance with at Festivals). Occasionally he wishes he was just a bit taller than he is (5'6, but sure to grow) but he quickly reminds himself that the inches will come soon enough if he waits. As a prentice Harper, Sander usually wears some kind of blue--generally just a jacket or vest--with his regular clothes. He doesn't mind it, but he'd really prefer red... maybe orange or gold...
Personality - Calm, generally happy, irrepressably cheerful at times, Aleksander is the sort of kid you either want as your best friend or want to strangle. He has a habit of tapping out drumbeats on whatever comes to hand--tables, books, banisters, whatever--without even noticing he's doing it. It annoys absolutely everyone he meets, until they realize that he's not doing it on purpose. He enjoys singing for fun, flirting with the occasional girl (never another prentice, though), and, strangely, cooking. (To call him unskilled in that particular area would be a very, very, very, very, very large understatement: his master has been heard to say that perhaps Sander's cooking abilites would be best put to use in flaming Thread out of the sky...) The only thing the dislikes is that taking the prenticeship meant he had to leave home; he misses his family badly.
History - Sander and his sisters (he has three, two are now married and Maleka, the oldest, is Weira) grew up in a herding settlement in the north. After Maleka was Searched, Sander set his own sights higher, and began intensive training both with the local Harper and on his own, hoping to do well enough to be asked on as a prentice. He was, but after only a year was sent to a regional Crafthall for broader instruction. While he has a decent voice, his real talent lies in distance communications, such as drums. The Hall is close enough to Dasmalenra to afford visits, and Sander and Maleka have kept up communications, with the boy taveling up to the Weir on feast days and the Weira down to the Hall for recitals. For a long time now, Maleka's been trying to convince the lad to stand at a Hatching, and, as he's finally agreed, the Weira has begun looking into potential clutches. The most likely is at Starburst; though off-world, the mother of the clutch hatched at Dasma--a green from Seuth's first clutch--and the father is Weirlingmaster B'nu's red Tinseth.
Dasmalenra Weir
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