GREEN RIDER B'TOLEN

Persona : B'tolen
Writing Status : NPC/Free
Gender : Male
Age : 47
Rank/Craft : Green Rider
Residence : Thread's End Weyr

Physical Description : B'tolen just tops six feet in height and is in pretty fit condition, as is typical for a dragonrider. A fondness for sharing some mugs of ale or a skin of wine with wingmates, friends, or the warm figure lying next to him has left him with a slight paunch. He's determined not to let it get any bigger, convinced it's the first thing anyone sees, even though his friends laughingly assure him he's as good looking as he ever was. His hair has thinned until only a small ring of very light blonde hair circles his scalp, accentuating his bright blue eyes. Turns of flying Thread and of exposure to the winds, rains, and Rukbat's rays have aged his skin, creasing it with wrinkles. Still, B'tolen manages to leave people with an impression of vitality.

Personality : When he first Impressed his lovely green, he tended to be as proddy as any green. Some wondered if his dragon ever came out of season. But time and the loss of wingmates and weyrmates have worn away the rough edges and soothed his temper. Now, B'tolen is as easygoing as a brownrider and often sought out by newly Impressed male greenriders who were suprised at the dragonet color that chose them. He finds it odd, in a way, but enjoys working with the Weyrlings in such an unofficial way.

Life Story : B'tolen was born and raised in Telgar Weyr, the product of a green mating flight loser and a willing lower caverns worker...or a Turnover celebration. His mother wasn't sure which, but it hardly mattered. He was fostered as was normal in the Weyr and, somehow, managed to have every adult considering him as their child.

As he reached puberty, his interest didn't really change from those strapping lads he had played chase with to the girls who caught his playmates. Raised as he had been in the Weyr, it didn't really seem odd or different, and he embraced it with the same energy he did everything.

A few harsh-ending relationships and betrayals, all occuring in a matter of months, left him jaded and bitter. When he Impressed, he was as touchy as a watchwher with young. Those who didn't know him before wondered if it had something to do with the shock of Impressing a green. Those who knew him before just wondered if he would ever take a chance and trust again...at least trust those who'd stuck by him through thick and thin.

Time had its way, though, and he mellowed out quite nicely. Ilorieth and he learned to work together in a harmony that seems deceptively easy. It doesn't hurt that they've been a dragonpair for over three decades. There've still been losses, but he's learned to judge these things more accurately. His friends stick by him, and if he doesn't keep an accurate perspective on things, they're more than willing to remind him. A fact for which he's very grateful.

Dragon's Name : Ilorieth
Dragon's Colour : Green
Dragon's Age : 31
Sire and Dam : Transfer (Telgar Weyr)
Age of Rider at Impression : 16

Dragon's Description : Ilorieth is on the larger end of the scale for greens but, other than that, is a typical looking green. Her left wing still shows scarring from a bad scoring about 25 turns ago; the left flank, rear leg and (to a lesser degree) tail are strewn with scars from that same Fall.

Dragon's Personality : Rider and dragon were foolish and stubborn when they first became lifemates. It wasn't until a very bad scoring that left Ilorieth very near death and B'tolen with a deep leg score that the pair began to wise up and grow up. Since that time, they've become a very responsible pair with a large degree of respect for their limits. They're often the ones the wingleader calls on to call out when, as far as the greens are concerned, Cross Over needs to happen.

It's an honor they're quietly please to be given.

Last updated on 29-Jan-03