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Name: Fenix
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Position: Whercandidate, Dragonless
Past Ranks: Weyrbrat, Dragonhealer apprentice, dragonhealer journeyman, candidate, weyrling, dragonrider, brownrider, dragonhealer master
Gender: Male
Sexuality*: Pansexual
- Note that all sexualities are fluid or basically pansexual, due to ness's own sexual mindset. All characters are at base pansexual; they could go for anyone based on personality over gender. Some of them may lean, and have a gender preference. Some may be more bisexual. Bigenders, transgenders, and other genders may not be an issue on pern, so that aspect may not be an issue. Point: Personality over sexuality, which is why they will be listed as Pansexual with a potential lean.
Looks
Fenix is a wirey man, with long limbs and lithe muscles. He has high cheek-bones and full lips, with a slightly too-large nose and large brown eyes. His hair is a creamy brown shade, and conforms in waves around his head. He keeps it about shoulder length, and frequently has stubble on his face. He would be attractive, but for the fact that he's usually unkempt and drunk.
Personality
Fenix was once a hopeful idealist, and a great scholar. He was an expert in his field, which was dragonhealing, and was well-respected in the community. He was patient and relatively friendly, very emotional and passionate.
When reminded of this fact, Fenix bitterly says that's how F'nix was, and F'nix died with Maluth. What he is now is a ghost of his former being, and he doesn't really care.
He's not entirely sure what's keeping him alive: perhaps some remnants of passionate resilience. Whatever it is, it does nothing to sweeten his bitterness, which is obvious in the way he talks and what he says. Even empty comments on the weather carry a bitter note, a cold sort of self-loathing tone. He's frequently belligerent, especially when he's drunk- though he does make an effort to only verbally behead people who cross him directly.
History
Fenix grew up in the weyr, and developed an early interest in dragonhealing— he was amazed by the dragons, as any dragonrider's child would be, and the idea of being able to help them was fascinating and hard for him to ignore. It started as the sort of far-off child's dream that many experience when they're young, but he stuck with it, and when he was 10, became a healer apprentice with every intention of progressing to dragonhealing.
He did; he devoted himself to his studies and made great time. He became a journeyman quickly, and was sent back to the weyr, where he'd been born, to work as a journeyman. He took a brief stint only to stand as a candidate, coming out of the hatchings empty-handed the first few times.
When he stood for his fourth hatching, he did not manage to come off empty-handed— he impressed a brown named Maluth. Though this set him back in his studies somewhat— one cannot study very much of anything when a weyrling— he quickly stepped back on track when he graduated weyrlinghood. Maluth was a boon to his work- he helped keep dragons calm, and maintained an interest in F'ix's work.
The good times were not to last, however— occasionally, accidents happen, and Maluth was in the wrong place at the wrong time. They were practicing complicated mid-air flaming maneuvers with their wing, and though they were familiar with the maneuvers, something went wrong: they came out of between closer then the rider in the next wing-position had been expecting, and the other brown's flame caught Maluth in the wing. The brown managed to land very heavily, but nothing could be done— the wing was charred.
The dragonhealers did what they could— F'ix could barely help, being too concerned with keeping Maluth calm and being too distraught— but the damage was massive, and despite the healer's best efforts, the burns became infected. It wasn't too much longer until the infection went septic, and no healing was to be had— Maluth went between.
F'ix wanted to go with him, but the brown had been delirious and hadn't warned him; it was a shock, and a very painful one. It's been two years since then, and he hasn't recovered. He is no longer a dragonhealer, and in fact, he's not much of anything: he occasionally helps hunt or gather food (as much for the solace as for the place in the weyr), but otherwise spends most of his time drunk and alone. He doesn't give a care about most anything, including the inner tensions of the weyr.
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