S’san is 6’ 1" with black hair, green eyes and tan skin. He has a tenor voice which isn’t at all bad at singing. His smile is dazzling, and it appears quite often. He is lean and muscled from years of dragonriding and sailing. His hands bear the scars of packtails and misplaced hooks, as he used to be very clumsy.
Good-natured, S’san loved a good joke. Within his teasing nature, though, is a seriousness and a maturity. He is the typical bronzerider, going from one woman to the next and never "settling down," much to the detriment of his sisters. He loves his dragon poker and has lost many a mark to it, but works hard to pay the debts.
Brief History of Persona:
Born in Sandstone River Hold, he grew up among sailors and fishermen. Tall and gangly, he was a magnificent sailor, but not a terribly good fisherman. As he got older, his clumsiness began to recede. When he was thirteen, he was Searched. Six months later, he Impressed bronze Gonarth at Coral Reef. Gonarth only helped him along his way of mischief.
S’san and Gonarth were troublesome weyrlings, causing the weyrlingmaster much heartache, if he even had a heart for the pair. S’san and Gonarth were in the poor man’s office at least once a sevenday, if not more. They were the pair that mothers told stories about to scare their children. S’san went /between/ with Gonarth before any others of his hatching did, coming out a scant few feet above solid rock. The shocked pair flew straight back to the weyr and were assigned chores for the rest of the month. Later, the pair was also the last of their hatching to be chosen into a fighting wing, and it took S’san and Gonarth many turns to finally secure a wingsecond position. But that time, the duo had grown out of most of their tricks and were reliable during Fall. But at any other time, S’san was subject to be back in the kitchens cleaning pots and pans.
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Brief Description of Dragon:
Gonarth is a mottling of greens and golds and browns and coppers. He is large for a bronze and knows it. The dragon has a trickster about him that is no help to his rider’s own impishness. Together, they are like two-turn olds, getting into everything. Yet Gonarth keeps himself together during Fall, leaving mischief for less life-and-death times.
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