Yorge

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Stats
Name: Yorge
Age: 27
Gender: Male

Description: Yorge is of average height for a man, with curly dark brown hair, brown eyes, a straight nose and rounded features. He has to work out a lot to keep the weight off, he focuses on agility and endurance since he doesn't want to grow too muscled (he needs to fit through small spaces after all). He has a tendency to get cold easily so he often wears extra capes. 
Personality: Yorge is a bit of a cynic. He likes to gripe and complain but lacks the necessary effort to actually do something about the situations he doesn't like. He enjoys going out with friends and stays out into the night. He doesn't believe in denying himself fun when it's right in front of him. Lately he and his boyfriend have gotten more serious about being together and they're thinking about adopting a child. 
Family: Living together with his boyfriend Stejn who recently proposed. 

Class: Rogue
Role/Position: Scout/Stealth
Work Ethic: Don't put effort in what you're not asked to do.
Pets: --
Bond: Black Calibath (m) from Isla Weyr

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Hatching
Long before the dragons began their reverberating hum, guests were ushered into the sands and candidates were rounded up. As guests were seated and candidates were located, the dragons began their hum that announced the imminent hatching was about to begin. Despite best effort, chaos ensued as people rushed to the sands to get the best seats, or find friends to continue bets with, and candidates quickly joined those waiting. Once (most) of the candidates were gathered they were led onto the sands. Formality was tossed for those that could not fit into an impression robe or who had shown up too late. As long as the attire was simple and not flashy, the official let it slide. 
The eggs were rocking, some tumbling down into other eggs causing loud cracks that made a few people wince with worry. The Geneticist were there, helping and righting potential disasters - there was plenty of room on the sands but as some candidates moved to eggs they had been drawn to during the few egg touching events - room became a luxury.
From the stands, dignitaries and representatives from all over the Nexus watched as the first eggs shattered - and, as if this was the cue - dozens of eggs rocked, cracked and the tiny hatchlings broke free in heaps of limbs, wings and tail. Watching each Impression was soon impossible but for those on the sands beside the rocking, shattering eggs, it was a very different experience...
Yorge felt out of place wearing white. But then, he did blend into the crowd not like some of the other candidates around. He looked at Riks who seemed to be wearing clothing more suited to a fancy dress party and Absin who clearly had insisted on wearing her armour. Well, whatever worked. If this were work, Yorge would be moving around doing reconnaissance. But it was not so he sat himself down in the sands and watched, enjoying the heat as it radiated up. 
A shadow had detached itself from the wall and began to make their way to Yorge. Well, not exactly a shadow for it was clearly a hatchling who was so dark he could have very well been a shadow. It was hard to tell just what colour the hatchling was so, for now, 'black' was the only thing being listed. Final genetic tests could clarify of course but given the chaos, the Geneticists in charge of watching that hatchling's egg had simply gone with that. As Yorge enjoyed the heat from the sands, Calibath peered over one shoulder - then the other, trying to figure out what this human that he was drawn to was so darn interested in...and why not him...
Yorge had felt something approaching, but he still startled when the black draconic head peered over his shoulder. 
"What?" he asked.
"What are you looking at?" Calibath asked.
"You?" Yorge said hesitantly.
"That works." the dragon grinned his sharp little teeth into view. 

Stats
Name: Calibath
Gender: Male
Colour: Marbled Onyx
Genetic Base: Bronze
Size: medium-long (suggested height: 10', suggested length: 65'2")
Parents: gold white Aiyanath x night Kordelath
Species: Pernese
Note: From 'Caliban' - black - Romanian
Personality: Sarcastic, witty and a quick thinker. Knows how to stay out of trouble when causing mischief. 
Abilities: 
     *telepathy: can speak mind-to-mind with other sentient beings
     *teleportation (between): can travel to a different location on the same world instantly (includes time travel)
     *assisted fire-breath: can breath fire after digesting a phosphorous-bearing rock such as firestone
     *telekinesis: can move objects with their mind as per the spell telekinesis

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Weyrling
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Adult
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[STORY] ~'~ [ABSIN] [ESTIVAN] [IELKY] [JACK] [LISBET] [MAY] [NOEMY] [RIKS] [SOPHY] [TONIA] [YORGE]

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Lantessama Isle - Isla Weyr
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