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Marak
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Name: Marak
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Description: Marak has a dark
complexion, thick black hair and dark brown eyes. He has a big nose but
since his face resembles his father's, he's not too worried, believing his
face will square out and grow to accommodate the family nose. Marak will
grow up average sized, with a sturdy build.
Personality: Marak is a no-nonsense kind of boy. He does what is
needed, no more and would prefer to be out to play. He's an outdoorsy
type, enjoying to wander in the fields, to climb trees and to build
hideouts. He has a charming smile and enough common sense to stay out of
trouble. He jokes that he's the only one who can see through his sister
who is not as nice as she acts.
Hobbies: Adventuring
Skills: Realism and Relativism
Family: Middle child, with elder sister Luana (15) and a baby sister
(2)
Pets: Green Gira (f) from Tripaldi Weyr (closed)

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STORY
Marak's sister Luana stood in front of a mountain of dresses, skirts,
pants, shirts and shawls in every colour of the rainbow. Marak didn't know
why she just didn't slip into a dress or a skirt and be done with it. They
were losing precious gather time and they would not get it back.
"Why must it be so difficult to pick clothes?" Luana
mumbled.
Marak gave her a glare and said: "Just pick the red dress, you know
you like it best."
"I didn't ask you." she answered coolly.
Marak wondered why he even tried, she would not do as he advised her
anyway. But if it spurned her to pick one he'd run with it. If only his
parents would allow him to go to the gather with some friends. But they
didn't trust boys his age. As if girls a few years older where any more
responsible.
"I'm going for the green dress." she hissed and took it, pairing
it with a purple shawl.
The crisis averted, Luana exited and ignored Marak as he followed her.
They hurried toward the hold's main square where a lot of people were
already enjoying the gather. Luana was the first to spot the blue dragon,
stopping dead in her tracks causing Marak to nearly run into her. The
sight of the blue dragon made him forget that though.
The dragonrider smiled when he saw them and gestured for them to come
closer. Marak noticed he was not that ld either, maybe a few turns his
senior. But more importantly to Marak was the basket of speckled eggs he
was carrying.
"Are those firelizard eggs?" he asked.
"They sure are. We're handing them out at the holds because they'll
only go to waste if we don't give them away."
"Don't they just bond each other?" Luana asked, giving a smug
look that anyone else told him looked serious.
"They do but then they're a pain to care for." the dragonrider
grinned.
"I want one!" Marak interrupted.
"I'll take one too." Luana answered sugarly sweet.
"Coming right up." the young dragonrider said and dropped an egg
into their waiting hands.
Within seconds the eggs cracked and Marak was holding a green and Luana a
bronze firelizard.
"Give them a name, feed them and then they're yours. If you don't
care for them, they will just fly off and join a pack anyway." the
dragonrider warned them.
"Oh we wouldn't want that." Luana cooed and Marak shook his
head.
The dragonrider seemed to pick up on Luana's flirting as he suddenly
asked:
"Would you like to come and visit the Weyr?"
At last his sister had done something right.
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HATCHING
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ADULTHOOD
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Lantessama Isle
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