Stanford

STATS
Name: Stanford (elided Sta'd)
Age: 17
Gender: Male

Description: A well-trained young man, tanned with a few scars from training fights. He has brown hair, grey eyes and a nose that's a bit crooked. He grew up in the Weyr and as such is used to wearing leather.
Personality: Stanford  grew up around dragons and has always known he'd be standing for clutches to try his luck. He has been trying his luck for 2 years and he is getting a bit impatient, feeling he might not be allowed to try for much longer. Stanford is a hard worker, someone who follows orders and finishes tasks to his best ability.
Hobbies: Walking across the rim of the Weyr, enjoying the view. He also likes to sneak out at night to do the same.
Skills: Used to mucking out stables, helping in the kitchens and training areas.
Family: Father and mother are dragon riders, he sees them often but is used to the communal way of life, often referring to others in the same fashion when they had a part in raising him.
Pets: Brown Nutty (m) from White River Weyr

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HATCHING
Stanford had been called to attend the hatching. His heart raced and his muscles tensed. He'd been here about half a dozen times before and it always felt like the first time. If he could, he'd always try to bond a dragon. But he also knew his age would soon no longer be in his favour. But the truth was, that there was no way to make a dragon look your way. You could only have faith. So he tried to look confident as he walked into the Hatching Sands, feeling very much larger than most of the other, younger candidates. Maybe he would stand out after all. And would the dragons like that or just the opposite?

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ADULTHOOD
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Lantessama Isle
Stanford is a Candidate at ???