Post by S'yal on Jan 9, 2011 13:57:23 GMT -5
Zalman
Name: Zalman (Calling him Zal, Man, or Zalman will get you mauled. He prefers Z)
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Prisoner: Haha, No.
Crime: (Prisoners Only)
Craft/Rank: Wherleader, Goldhandler
Appearance: Zal is not what you'd expect from a Goldhandler. Standing at 6'6, nothing about this man is feminem. He's muscular, albeit in a lean way, and it's clear that he works out often to make sure he's just as able as his wher to toss down any prisoner that sets a toe out of line. His limbs are long and his fingers elegant and crafty, strangely delicate compared to the hard masculinity of the rest of the man.
His facial features are sharp and attractive, in a savage and fierce way. His eyes are just slightly slanted, a dark blue that appears nearly black, and they add to his face an almost exotic tinge. His nose is long and straight, and he's mastered the skill of looking down it at people... even if, surprisingly, they're taller then him. His lips are wide and thin, and more often then not twisted into an arrogant smirk that shows his personality quite well. Not to say that the tanned man is without facial flaws! A scar crosses over the right corner of his mouth, and it draws the skin in a disturbing way whenever Z smiles.
His hair is short and normally messy, pitch black. It's often rumored he dyes it with the tears of those he tortures. All in all, when you looked at him you thought 'Bronzerider' not 'Goldhandler'.
Personality: Z is arrogant and well known for driving others insane with his overblown ego. It's even worse that he has the physical strength to back up his claims, and he isn't afraid to beat the crap out of anyone who disagrees with him. He walks the walk, talks the talk. Not a day goes by when he doesn't have some pretty girl (or occasionally a boy, as Z isn't picky when it comes to bed partner), prisoner or otherwise, fawning over his claims of marvelous triumphs... some of which he's even actually gone through with.
He isn't the nicest guy on Pern. Rather he's downright rude, and he's often assigning people cruel nicknames and mocking them constantly. When he's found someone to be sensitive or tempermental, he'll follow them around and mock them, much to Zalmask's chagrin. She really can't believe how he acts sometimes. It doesn't help that he isn't afraid of a fight, and he's willing to defend himself from whoever he drives mad to the point of attacking him. In fact, he lives for a good tussle.
Not to say he's without his soft spots. Cute things really get to him... especially kittens and firelizards. When no ones looking, the tough guy can be found fussing over his kitten or spoiling his Firelizard, Alina, rotten. He even sneaks off tidbits from the cafeteria for them, just because he loves them so much. He has the same weakness for children, but don't ever expect him to admit it. His wher is another thing he has a soft spot for, and he thinks Zalmask is the prettiest Wher to ever be born. Don't suggest she's ugly. Ever. He's also kind to those in his squad, acting more like a big brother then a bully to them. He's also a bit of a romantic, and despite his promiscuous ways if he falls in love with someone he treats them as if they're the queen of the world.
He's an alcoholic through and through, and when he isn't on duty he can be found drunk and passed out over Zalmask's shoulders as she drags him back to their room, grumbling the entire time about how she hates having to drag him around. He's always willing to cuddle her and coo about how he loves her so much when he's like this, and when he's in a relationship he does the same.
For all his flaws, no one can deny that Z is a good leader. The only time he's organized is when it comes to his duties as Wherleader, and he's always willing to boss around those under his care. But he can turn into one hell of a papa wher if someone messes with one of his subordinates, and he's not afraid to go head to head with the warden and weyrleader if he thinks they're mistreating his people.
History: Z's family was made of good, moral people. They were some of the few innocents remaining in this day and age of Pern... or at least, that's what Z's 'father' thought. The man hardly noticed that his wifes twin children, Z and his sister, looked nothing like him. While his wife was a dark eyed, red headed beauty, the man was portly, short and fair haired. How he didn't suspect that the children were not his, no one knew.
The father of the twins was a crime lord, a man by the name of Ares who was just as cruel as he was handsome. He controlled the Dust trade in Benden Hold, and how he encountered beautiful Zalina is unknown. All that was known is that the two fell into a very twisted love, and eventually Zalina gave birth to Ares' children.
The first child was her grumpy, troublesome son. Dubbed Zalman by his stepfather, Z grew to be a handsome if troubled young man. The second child was Araline, who was just as rough and tumble as her brother. She was often guilty of giving blackeyes to the boys of the hold, and her brother only encouraged her behavior. Together the pair became known as 'twin terrors', and Ares watched from afar... very proud of his children.
One day, he approached the family and announced his claim over the twins. Zalina was delighted, thinking that Ares was here to spirit her away from her arranged marriage. He slapped the woman away from him, and when her husband tried to stop him from taking the children... he killed him. Z had watched from where he protected Araline, and the kicking and screaming children were dragged from their formerly happy home.
Ares tried very hard to make his children loyal to them. Both were presented with firelizard eggs, and Z an expensive feline by the name of Tarria. It didn't work. While Z loved the Green that hatched for him, dubbing her Alina, she only served as a way to control the quickly growing boy. His cat grew quickly and he adored her, but all the same he was a prisoner in his fathers house. He was seperated from Araline, who was much more willing to adapt to her situation then her brother. Eventually, he'd had enough.
With nothing but the clothes on his back, his cat, and his firelizard Z took off into the night. He had been trained well in avoiding the authorities by his father, and now he used those skills to avoid those sent after him to bring him 'home'. He fled into the forests of Pern, and stayed there for nearly a turn, celebrating his sixteenth turnday alone with the exception of his aging feline and firelizard.
It was on a foray for food that he stumbled upon a clutch guarded by an aged and dying Gold. The female was suffering from a wasting disease that some might known as cancer, and Z tracked and watched her for many days. Eventually, on the day of her Hatching, she gave into the disease and died. It was then that Z stole towards the clutch, finding that most of the eggs had already been ravaged by predators that had taken advantage of the mothers weakness. He did find one egg still intact, however. The largest egg, gleaming and golden.
When the wher hatched out of her egg and addressed him for the first time, Z was in love. The fact she was Golden didn't phase him, and it only boosted his ego further. Together with his newest companion he made his way to a wherhall, leaving the wilderness and spurned on by the fact his baby wher had no teeth, and he would need the help of professionals to raise her. Many were shocked by the strange, wild man emerging from the night to the wherhall, but they took him in regardless.
However, he thirsted for power. He had found himself as the junior wherleader at the wherhall, avoided due to being a male with a gold wher. That would not do. He had been trained well by the other goldhandler, but he wanted real power. The power he found was tempting. Warden's needed a Wherleader, and the gold wherhandler quickly transfered there and took what he viewed as his rightful place.
He loved the prison, despite so many others hating it. The only bad mark on his time there was the death of his feline, who died due to a combination of her age and the birth of her single kitten, which Z handraised and dubbed Cally. Don't mess with Cally, he loves that kitten.
Other stuff:
Pets
Name: Alina
Species: Firelizard
Color: Green
Appearance: A very, very pale green. Abnormally small, is missing one of her front legs from an accident in the wilderness.
Personality: Curios, sweet, adventurous, Outgoing, Eccentric, has romances with inaminate objects.
Name: Cally
Species: Feline
Color: Calico
Appearance: An abnormally large calico. (http://calicocat.info/calico-cat/calico-cat-4.jpg)
Personality: Bossy, spoiled, sweet to Z, gets in fights often, intelligent, loves to figure out how things work.
Zalmask
Name: Zalmask
Color: Gold (Golds will Impress to anything, in case you're curios about why she chose a man. Gender and sexuality don't matter to Whers)
Age: 10.
Appearance: There's a reason Z likes to call his wher 'Mama'. She's a big, full bodied girl that almost borders on looking a bit overweight. It's not fat, though. She's all muscle, in an almost grotesque way... it would be disgusting, if this wher didn't make it WORK. She walks with swagger, tossing her head in just the right way to have the Bronzes drooling over her. She doesn't need to look sweet and delicate, like a Green or some Gold dragons. She's all raw power, and she knows it.
Her hide is a dark gold that's nearly black, and it works well for this Wher. Her paws, tail, muzzle and wings gradually brighten to a true metallic gold, but if she had it her way she'd be dark all over. She's of the opinion that no gold matches up to her beauty, not even those dragons out there. A broad, spiked collar rests over her thick neck, meant to protect her vulnerable throat from knives or any other weapon one might turn on her.
Personality: If you're good to mama, Mama's good to you. Zalmask functions under this saying, and it shows. She's protective of those under her care, one hell of a mama wher. She'll maul anyone that so much as looks at those she likes wrong, and she isn't afraid to treat them like her little babies... biting and swatting at them if they dare to step a toe out of line. Faranth forbid you say something bad to Cally and Alina! Or, even worse, Z!
If you aren't good to mama... well. She'll pin you down and rip out a few chunks of flesh to show you whose boss. She's in charge of this prison the second the sun sets, and she makes sure everyone knows it. Many prisoners bare the scars of crossing this gold, and she gets away with it too. No one wants to mess with Mama, because she's vicious. She might act all sweet and cute, in an overbearing way, if she likes you... but if she hates you, you know it.
She's a gold through and through. Bossy, out there, and into everything. If somethings going on in the Prison, Mama knows all about it. There isn't much that escapes her notice, and she knows every Wher and Wherhandler by name. She bosses dragons, guards, prisoners and other whers around... and she gets away with it.
