Lane

Name: Lane

Age: 11 years

Gender: male

Race: human (Tris'Hathian - Lanuthan)

Height: 4'8"

Relations:

Mother - Lannia, rider of white Mirth

Father - K'lter, rider of blue Penorith

Siblings - Kolt (brother), Nia (sister)

Aunt - Myia

Cousins - Kenia

Personality: Cocky, intelligent, confident. Lane thinks he's invincible, as is the prerogative of youth. Thankfully, he tempers this self-assurance with a thirst for knowledge that cannot be quenched. Lane is an A+ student, and if not for his tendency to brag about it, might even have made it among the popular crowd in his class. As it stands, he is deeply shy around people and painfully awkward. He often hangs around his cousin, Kenia, hoping that her coolness will rub off on him.

Description: Gawky, scrawny, black hair, grey eyes. Lane is a testament to awkwardness. This is not uncommon at his age. His limbs are too long and his body too thin, and yet he's starting to come into his adulthood features. He longs for the day when he can grow a beard. Until that day, he prefers to wear shirts with deep openings at the front so he can show off his "chest hair". He keeps his hair cut short, much in the style of his father, thinking it makes him look older.

Biography:

Lane never lacked for anything growing up, except maybe parental attention. With his father always out on search missions and his mother always busy with field calls as a medic, he spent a great deal of time alone with his siblings.

Often times in their youth, their aunt Myia would come and stay with them, but even she was frequently distracted with important Matryonus business. As a result, Lane grew to be a very self-sufficient boy. He learned early how to prepare simple meals and look after his little siblings. When his parents finally started paying more attention to them, he already considered himself a man grown. Nevermind that he still didn't have a single beard hair.

In addition to this grown up attitude, Lane has also never questioned his purpose in life. Growing up around Penorith, his father's bond, he knew that one day he too would bond a dragon. Though Penorith rarely spoke to him directly, he knew the dragon favoured him. He would often watch the way his father and Penorith interacted, and secretly haboured a small flame of jealousy. Someday he hoped to be loved that completely.

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Chapter 1: A New Generation