Brennen and Rudkath

Name: Five Fingered Brennen

Age: 15 years

Gender: male

Race: human (Tris'Hathian - Lanuthan)

Height: 5'7"

Personality: Defensive, hypocritical, sensitive. Brennen can't seem to catch a break. Every time something goes wrong, everyone starts hassling him like he's the only person in the world who could be at fault. This is in no small part due to Brennen's tendency to blame other's for his failings, no matter how obvious his slip up happened to be. In addition to this, he is incapable of accepting praise because he sees it as sarcasm. He also assumes everyone is mocking him behind his back. Despite this prickly exterior and social ineptitude, Brennen is a truly caring soul who will go out of his way to help out those less fortunate. Just so long as no one sees him doing it.

Description: Short, scrawny, brown hair, freckles, brown eyes. Brennen is a rather unassuming and unimpressive young man. He has very little muscle mass to speak of, can't put on weight, and seems to have stopped growing before he ever really got started. On top of this, he is covered head to toe in freckles. No one likes freckles. Brennen wears a constant scowl and is rarely seen without his trusty knife. He typically dresses in dirty browns and greys, as that is what was most often available to him during his upbringing.

Biography:

Brennen grew up on the streets of Terglinear with three brothers, an absentee mother, and no father. He and his brothers all fell in with a local gang from a very young age. While his brothers excelled in their new roles as enforcers, Brennen never grew into the same size and strength as them, and so couldn't follow in their footsteps. As such, he was relegated to the lowly ranks of gopher.

Brennen hated being a gopher. He hated the lack of respect, the lack of growth opportunity, and especially the vantage from which he could watch his brothers thrive while he withered away into inconsequence. To compensate for his size and in an effort to prove his toughness to the gang a little more, he started carrying around knives on the regular. There was only one tiny problem with this new accessory; Brennen hated knives. He couldn't even vocalize why they bothered him so, but the flash of light off that thin steel edge set his spine to shivering.

Unbeknownst to him, everyone else could see how much he hated the tool, even as he sought to master it. Thus was born his nickname; Five Fingered Brennen, because he was so hesitant with the blades that there was never so much as a whisper of a chance that he might accidentally nick himself one day.

Brennen's struggles to impress his found family came to an abrupt end the day he helped a child steal some food. While the child escaped, he took the fall. He was fully prepared (albeit terrified) to spend the rest of his life behind bars. He would have too, if not for the intervention of a dragon rider. Much to the irritation of the local constables, the dragon rider declared Brennen to be candidate material and claimed him for the Warren.

Brennen had no idea what life among dragon riders might look like, but it sure beat being imprisoned.

Bond

Name: Rudkath

Age: adult

Gender: male

Breed: Pernese/Alskyrian/Ryslen

Colour: Silver Spotted White-Silver

Size: 35' long, 15' tall

Abilities: Psionics (Telepathy, Teleportation, Telekinesis), Assisted Fire-Breath, Vocalization (Draconic trills dragons can understand)

Personality: Patient, contemplative, defensive. Rudkath knows that the world's been unfair to Brennen and it's up to him to defend his bond. He will fight anyone and anything in Brennen's name. That said, he'll give the perceived slight a good think before launching ​into the attack. Rudkath is a thoughtful soul who likes to examine problems from all angles. Due to this, he is able to temper his bond's reflexive anger and talk him down from jumping immediately to seeing an insult where none was meant.

Parents: Clareth x Jarninth

Origin: Calyeni Caverns

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