Description
Reaching a height of 6 feet tall, Jaleldan doesn't seem to notice your gaze. His deep midnight black hair, almost blue, reminds you of a starless night when only the shadows are your company. It falls to slightly below his shoulders in gentle waves, usually tied back into a runner-tail to keep it out of his eyes when he is working. His eyes, like two bright Emeralds reflect the truth in his soul. Pure bliss and happiness that dances around inside of him like two faeries waltzing around on a midsummers night.
Every inch of his body from head to toe is made up of pure muscle. His well toned muscles created from hard work, sweat and perseverance. His pecks, so firm, push out any shirt he wears. The muscles don't stop there, they ripple along his body, stretching down to his long legs that radiate the power beneath them, enticing both males and females for a closer look. His firm washboard abs are usually even apparent through the different shirts he may wear.
His skin is tanned deep klah brown which is covered in black skin tight weyrhide pants that hug his strong pert hips, and perfectly heart shaped butt. His shirt is skin tight and a deep blue that sets off his Emerald eyes and his muscular biceps. Leading down from his strong biceps are Jaleldans hands, probably one of his best features. Big and strong, but well cared for despite the obvious work the man does with them. His knot flows around his biceps, letting everyone know that he is the Craft Second of the Beastcraft since they are in red and yellow. Below the knot is a patch with an Auryn symbol for the Mystical Stables on his left shoulder. Jale appears to be 44 Turns, 6 months, and 13 days.
History
Jale was born out of a accidental moment between a green rider, and a timid Weyr Harper. When Jale's mother found out she was pregnant, she told J'len. J'len, of course, turned the woman away. He told her he had no intention of raising a child that wasn't his. J'len claimed he could father no children, and he didn't like women.
This threw Jale's mother Alelna for a loop, and frantic she turned to her best friend, who was a stablehand at Katz Field Hold.. and shipped the child off before he really even knew his mother. While Jale was gone, his mother recovered from her breakdown and became the wife of the Weyr's young steward who had two children, a turn older than the son she shipped away.
Feeling guilty for what she had done to her son, she raised the children as her own, but didn't send for her own son till 12 turns later. By this time Jale didn't even remember his real mom, and of course had never known his real father. When Jale was told that Kalen wasn't his real father, Jale was sad, and quite upset. He screamed at his foster father for keeping it from him all these years, and decided to leave and find his real mother.
Apon finding his real mother, she told him who his father was, and he ran off searching for the green rider, hoping he could clue him in on who he really was. Jale's mind was made up that his father would accept him where his mother would not for most of his life. Jale found his father in a drunken rage, swinging at his weyrmate Y'sen, trying to hurt him. Jale knocked his father off his feet and scolded him for his actions, and told him to sleep it off. J'len proceeded to start flirting with his own son, telling him how handsome he was, not really knowing any better in his drunken state. Jale threw his father in bed, and walked off to see if Y'sen was ok.
Y'sen was shocked to say the least at the tall young man, and said quietly.. " So the Harper wasn't lying after all. " Jale looked shocked, not quite understanding that Y'sen meant that his mother wasn't lying about fathering J'len's child. Y'sen proceeded to tell him how much he looked like his father, and also started flirting with him. J'len, of course woke up later to find out that he did indeed have a son, and was enraged that he was told he couldn't have children because of an accident he had after a threadfall. J'len proceeded to say he had ruined his whole life because he couldn't have kids, and broke down sobbing before his son. Jale comforted his father, much to Y'sen's disappointment, J'len threw out his weyrmate and moved his son in his weyr.
After awhile, J'len found out his son, and he were alot alike, and taught his son about life. Though soon Jale decided he needed his own place, and a job to keep him busy so he left his father and traveled again.
Later Jaleldan joined the Beastcraft Hold and worked his way up to Craft Second, which he now proudly holds. He produces top quality racers, and is slowly breeding other breeds to be the same.
Family
| Name | Relation | Location | Position |
|---|---|---|---|
| Alelna | Mother | Ierne Weyrhold | Weyrharper |
| J'len | Father | Ierne Weyrhold | Rider of Green Msarth |
| J'dlen | Step Brother | Weyr | Bronzerider |
| Lealena | Step Sister | Harper Hall | Harper |
Firelizards
Morning Light Gold Ilona
Sunrisen glory sweeps radiantly over the lean and delicate-seeming frame of this young queen. She is large, this aureate one is, touched with the rosy hue of dawn, saffron blending with the golden hues while even darker gold, like that of the midday sun, splashes and spills along her underbelly, contrasting with the lighter hue of her fragile-looking wingsails. From blunted headknobs set on a petite head, to the golden length of her long tail, she speaks of leaness and power, yet gentle curves endow a sweetness and innocence to her ethereal form. Like a spray of golden dawnfire, she moves with the grace of a thousand sunrises.
Pets
Mina (ferret)
Tiny, and yet perfectly formed, wingmarks of a shade similar to Terran chocolate pattern smooth body, while a bib marks out her throat. Distinctive markings upon her head take upon the idea of siamese shadings, carusing gently about until fading into the patterned perfection of the rest of her hide. Hidden below her belly, fawn marks out it's territory, steadily darkening to join the chocolate of her elongated torso. White toes fill in the ends of her dainty feet.
