Ly'iir (Lyubomir)
Gender Male
Dragon Brown Khoszeth
Current Home Xanadu Weyr
Place of Birth Xanadu Weyr
Wing Galaxy
Position Wingrider/Hand(s)yman
Played By Douglas Hickmann
Height 6'1"
Build Athletic
Hair Brown
Eyes Green


At just a smidge over six feet in height and with broad shoulders, this young man carries himself with a quiet kind of confidence. His features are naturally serious, straight, dark eyebrows cutting a stern line over deep green eyes. His nose is perfectly proportioned, poised over a mouth that's oft-given to somber lines. High cheekbones compete with a squared jaw and a dimpled chin for dominance; overall, the result is a face that's perfectly proportioned and easily construed as classically handsome. His hair is long and brown, a rich hue that shines with traces of gold and copper in the right light. His skin is naturally tan, taking on bronzen tones when he's out in the sun more often.
His build is decidedly athletic, with callused hands speaking to plenty of time spent working with them. His shoulders are broad, his arms are strong, and the whole of him is well-proportioned - as befits one that works often and works hard.
His clothing is necessarily pragmatic, tending toward short-sleeved shirts and tunics, or else sleeves that can be easily tied up and out of the way. Belts and well-fitted trousers are a must, as are well-worn - and well-kept - boots. Most often, he can be spotted with a tool belt or two slung over his hips, outfitted with whatever he needs to get the job done.


Everyone has to start somewhere! And, in Lyubomir's case, he started as the son of a nanny and a woodsman at Xanadu Weyr - the latest in a long line of natural-born residents. He was also a surprise, though a welcomed one. Much like his older siblings, he spent a fair amount of his childhood in the creche, under his mother's supervision. His childhood was otherwise uneventful, though he proved to have an aptitude for taking things apart and putting them back together again (and all without spare parts leftover!)

Eiuain had no interest in becoming a rider, but his brother, Yobeirn, always did; at the age of 17, Yobeirn became Y'eirn to blue Zmeith and thus were Lyubomir's own aspirations born. As soon as he was old enough to Stand, he did - though Lyubomir's luck out there has been less stellar. Still, he's an able handyman (having learned from his brother) and a quick learner, even if he never had any inclinations to join a craft.


Name Relation Location Position
Lyreia Mother Xanadu Weyr Nanny
Borumin Father Xanadu Weyr Woodsman
Y'eirn (Yobeirn) Older Brother Xanadu Weyr Rider to Blue Zmeith
Eiuain Older Sister Xanadu Weyr Laundress
Evi Ex-Weyrmate Xanadu Rider to Green Neifeth
D'lei Acquaintance Xanadu Weyr Rider to Bronze Garouth


Deep of Dusk Blue Patch

The perfect, deepest of dusks upon Samhain spread over the hide of this darkly-blue firelizard: dark ultramarine shading down into navy, then midnight. Upon his shoulders and brow, hints of deep violet and splendid indigo paint themselves, as if to remind one of the faded sunlight now exiting the world.
His large eyes are shadowed beneath deep ridges, hinting at perhaps darker thoughts, while the rest of him shows the angular lines of an attenuated physique, leanness shown in the natural press of ribs, jagged scrape of 'ridges, and jut of hip bones into his hide.

Ghastly Flesh Green Kludge

There's no getting around it: this green's hide color is positively ghastly. Shades of pea soup, unripe olive, and slime mix unevenly upon her hide, rendering her a strange thing at least to look upon. At the junction of her neck and chest, and at all four wrists, a darker vert splotches, noticable from afar as jagged-looking 'stitches' of sorts. Heavily ridges eyes loan her a brooding look, her rangy body and limbs moving smoothly, though they seem somehow gangling and awkward.

The Basic Brown Plank

Basically, he's the best! What is not to love about a brown so chock full of utterly commonplace delights? Is it a crime to love the kind of virtues that four out of five brown-impressees would call wonderful? His most exceptional feature is the taupe-touched cream that daubs the crown of his slightly asymmetric head and spills over his muzzle, down the top of his neck with a dusting of nutmeg and cinnamon sprinkles. Frothy pumpkin-kissed caramel rises to swallow the edges on the underside of his jaw and neck. Then, the most generically scrumptious shade of milk-in-klah drenches every last bit of his exceptionally average frame. Sure, he's sort of the furthest thing from "exotic" that a brown can get, but is uniqueness really what a person wants out of their prosaic pal? Hopefully not, because for this brown, basic is best!

Regret Nothing, Until It Is Too Late Brown Khoszeth


Art by: Sara Gilman

If you don't look too closely at this brown, he looks pretty ordinary. Ordinarily pretty, yes, with that warm gold-touched hide, the soft sandy caramel that makes up the majority of him. A desert sunset in motion, this brown seems to flow almost, the minute color differences between one shade of sand to the next an interesting backdrop for his relatively plain figure. From certain angles, maybe he looks like he has too many wings, or heads, or — no, no, he's perfectly normal, thank you very much. He's got a handsomely-shaped head, with nice shapely cheekbones and a maybe slightly roman nose, dusted 'round the topline with sooty umber. The shadowed shade sweeps elegantly over wide eyes, (definitely only two) down long headknobs and jagged neckridges. It darkens the warm sandy brown of his slightly cresty neck only slightly on its way down to powerful shoulders, where the gathering umbra ranges once more. This time, it springs wildly up the broad undersides of seemingly-impossibly long wings, darkening from umber to near-black along the very trailing edges, yet not so much as touching the caramel of sides, hips, sweeping tail. No, those get the faintest touches of salmon here, copper there, an impressionistic flare of color that stains the upper part of those long-long wings slightly brighter than the rest of his already-bright body.


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