Persona Profile: V'lorn (Inactive)

Writer: Eimi

Name: V'lorn
Age: 38
Birthday: m5 d4
Rank: Wingrider, Cyclone Wing
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr

Awards
Crayon Awards: Favorite Villain (February 2007)

Physical Description of Persona:
Soft brown eyes, soft long brown hair, a boyish smile, button nose, a slight but well defined body, just slightly below average height– he's the type of man girls want to sweep up into their arms and cuddle, and some men as well which doesn't bother him in the least. But the charm he turns on and off at will only hides what is really going on inside.

Emotional Description of Persona:
V'lorn was the son of a drudge and sometime mistress of an emotionless Lord Holder. In the eyes of the Holder's family, in the eyes of the conservative Hold, he and his mother were the lowest of the low. He carries a lot of baggage behind all his smiles and seductive glances – the words he grew up hearing every day of his life – worthless, useless, bastard. V'lorn grew up believing he was little better than the scum excreted by the grubs in the field. Now he is a dragonrider, a protector of Pern, living for his dragon, but above all, he's still living for himself. He grew up believing that cheating, stealing, fighting, taking, bending or breaking the rules was just the natural way to get what you want, because no one's just going to give it to you. There is no charity without expectations of reciprocity in return. Shards, that's how he came to be – his biological father's claim that one good turn deserved another… and another… and another. And eventually the charity ends when what they have to offer in return just isn't appealing anymore. Bad fortune is not fate – it's your own flaming fault for expecting more from life.

His greatest joy is flaming Thread on the back of his beautiful blue, Naoth. V'lorn's snide, triumphant sneer of a smile – that's his true face, not all the beguiling grins that he fixes on his intended targets. Those are just to get what he wants. His true smile is filled with as much anger as joy, as much the memory of pain as happiness. But its shadow never leaves his eyes, and that as much as his body and his smile draws people to him. Let them believe they can reform him, save him, heal him. He likes his pain, just as he likes his anger and his hate. It's his only armor in a world that would tear him apart like the Thread he gleefully chars.

History of Persona:
The life of one born the bastard son in a conservative Hold to a shamed drudge was never going to be easy. The fact that his Lord Holder father acknowledged the boy only as a sign of his own proof of virility as he brags of several others bastards being sired in minor and cot holds, more like the child was a specimen on display than his offspring, only made it worse. Add to that the fact that the Lord Holder loved to point the evidence of his chronic infidelity out to his wife when she displeased him, and it took away any chance the boy might have had at happiness. That woman had it out for the child and his mother from the start, and it only got worse as she poisoned the Hold and her children against them.

V'lorn rarely recalls his childhood anymore. All he cares to remember is that he escaped that Hold and never looked back. His only possessions when he left were a deep loathing for his father, a burning shame in his mother, an intense hatred for anyone and anything associated with the Hold. He won't even speak it's name. But his most valuable possession he carried with him was the lessons he learned. If you just take it, you deserve it. If someone is kind, it means they want something. If you want it, take it, beg for it, steal it, or buy it by whatever means necessary 'cause no one is just going to give it to you for nothing. The body is just a collection of skin, blood and bones, and would be worthless without the personality of the person controlling it. Therefore, someone could use your body to your advantage, but if you let them take advantage of you, you're a fool – a lesson his mother never learned, and that more than anything else meant she deserved when she got. These are the remains of his childhood. His life began anew when the Search rider came.

He measures time from that moment. There is "Before I was Searched" and "After I was Searched". The things that happened before are not usually talked about. Many of the things that happened after are not talked about either. But then there was Naoth. In his beautiful blue he found that there really was such a thing as pure love, and that love can be selfless, flawless, and limitless. He found that there was joy to be had in compassion and sacrifice done out of love, and that being loved is a basic human need. V'lorn also became convinced, however, that no human could truly understand or reciprocate that kind of love. Humanity is too flawed and self-serving to feel so deeply. Love was something that belonged to he and Naoth alone. It was nothing he would, or could ever share with another human being.

And so he has lived his life as a dragonrider living only for himself and Naoth. Moments of true love, tenderness, kindess, and affection are reserved for his lifemate only. They face the world in the same way they face Thread – together, and yet alone. That, in V'lorn's mind, is the way it should be.

Dragon's Name: Naoth
Dragon's Age: 21
Dragon's Hatching Date: m3 d27
Dragon's Colour: Blue
Description of Dragon:
Naoth is a deep, rich, twilight blue He is slightly above average, and considers himself very handsome and desirable, just like his rider. The blue is fiercely loyal and defensive of his rider, but he does knows that some people don't love V'lorn like he loves him. He has decided it's because they don't really know him like he knows him. Therefore, he is sure his rider is always right. How could anyone so brave, so smart and so perfect not be?

Approved: November 1st 2006
Last updated: September 30th 2008

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Persona Profile: V'lorn (Inactive)