Appearance: |
D'burg is a tall man with short, blond hair and skin just a little darker than an average tanned white person. He's got freckles a little paler than his skin across his face and shoulders. He likes to wear loose, flowing clothing with open necks, though that can be impractical in mountainous, seasonal weather.
He's got an athletic build and a dramatic way of presenting himself that comes across as a mix between flamboyancy and theatre-style training. Indeed, while he was not a theatre kid himself, he was often thought of as the sibling with all the jokes and the active imagination.
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Personality: |
D'burg is a farmboy from a stakehold outside of Darkling Dawn, raised with a passel of other children to tend animals that helped feed the local dragon population. As a middle child, he got overlooked, especially since his mother was sick for most of his childhood, and it left him feeling a sense of emptiness that he attributed to being stuck in the muck with base animals.
He followed in the footsteps of his sister, Mondriel, when he began to look for ways to bond his own dragon. A Searchrider had come through their farm some years earlier, but he'd been kept from taking up the call by his older brother, D'leck, who was rigid about keeping the farm running no matter what the cost.
D'burg snuck away around the same time that Mondriel was properly requested to come to Darkling Dawn, trudging to the lone mountain by foot when he couldn't catch a ride. When he finally made it there, he bonded with Meseket a little under a week later-- almost as though she were waiting for him.
He hasn't looked back since. With such a variety of people and dragons, D'burg is in his element. It turns out that, when not put to rough farm labour, he is a sparkling diamond, being both witty and charming, extroverted and outspoken. Sometimes he lacks grace, and there's more than one person who has grown tired of his ways when he keeps close company for too long, but he believes they're too stodgy and need to learn to live a little. Anything in life can be made dreary by hard work, but it's celebrating life's pleasures that is the rarest and highest form of indulgence!
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