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 << Me. >><br />
-==Night's Observant Bronze Zymadiath==
+==Night's Observant Shadows Bronze Zymadiath==
 He's a darkling bronze, grown into the dreadful weight of his wings, with the wolfish prowl to prove it. Those wings are mottled as smokily as the rest of him, but webbed darker still. Darkness shadows the dragon’s muzzle as well, like some long-smoldering mask, but it can't fully hide the eerie gleam of his eyes beneath their heavy brows nor the flare of large nostrils seemingly crafted for scenting prey. The only clearer points about him beyond the old silvery scarring which trails like an amoprhous rune along his belly, are his neckridges,  and even they are less pale than steeled sharp-- ticked at their points like spines-- and of course his avid hunter's claws.
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 ''Egg Inspiration:'' The heart-trees in Naomi Novik's new book, Uprooted. The book is steered by luck, chance and fate throughout and the heart-trees are one of the most strikingly described aspects of the book, both lucky and unlucky in of themselves.
 =Relationships/Companions=
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 Heavy bones collect relatively graceful but sturdy limbs beneath this massive runner, grown 18 hands easily at the withers. And a rather glorious beast this is, a cross of some stocky draft with the titch of fire of a warm-blood of slightly leaner girth, the proportions appear just right for smooth riding over long distances. Not the fastest, not the strongest, his build registers in some middling area. Heavy, large hooves are nigh-fully covered in the length of deep black feathers. Mane is slightly crimped, tail a'brush on the back of hocks, both too as black as night. The rest of the gelding cross claims a grulla coloration, that deep silvery-brown dun hue that's made all the more striking by the dark edges of his form. Broad back is a healthy one, head dramatic in its deep black contours often high-held in curiosity- and lending to a likely less than bomb-proof nature . <br />
 ''Foaled T34''<br />
 ''A shared runner, usually housed in Fort Weyr stables''<br />
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 = Miscellaneous =
 === Sound Tracks ===
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 * [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2C7-Zy-r10&index=98&list=PLfbnV6tfC8_lwBhTpv8SDrhDq4RjNVqqi Skulls - Bastille]
 * [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCLgCeBJOWg On my own - Ashes Remain]
 ===Other===
-* '''Given Nicknames:''' Hood, Lord Hood, Attitude, Sparkly Dirt
+* [http://img02.deviantart.net/255d/i/2015/182/c/d/weyrling_ka_ge_of_bronze_zymadiath_by_rakuraiwolf-d8zgwdk.png Weyrling Art]
 *Personality Type ESTP - [http://www.16personalities.com/estp-personality "..the likeliest personality type to make a lifestyle of risky behavior"]
 * [http://kevan.org/jh/kaelige Johari]

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 = Miscellaneous =
-== Sound Tracks ==
+=== Sound Tracks ===
 * [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EaxNHs93oIA For Your Entertainment - Adam Lambert]
 * [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntowwrTDZSQ Gonna Go Far Kid - The Offspring]
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 * [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCLgCeBJOWg On my own - Ashes Remain]
-==Other==
+===Body Marks===
 * '''Given Nicknames:''' Hood, Lord Hood, Attitude, Sparkly Dirt
 *Personality Type ESTP - [http://www.16personalities.com/estp-personality "..the likeliest personality type to make a lifestyle of risky behavior"]

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 =Zymadiath=
-<< It is not so black and white. >>
+<< It is not so black and white. >><br />
-''Then who is right?''
+''Then who is right?''<br />
-<< Me. >>
+<< Me. >><br />
 ==Night's Observant Bronze Zymadiath==
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 ===Mindvoice===
 Darkness, shadows, night. Is it any surprise that these are the things that compromise Zymadiath’s mindvoice? They will shape themselves into strange depictions, faint shapes that could be interpreted as symbols if one were trying to read into another’s mind by what they see in them. Ever changing, there doesn’t seem to be any pattern depending on his mood, though they may break apart and reshape themselves faster if he is agitated and slower when he is calm. The actual ‘tone’ of his voice is low and gravelly, not exactly pleasant to listen to but holding a power to it.
 ===Night's Observant Shadows Bronze Hatchling===
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 ''Egg Inspiration:'' The heart-trees in Naomi Novik's new book, Uprooted. The book is steered by luck, chance and fate throughout and the heart-trees are one of the most strikingly described aspects of the book, both lucky and unlucky in of themselves.
 =Relationships/Companions=
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 * '''Lilah''' ''Too Soon'' - Dead is dead. Though I guess nobody even really knows if you are dead. I don't despair your loss- I can't. But Zymadiath did what I couldn't.
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+-----------------------------------------------------<br />
 ===Crudely Crafted and Concealed Brown Firelizard Chiv===
-A boney little brown firelizard, seemingly lacking in muscular features and certainly no fat to speak of, is inconspicuous in presence though perhaps of generally normal length for his color. Sharpness defines him at every angle, like a tiny knife with wings. From fanged narrow muzzle to curved, hooked back-ridges to dark-silver pointed talons oversized for his dusky paws, the brown is a creature that looks less than inviting to the touch. Heavy dull browns coat him, dusty and dim, powdered darker at the lengths of raptor-long wings and whip-thin tail as if he'd been rolled in a mixture of soot and soil.
+A boney little brown firelizard, seemingly lacking in muscular features and certainly no fat to speak of, is inconspicuous in presence though perhaps of generally normal length for his color. Sharpness defines him at every angle, like a tiny knife with wings. From fanged narrow muzzle to curved, hooked back-ridges to dark-silver pointed talons oversized for his dusky paws, the brown is a creature that looks less than inviting to the touch. Heavy dull browns coat him, dusty and dim, powdered darker at the lengths of raptor-long wings and whip-thin tail as if he'd been rolled in a mixture of soot and soil.<br />
-''Impressed T36, Exile Islands'''
 ===Long-Distance Draft-Cross Grulla Gelding Bane===
-Heavy bones collect relatively graceful but sturdy limbs beneath this massive runner, grown 18 hands easily at the withers. And a rather glorious beast this is, a cross of some stocky draft with the titch of fire of a warm-blood of slightly leaner girth, the proportions appear just right for smooth riding over long distances. Not the fastest, not the strongest, his build registers in some middling area. Heavy, large hooves are nigh-fully covered in the length of deep black feathers. Mane is slightly crimped, tail a'brush on the back of hocks, both too as black as night. The rest of the gelding cross claims a grulla coloration, that deep silvery-brown dun hue that's made all the more striking by the dark edges of his form. Broad back is a healthy one, head dramatic in its deep black contours often high-held in curiosity- and lending to a likely less than bomb-proof nature .
+Heavy bones collect relatively graceful but sturdy limbs beneath this massive runner, grown 18 hands easily at the withers. And a rather glorious beast this is, a cross of some stocky draft with the titch of fire of a warm-blood of slightly leaner girth, the proportions appear just right for smooth riding over long distances. Not the fastest, not the strongest, his build registers in some middling area. Heavy, large hooves are nigh-fully covered in the length of deep black feathers. Mane is slightly crimped, tail a'brush on the back of hocks, both too as black as night. The rest of the gelding cross claims a grulla coloration, that deep silvery-brown dun hue that's made all the more striking by the dark edges of his form. Broad back is a healthy one, head dramatic in its deep black contours often high-held in curiosity- and lending to a likely less than bomb-proof nature . <br />
-''Foaled T34''
+''Foaled T34''<br />
-''A shared runner, usually housed in Fort Weyr stables''
+''A shared runner, usually housed in Fort Weyr stables''<br />
-[http://img13.deviantart.net/0822/i/2011/053/c/1/friesian_20_by_the_kurgan-d3a5b22.jpg Bane]
+[http://img13.deviantart.net/0822/i/2011/053/c/1/friesian_20_by_the_kurgan-d3a5b22.jpg Bane Image]
 =RP Logs=

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 =Zymadiath=
-<< We will make them pay. >>
+<< It is not so black and white. >>
-<big>Night's Observant Bronze Zymadiath</big>
+==Night's Observant Bronze Zymadiath==
 He's a darkling bronze, grown into the dreadful weight of his wings, with the wolfish prowl to prove it. Those wings are mottled as smokily as the rest of him, but webbed darker still. Darkness shadows the dragon’s muzzle as well, like some long-smoldering mask, but it can't fully hide the eerie gleam of his eyes beneath their heavy brows nor the flare of large nostrils seemingly crafted for scenting prey. The only clearer points about him beyond the old silvery scarring which trails like an amoprhous rune along his belly, are his neckridges,  and even they are less pale than steeled sharp-- ticked at their points like spines-- and of course his avid hunter's claws.
-==Temperament==
+===Temperament===
 There will always be a dichotomy to your shadowed bronze, Ka’ge; there is what he presents to the world and then there is what he presents to you. To the world, he is another cocky bronze, at once careless and smug. There are only very few that will ever be able to see the layers that he hides below that mask, as he grows to trust them, though you will always see both sides by the nature of your very bond. Whether you manage to maintain the front he wishes you to - whether you can keep that arrogant, so-sure edge that he would have define you both for the outside world to see - will matter much to him as his early months go by, and your successes and failures have the potential to affect how swiftly or how slowly your bond grows beyond that claiming moment of Impression.
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 Despite his ambition and reserve, despite the depths of your dragon’s layers, Zymadiath is willing to share his life with yours, if you will allow him. He fiercely believes in your responsibility as a pair to protect and serve your Weyr, regardless of your past. If you believe it with him, you will be his one partner, an equal in what he must do. If you do not, he will love you regardless, even if he has to work against you, in your best interests, Ka’ge.
-==Public Impression Message==
+===Public Impression Message===
 The Forgotten Markings Egg gives away to the touch of the dragonet inside, turning to dust as the cracks expand quickly over the egg. It is a large bronze, who must have been cramped in that egg, that is revealed. He doesn’t wait for either his dam or his sire’s encouragement, starting with Kaelige as he moves to investigate the Candidates. Unfortunately, he gets too eager as he tries to rise up on his hindquarters to look the young man over; he trips, his claws catching against Kaelige’s chest as he does so. It is the Night’s Observant Shadows Bronze Hatchling that rushes forward, barreling into his bronze brother’s side to push him away from the Candidate. After, he turns back to examine the Candidate himself, choosing him despite the injury.
-==Private Impression Message==
+===Private Impression Message===
 This isn’t the feeling of Impression that you would expect as that bronze attempts to peer into your eyes; this feeling is just pain that radiates blindingly from your chest. There’s no healing balm to it, but there is the relief of further pressure in a sudden movement of a darker bronze. Then suddenly there is the feeling of darkness shaping itself against your mind and around your heart, melding with you. Those shadows are as part of you as anything now, and you do not need a name for them. They are your Zymadiath, the realization there even before he speaks into your very soul, << We will make them pay, Ka’ge. >>
-==Mindvoice==
+===Mindvoice===
 Darkness, shadows, night. Is it any surprise that these are the things that compromise Zymadiath’s mindvoice? They will shape themselves into strange depictions, faint shapes that could be interpreted as symbols if one were trying to read into another’s mind by what they see in them. Ever changing, there doesn’t seem to be any pattern depending on his mood, though they may break apart and reshape themselves faster if he is agitated and slower when he is calm. The actual ‘tone’ of his voice is low and gravelly, not exactly pleasant to listen to but holding a power to it.
-==Night's Observant Shadows Bronze Hatchling==
+===Night's Observant Shadows Bronze Hatchling===
 He's a darkling bronze, disjointed with youth but with the potential for so much more; despite long legs and a longer tail, he more creeps than truly walks, a low and insectoid scuttle. His wings are longest of all, a dreadful weight to grow into, with webbing that's mottled as smokily as the rest of him but a shade or two darker still. Darkness shadows his muzzle as well, like some long-smoldering mask, but it can't fully hide the gleam of his eyes beneath heavy brows nor the flare of large nostrils seemingly crafted for scenting prey.  The only clearer points about him, and even they are less pale than steeled sharp, are his neckridges-- ticked at their points like spines-- and of course his avid hunter's claws.
-== Name Meaning==
+=== Name Meaning===
 Inspired by the ultimate hero-slash-villain, in a way that I thought suited your inspirations and the epic scale of your dragon, Kael, from The Watchmen: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
-==Inspiration==
+===Inspiration===
 Your dragon is inspired by many vigilante heroes who believe that their way is right, though Batman is the primary example of this. There are morally grey areas, but he will certainly protect those that need him. His description was crafted from exactly what you asked for, done beautifully by N’rov! Who also suggests that if you wish for him to be injured in the hatching as well as Ka’ge, that those scars leads to ‘old silvery scarring like an amorphous rune along his belly’. Zymadiath’s mindvoice pulls in elements of all nighttime vigilantes, but it especially holds hint of Rorschach with it’s reforming, suggestive darkness and Batman with his gravelly, low voice.
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 =Relationships/Companions=
-'''PC'''
+===PC===
-* '''Dahlia''' ''Dee'' - A light in the dark. You don't realize what lengths I would go to for you, should you only ask.
+* '''Dahlia''' ''Dee'' - A light in the dark. You don't realize what lengths I would go to for you, should you only ask. 'Complicated' is only whatever's in your head.
 * '''Kh'tyr''' ''Mentor'' - What an asshole. But let's be real honest, I respect him.
 * '''N'rov''' ''Clever'' - I'm not sure what he wants from of me, I'm not sure if I can trust him. What does he really know?
-* '''Lys''' ''Shadow'' - You act like me, right down to not wanting to give me your name. That means you're trouble. Too bad you aren't in my territory. I guess I'll be visiting yours.
+* '''Lys''' ''Little shadow'' - You act like me, right down to not wanting to give me your name. That means you're trouble. Too bad you aren't in my territory. I guess I'll be visiting yours.
 * '''Olivya''' ''Sharp'' - I'm curious to watch you. You and your little friend from Southern.
-'''NPC'''
+===NPC===
 * '''Y'tob''' ''Knows too much'' - Just stay out of my way.
 * '''Draozu''' ''Master'' - My father, my master, the voice in my head. You speak, I move. Much to Zymadiath's frustration, your word is my command.
 * '''Iashun''' ''The Ugly'' - You kept me keen before and during weyrlinghood, but you're just a nuisance now. Ears and eyes in the Weyr that's unnecessary. Mine are better than yours ever could be. Call me boy one more time.
-'''Deceased'''
+===Deceased===
 * '''R'oan''' ''Liar'' -  Too bad you can't punch a dead man (again). I've never had someone's death haunt me so.
 * '''Lilah''' ''Too Soon'' - Dead is dead. Though I guess nobody even really knows if you are dead. I don't despair your loss- I can't. But Zymadiath did what I couldn't.
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-'''Crudely Crafted and Concealed Brown Firelizard Chiv'''
+===Crudely Crafted and Concealed Brown Firelizard Chiv===
 A boney little brown firelizard, seemingly lacking in muscular features and certainly no fat to speak of, is inconspicuous in presence though perhaps of generally normal length for his color. Sharpness defines him at every angle, like a tiny knife with wings. From fanged narrow muzzle to curved, hooked back-ridges to dark-silver pointed talons oversized for his dusky paws, the brown is a creature that looks less than inviting to the touch. Heavy dull browns coat him, dusty and dim, powdered darker at the lengths of raptor-long wings and whip-thin tail as if he'd been rolled in a mixture of soot and soil.
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-'''Long-Distance Draft-Cross Grulla Gelding Bane'''
+===Long-Distance Draft-Cross Grulla Gelding Bane===
 Heavy bones collect relatively graceful but sturdy limbs beneath this massive runner, grown 18 hands easily at the withers. And a rather glorious beast this is, a cross of some stocky draft with the titch of fire of a warm-blood of slightly leaner girth, the proportions appear just right for smooth riding over long distances. Not the fastest, not the strongest, his build registers in some middling area. Heavy, large hooves are nigh-fully covered in the length of deep black feathers. Mane is slightly crimped, tail a'brush on the back of hocks, both too as black as night. The rest of the gelding cross claims a grulla coloration, that deep silvery-brown dun hue that's made all the more striking by the dark edges of his form. Broad back is a healthy one, head dramatic in its deep black contours often high-held in curiosity- and lending to a likely less than bomb-proof nature .

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-{{Profile
+{{ProfileTabs
 |picture=Kage.jpg
-|mother=NPC - Renegade
+|mother=Eligeya(NPC) - Renegade
-|father=NPC - Seacrafter/Renegade
+|father=Kaethun(NPC) - Seacrafter/Renegade
-|siblings=Infant bother (deceased)
+|siblings=Eliun(NPC) - brother (deceased)
-|body={{wysk}}
+|body=
-== Description ==
+= Description =
 A rugged scruff of stubble lines his squared and defined jaw, hinting at the man that this boy is quickly becoming, and making it difficult to age him just by looks. His skin claims a natural tan beneath beneath bruises, scratches and scars, hinting of tones used to warmer climates. Shadowed beneath short, often unkempt black hair are mischievous, piercing green-touched blue eyes. He has a hardness about his lazy stance that doesn't quite fit, one that doesn't quite immediately seem friendly by any means. Standing straight, he reaches about six foot or so of lithe, suspicious stature. Beneath the layers of clothing he wears, he's conditioned well. Limbs, chest, back speak nothing of fat, their contours dramatic and carved. Not particularly brawny, but clearly toned, ready. His physical athleticism is obvious, his direction not so much.
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 Looped at his hip instead of his shoulder is a knot- the simpleness of a rider, the colors of Fort Weyr, and a central cord of darkened bronze.
-{{Family}}
+= History =
-{{FamilyEnd}}
-−
-== History ==
 It started as simply as intervening ships enroute from Gar to Boll, and later from Ista to Fort. His father, wholly skilled at the sea and its crafts, had a steady hand in the seaborne raids. After the event of the Scudder, he had reached out to the land based raids, joining the renegades and meeting the woman who would become Kael’s mother on the evening of being apprehended at a hand-off of supplies by Fort Weyr riders.
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 N'rov rose to Weyrleader in this time, his bronze catching Southern-transplanted Mirinda's Zaisavyth, a flight Zymadiath had lost. Following such grand losses of riders and weyrfolk alike, wings began changing. Eventually, the Weyrleader approached him to tap him into a new wing- Onyx. Change continues on.
-== Crudely Crafted and Concealed Brown Chiv ==
+=Relationships/Companions=
-A boney little brown firelizard, seemingly lacking in muscular features and certainly no fat to speak of, is inconspicuous in presence though perhaps of generally normal length for his color. Sharpness defines him at every angle, like a tiny knife with wings. From fanged narrow muzzle to curved, hooked back-ridges to dark-silver pointed talons oversized for his dusky paws, the brown is a creature that looks less than inviting to the touch. Heavy dull browns coat him, dusty and dim, powdered darker at the lengths of raptor-long wings and whip-thin tail as if he'd been rolled in a mixture of soot and soil.
-== Relationships ==
+= Relationships =
 '''PC'''
 * '''Dahlia''' ''Dee'' - A light in the dark. You don't realize what lengths I would go to for you, should you only ask.
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 * '''R'oan''' ''Liar'' -  Too bad you can't punch a dead man (again). I've never had someone's death haunt me so.
 * '''Lilah''' ''Too Soon'' - Dead is dead. Though I guess nobody even really knows if you are dead. I don't despair your loss- I can't. But Zymadiath did what I couldn't.
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 * [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCLgCeBJOWg On my own - Ashes Remain]
-== RP Logs ==
+=RP Logs=
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-== Miscellaneous ==
+= Miscellaneous =
 * '''Given Nicknames:''' Hood, Lord Hood, Attitude, Sparkly Dirt
 *Personality Type ESTP - [http://www.16personalities.com/estp-personality "..the likeliest personality type to make a lifestyle of risky behavior"]
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 * [http://kevan.org/nohari?name=Kaelige Nohari]
 * D&D Alignment - Neutral Evil Human Rogue
 |position=Stablehand
 |where=Fort Weyr
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 |Categories=Exiles, Fort Area, Fort Weyr
 }}
 [[Category:Bronzeriders]]
 [[Category:Quartz_Wing]]

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 == Description ==
-A sad scruff of stubble lines his squared and defined jaw, hinting at the man that this boy is attempting to become, and making it difficult to age him just by looks. His skin is well-tanned beneath bruises and scratches, hinting of tones used to warmer climates. Shadowed beneath short, spikey black hair are rather piercing perhaps mischievous green-touched blue eyes. He has a hardness about his lazy stance that highly suggests the term trouble. Or misfit. Or both. Standing straight, he reaches about 5'11" or so of lithe, suspicious stature. His limbs are somewhat lanky in comparison to his body but already toned with a strong hint of muscular potential, and his torso is as skinny as can be. His athleticism is obvious, his direction not so much.
+A rugged scruff of stubble lines his squared and defined jaw, hinting at the man that this boy is quickly becoming, and making it difficult to age him just by looks. His skin claims a natural tan beneath beneath bruises, scratches and scars, hinting of tones used to warmer climates. Shadowed beneath short, often unkempt black hair are mischievous, piercing green-touched blue eyes. He has a hardness about his lazy stance that doesn't quite fit, one that doesn't quite immediately seem friendly by any means. Standing straight, he reaches about six foot or so of lithe, suspicious stature. Beneath the layers of clothing he wears, he's conditioned well. Limbs, chest, back speak nothing of fat, their contours dramatic and carved. Not particularly brawny, but clearly toned, ready. His physical athleticism is obvious, his direction not so much.
-−
-He's dressed in darker colored garb from head to toe which may have been black at some point but has long since faded, fingerless gloves and hood included. Wher-hide jacket and pants are cheaper in make, but usable. The material is thin, the edges are worn and just a bit ragged from high wear and tear. There is, however, a small patch of material sewn on with poor form onto his left shoulder which seems to have numerous tiny scratch marks all over it. Around his right arm beneath his jacket is a hide strap that holds three heavy metal four inch long pins, and a short dagger is strapped to his right thigh that perhaps takes the place of, or is in addition to, an unseen belt knife.
+A deeply obsidian flight jacket is of excellent quality, with ridges and stitching of experienced journeyman level but with no particular icons included. It bares a heavier hood, one that could easily cover most of his face- and very often, that's exactly what it does. Beneath, he's dressed in darker colored wher-hide garb with the grey-black dabbling an intentional element. Beneath his jacket, he wears a criss-crossing of hide in the likes of a harness with pockets and grooves. Beyond that, the rest is far more typical-a belt knife lies at his lower back, and a short dagger is strapped to his right thigh.
 {{Family}}
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 Although kept well-shielded from the public eye since arriving at Fort, he continues to be molded by his master's 'acquaintance' - another well experienced in his particular area of expertise. Messages are passed via firelizard to those who hold his puppet strings, but never last long enough to be seen beyond his eye. He appears to the masses to be a hooded enigma with plenty of sarcastic wit to cover what isn't shadowed by his garb. And although he seemed more than reluctant to participate in anything of benefit to the Weyr, it' was notable that he was rather possessive of his rank of candidacy after being Searched by Lilah's Eliyaveith. During his candidacy, he had a hand in organizing and spying for the thefts from the stores meant for relief to the Hold post-landslide, which ultimately failed.
-In late turn 37, he Stood for Elaruth and Bijedth's clutch, for which he failed to Impress and was witness to a young green hatchling going Between instead of choosing a lifemate. He retained his knot, Standing for Eliyaveith's first clutch by Liesanth and Impressed to Zymadiath.  Another bronze hatchling had approached him first and fell, clawing a large gash in his chest. Zymadiath knocked the other away, who ended up Impressing to Y'tob, a boy Ka'ge had threatened but didn't take the life of, again risking his secrecy.  Both boy and dragonet were wounded and fell behind in their weyrling class in the first couple of months. However, most of Ka'ge's allergies to hard work seemed to evaporate during weyrlinghood, and he passed his exams and other basic training with all too-much ease. Despite being less nocturnal, he still seems to disappear at times from the group.
+In late turn 37, he Stood for Elaruth and Bijedth's clutch, for which he failed to Impress and was witness to a young green hatchling going Between instead of choosing a lifemate. He retained his knot, Standing for Eliyaveith's first clutch by Liesanth and Impressed to Zymadiath.  Another bronze hatchling had approached him first and fell, clawing a large gash in his chest. Zymadiath knocked the other away, who ended up Impressing to Y'tob, a boy Ka'ge had threatened but didn't take the life of, again risking his secrecy.  Both boy and dragonet were wounded and fell behind in their weyrling class in the first couple of months.
 == Crudely Crafted and Concealed Brown Chiv ==
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 == Relationships ==
-* '''Dee''' ''Innocent'' - You are everything I am not . What have you done?
+'''PC'''
-* '''Eadgyd''' ''Disruptive'' -  Be careful who you push.
+* '''Dahlia''' ''Dee'' - A light in the dark. You don't realize what lengths I would go to for you, should you only ask.
-* '''Hattie''' ''Leadership'' - If I cannot avoid you, I suppose I should at least watch my mouth.
+* '''Kh'tyr''' ''Mentor'' - What an asshole. But let's be real honest, I respect him.
-* '''Jemizen''' ''Too much happy'' - If I get stuck with you again in chores, I'm not sure any of my training will help me handle it.
+* '''N'rov''' ''Clever'' - I'm not sure what he wants from of me, I'm not sure if I can trust him. What does he really know?
-* '''Katriona''' ''Disappointed'' - It frustrates me to know you're 'done'. There's so much left to do.
+* '''Lys''' ''Shadow'' - You act like me, right down to not wanting to give me your name. That means you're trouble. Too bad you aren't in my territory. I guess I'll be visiting yours.
-* '''Lilah''' ''Tolerable'' - Can you read minds? Because if you can, I'm in trouble. You seem to be everywhere I go. A real hiccup in the process. But, there's something about you.. I almost don't mind it.
+* '''Olivya''' ''Sharp'' - I'm curious to watch you. You and your little friend from Southern.
-* '''Paislie''' ''Shy'' - Shy or secretive or both, I'm not sure how to handle you, but you're no threat so you've got that going for you.
-* '''Rasaid''' ''Dense'' - Either you fell and hit your head on your way through the door, or you're really that thick. I hope for your sake it's the former.
+'''NPC'''
 == Sound Tracks ==