Azarin
At a height of nearly 5'10 this young man is hardly one of the shortest people on Pern. His cool gray eyes look out from underneath dark, straight eyebrows. A fairly straight narrow nose lies right in the middle of his face, a minute scar on one side only perceivable because it is lighter than his tanned skin. High cheekbones make his cheeks look hallow, giving him an almost gaunt appearance, which his sharp chin does nothing to amend. Wiry muscles of arm and leg, and a slim overall figure gives him an rather menacing look, though the light in his eyes is quick to turn warm. Dark hair, growing longer again after a brief encounter with shortness, falls limply around his ears and across his eyes, a constant annoyance that he will not admit to.
Azarin's outfits:
| Istasummer | Midnight's blue is the color of the sleeveless shirt, hanging limply from Aza's shoulders. Stitched into the thin fabric on the back is a large dragon, embroidered in silver thread. His tattered black pants are cut off just above the knee, loose threads, caressing the tanned skin of his thighs. Thick straps of black-dyed leather keeps well-fitting sandals in place on his long narrow feet. |
| Istasummer2 | The sleeves have been ruthlessly ripped off Aza's maroon tunic, to account for the heat of the Istan summer. Open at the neck, it shows a bit of a nearly hairless chest, tanned from hours spent in the sun (without a shirt). His trousers are in no better shape. Black-dyed canvas has been cut off just above the knees, the loose strands of thread caressing his bronzed thighs. Held tightly to his long feet by black leather straps are thick-soled sandals, well worn and scratched several places. |
| Woods | Dressed from top to toe in green shades, Azarin blends in well in a forested area. His tunic is the same color as dark green pine-needles, while his wherhide trousers are even darker and blended here and there with brown. His soft, calf-length boots are dirty-brown, though underneath the layer of mud, the color appears to be tan. Slung over his shoulders, he wears a cloak, woven from white wool, though dyed to a deep green. |
| Orange | Aza wears a shortsleeved dark orange tunic, scintillating as light hits it. His canvas trousers are dyed a deep red, mathcing the tunic in tones and hue, the bottoms falling over soft calf-lenght boots. Holding back his hair in a loose runners tail - with strands escaping here and there - is a lenght of leather-string. |
| Candidate Robe | Two identical pieces of sizzling white fabric has been put together to form the semblance of a Candidate's robe. Large, clumsy stitches of white thread hold the two parts together at shoulders and sides, leaving holes for neck and arms. The length of the robe goes to his calves, but the seam of the sides only reach just above his knees, leaving slits, allowing for his legs to move more freely. His thick-soled sandals, with wide straps, have been painted white in an attempt to make them match the color of the robe. |
Blue Basil [Firelizard]
This flitter's hide is coated navy blue, unchanging as far as other shades are concerned. His head is held high in pride rather than scorn, as though whatever it is that he's doing, it couldn't possibly be less important next to anything else he /could/ be doing. There is purpose to his movements, almost an overdone purpose, as though he gets carried away with the simplest things.