Name/Nicknames: Raven Finbarr/Rave
Gender: male
Rank/Position: Zoologist
Age: 28
Birthplace: Melbourne, Australia

Physical Description: Six foot one, well built and muscular. He's well tanned, with sun bleached brown hair that he keeps fairly short, only a few inches long. His eyes are a cloudy shade of blue, stormy and somewhat severe. He has no less than six tattoos; one on his back, one on the palm of each hand, one on his stomach, just above his navel. Yet another is right over his heart, and the final one is on his face, covering the area around his left eye. It even covers the eyelid. Every one of them is a raven, or centers around one, hence his name. Rave tends to dress casually, jeans and a t-shirt being all he requires. A shirt is even optional.

Personality: Definitely not one to be called shy, Raven is an openly friendly person. He loves meeting people, and going to bars and parties is something he does on a regular basis, if he can. Not one to back down from a challenge, he' ll try anything once, or more, if he likes it. His temper practically isn't there, and he's quite patient with most everyone. He enjoys a good laugh, and has a natural love of animals.

With his Impression to Belurith, he's learned what it's like to have a child. His patience grows thinner and thinner, and he's not quite as friendly as he used to be. That might have something to do with lack of sleep, what with the little dragon being afraid of the dark...

Background: Born in Melbourne, Australia, he started out as James Finbarr. Both of his parents were animal lovers, working at a nearby zoo, so his passion for working with animals came to him early on. He always had time and reason to visit the zoo, and practically grew up working there. James was home-schooled, so he had plenty of time to do as he pleased. Which included developing a more wild side of life, namely going to parties, making friends. All of his tattoos were acquired over the span of a single year. His parents didn't mind, as long as what he was doing was safe and smart. They even allowed him to legally change his name to Raven, due to his fascination with the bird.

Because of his schooling, Raven got his high school diploma when he was sixteen, and jumped into college almost immediately afterward. He already knew what he wanted to do, so getting a focus for college life wasn't too hard. It was rather rudely interrupted when his parents were invited to join the Pern Colonization project. Naturally, he went with them, and finished his studies there.

Being as there were no real zoos on Pern, Raven focused more on animal care, and learning as much as he could about the different animal species on the planet. He was especially interested in the fire-lizards, and was constantly trying to study them in their natural environment with minimal human presence. All of this came to a sudden, screeching halt with the first Threadfall. His father was killed, and his mother decided to move north with some of the other colonists.

When the Dragon Project began, he expressed a genuine interest in it. Though he was not directly involved in it, Raven did try to keep tabs with it. Much to his disappointment, his application for candidacy was too late for the first batch of eggs. When news spread of the second clutch needing candidates, he applied as soon as he could. This time, he was accepted, and eagerly awaits the hatching day.

It came, on a rather nasty day when a hurricane decided to grace New Landing. The fierce storm outside was nothing compared to the whirlwind of emotions, excitement, and tension in the Hatching Cavern. All through the day, Raven watched the eggs hatch, each of the dragons leaving with their respective human. There was a time when everyone thought it must be over; there hadn't been a split shell in twenty minutes. Of course, then young Belurith went and kicked things off for a seemingly final time. The bronze immediately chose Raven, and Rave immediately realized that every single rider he's talked to wasn't kidding when they said that having a dragon was a lot more than anyone had ever imagined.

Family/Friends:
Julie Finbarr/48/Veterinarian/North
Scott Finbarr/53/Zoologist/deceased

Hobbies & Skills: Raven plays well at most sports, though he often doesn't have the time. He'll never turn down a good party. Aside from his ease with animals, he seems to have an innate ability for 'fixing' things. Of course, they might not look the same (or all that pretty), but they'll serve their purpose.

If your persona were a song, the title: Hello, Goodbye.

Dragon's Name: Belurith
Age: Infant (hatched 12.3.11)
Color: Bronze
Physical Description: With all the gangliness of youth, he doesn't look much different in physical size and structure than his siblings. His hide is a deep, rich bronze, like molten metal. It had a burnished sheen, darkening greatly at his points; nose, tail, feet, and wings.

Personality: To be perfectly blunt, Belurith is a wimp. He's scared of practically everything; other people, the other hatchlings, firelizards, large rooms, too small rooms, noise, the dark...it's enough to drive his chosen mad. With enough persuasion, he can learn to cope with certain aspects of his life. Should Raven leave him alone, however, it's like a battlefield revisited: whatever unfortunate room he happened to be in ends up utterly trashed, broken, and a general disaster area.