Member: Canus Lupus
Character Number: 1

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Name: Vasille Va'lle

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Ranking Position: Fisherman/Candidate

Residence: (Red River Weyr, Longcliff Hold, cothold)

Parents: Valenira (deceased)- Mother :: Sillein (recently deceased)- Father

Sibling(s): None made it past a turn old.

Children: None

Current Weyrmate/Lover: None

Status: A little worse for wear, but healthy

Pet(s): None

Fighting Wing: N/A

Dragon: N/A

Physical Description: Vasille has short curly hair, where it's original color is light brown, but the tips are sun-bleached. He keeps it short, using a knife often, to keep the hair from bothering him. His eyes are light blue, like bright sunny day, but not facing the sun of course. He is lean, well muscled through all the hard work he started at a young age. He is tanned, but his orginal is tan, but his upper body, waist up, is darker, medium tan, due to he is shirtless when it's warm out. He has many scars on his hands, due to the fish, cut from the hooks, even a few knife cuts on his left palm. He is right-handed, and his hands looked a bit gnarly. It doesn't matter Vasille at all.

Vasille's clothing are a little tight, close to his body, so it wouldn't get in the way. He would be seen wearing little leathers, only leather shoes, no boots, or if they were, it was simple, and tight agianst his calf. Sometimes, on colder days, leather vest, to help keep rain from getting him too wet, but on hot days, he would only wear pants, to keep cool while he's working on the ships. Vasille normally wearing neutral colors. It was just easy for him to get, and some so that he didn't get worried about stains from the fish, and anything he does on the ship. Some are red, to hide the blood stain, or ones same color as the fish he's cutting.

Personality: Vasille is shy man. While he does work hard, he preferred alone, or with little people. He doesn't stay shy all the time, but he is just cautious about everyone, before he would allow them to be considered friend. He doesn't judge a person by one meeting, it takes him awhile to open up, and talk to them. Vasille rather help with the ship, and any duties before playing. He would never do any pranks, nor would he lie. He is easy target for pranks with other boys, as he is easily fooled. He becomes quiet, and cautious to the people for a very long time, hard to make up, and forgive them for it. He does have good memory, but not the best. His talent is with the fishing, and boats, which he loved.

Vasille actually one of those, he would do anything for older folks, especially fishermen, much he could. He isn't one to slack off, working hard as he could when he has a job to do. He was close to his father, even after his father's death, when he would find about it. Vasille keeps his friends close, most of them were on the ship that he served, Sea Farer. Vasille had little harper training, only enough to get buy, but once he was tweleve turns old, he was always on the ship, which he doesn't know very much, which often the target for teasings. Even though he has been around mostly men, he is unsure about women, but respected them just as well.

Biography: Vasille was the last child born out of Valenira, where she died a few days after giving birth to him. Sillien shored up Several months to deal with his son, long enough that he would be taken care of by a caretaker while he went out fishing. He was not fussy little boy when he was younger. He didn't name his son, until he was a turn old, on break from fishing. Sillien was at a small fishing hold, where he was fisherman there. Vasille was normally easy going as young. At age of four, he was out running with his foster mother's children, which one was old enough to defend from any pranks done on him, but some did, and Vasille stayed quiet for a long while, cautious of people. The following turn, he wanted to be like his father, to be fisherman, which his father was happy as journeyman fisherman, on a ship, which catches fish for the fish hold. He could only do so little when he was little, helping mending nets, or sails. He would also get things for the fishermen.

The boy was great help with the ship, getting places where the men couldn't easily get to. Vasille didn't know the captain was remotely related to him. Vasille went from helping hand around the deck and gutting fish, to help the fishermen with their catches.

At age of twelve, he started to be with the men of Sea Farer, where they were like his family. They had made sure no one would bother their mascot, whom always would help out in anyway he could. The men would tell him stories, but since he had little harper lessons, he had believed some of them. He liked the men, and he knew that they enjoyed him every time they would go out. Vasille would even drink with them, when good catches would be returned.

It was just recently, heavy with fish, where they would celebrate a good catch. Vasille was out, making sure the sails were not going to rip away. The ship was facing rough seas, and going out of course, from home. Those that braved the rough seas, in hopes the ship would be flooded. But it seemed useless. The ship overturned, crashing the little fishing boat, and the mast broke up. Vasille was able to grab hold of it. He did not know about his fellow crew of his ship, nor about about his beloved father. He shored up, near the river delta, which Red River is placed near.