Bahpeyx was five turns old when he lost his father - his fathers, his brother's sire along with his own. He was six when he lost his grandfather - and just shy of seven when his mother sent he and his brothers to the Guild. But Bahpeyx was strong enough in mind and body to keep any anguish to himself. He cried, they all did, every time they lost something new. But he didn't really cry much after those things were no longer fresh in his mind.

He started out his Guild life as a gopher, essentially too young to learn much more than a few figures or ballads here and there, but he was quite good with running around the halls. What better use to put a young boy who has plenty of energy, than as a runner for messages? He quickly learned the ins and outs of the entire Guild complex - from its highest halls to the dimmest store rooms. And such was his memory for these things, that he often found himself idly doodling the paths from here to there in the sand pits when there were no students around.

One of the Masters noticed the precision with which he inscribed those halls lines, how he'd invented his own method of describing ramps versus stairs, hidden areas and open halls. At eleven, Bahpeyx was fully admitted to the Cartographers area of the Guild hall, doing something he really enjoyed, and further, allowed to wander where he would - without being punished!

And the trips he could take! There were journeys up and down the coast, and even though he played as safe as he could on a ship - he was never as intensely afraid of the ocean as his brother, Bahpeyx took to the sea again with an intellectual curiosity that made his Masters extremely happy. He helped plumb depths, plot reefs, and note where volcanic activity would erupt. And make maps... Oh did he make maps.

Though he did have to learn the more conventional symbols for things he showed the Masters, he kept his old methods for private maps. His letters back to his mother were less expertly scribbled, but all equally loving. By the time he was old enough to put Journeyman's knots on his shoulders, Search riders had come to the Guild and chosen not just him, but his two brothers!

They would be together, and Bahpeyx realized that upon a dragon's back, he could map so much more than on a ship or in a caravan! He eagerly awaited their time before the eggs at Shintaru Weyrhold.

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Their brother Ph'ron impressed first, but then it appeared the eggs had all gone, and thus Bitaplan and Bahpeyx were moved by their driends at Dragonhope to a new... well an old Weyr, Aneris by name. Perhaps there, they would find their way. If not, both were still remarkably adept. Bahpeyx however, had started to learn more and more about those star charts that the riders used to travel between. His eye for detail was aided by the glass crafters at Dragonhope, they offered him a spyglass which he could place over one amber eye, and jot down his notes at the same time. He realized his own excitement when he asked, "can it be fitted on a riding helmet?"

Of course, that meant he would have to be a rider for a helmet to make any sense!

*** 2021 update ***

It didn't take long for someone to make him one of those riding helmets with a built in distance glass. Not... that he got to use it. He could still work sitting behind a rider and making notes! He was still young enough to be both disappointed and rebound with enthusiasm when they were called back into the Weyrleader's office. He and Bitaplan seemed two sides of a coin, 'Plan was slumped a little, the exhaustion from working himself up and being torn down was showing on him. Pyx wasn't bolt upright but still attentive and alert.

S'xon explained to them about this new place they'd found - after a heart-felt apology about the last couple rounds of travel to and from weyrs that were gone before they got there. Pyx was enthused once more, they were to stand at a paired clutch that was almost like their own family: one parent and two mates? They'd be similar but different.

Now if only Plan would perk up a bit. Dawn Watch Weyr would be a good place, a great experience either way. They were getting to travel, just like they'd hoped! Maybe now they would travel home to Dragonhope on their own dragons.

Bitaplan

Balpheron

There was only one egg left, and with all the current hatchlings bonded, intense focus from the remaining candidates and spectators all focused upon the single remaining shell. The egg slowly rocked one way and then another, as the hatchling within methodically sought a way out of the once comfortable and now stifling shell.

With so much attention upon it, one might have expected a sudden and dramatic breaking of the shell, but in truth it was rather anti-climactic for many. The small cracks shifted and bulged, and then a purple foot broke through one of the weakened spots and the began breaking away more and more of the shell until the egg collapsed in on itself, leaving a mid-sized purple sitting in the middle of the wreckage.

Oh, hello there, The purple said politely as he observed all the people watching him. Sorry I took so long, but I'm here now, so the wait is over He got slowly to his feet, bits of eggshell and clumps of sand sticking to him. He attempted to shake it all off, but some was still left when he started to move.

I'm sorry that I can't pick all of you The purple said as he reached the candidates But only one of you can be my right person It didn't take the purple long to dismiss most of the candidates. He had a very good idea of who he was looking for, and thought his knew what direction they were in.

Bahpeyx! A young man standing next to the boy who had just been chosen by Aniyath, started as the purple called his name. There you are. I am Lovalth. Can you find me something to eat please? I am very hungry.

"Well of course you are, you've had to wait!" Bahpeyx realized that it was now morning, he and his brother finally had bonded - what magnificent dragons they were, too!

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Bahpeyx (P'yx)
Status: Guild Born
Age: 14
Gender: male
Siblings: two half brothers
Born: last
Legitimacy: born to unmarried parents
Fostered due to: financial need
Childhood Health: very sturdy
Adult Height: unusually small for their age
Adult Build: lithe but muscled
Skin Tone: ruddy
Hair Color: dishwater brown
Hair Style: wavy
Hair Length: to high back
Eye Color: hazel gold
Literacy Level: can read with some difficulty and have poor penmanship
Politeness Level: on occasion they've been known to mutter an insult openly
Focus: they are able to focus easily on the tasks at hand, though their work is only a small fraction of their true obsession
They are considered remarkably attractive
They'd rather keep things for themself, but if they're asked they'll share

Values and Goals
Values: a friend
Likes: the Open Sea
Strong goal: travel
Moderate fear: drowning
A wooden toy is in their posession

Crafting Guild: cartography, Status: new journeyman
Other Skill picked up around Guild folk: Appraisal of items/land
Odd Skill (learned outside of craft if any): instructing young children

Originally From: lake side community
Location size: average sized
Location climate: rainy
Searched: this morning