Post by Luhood the Zebrony on Jul 2, 2011 23:17:36 GMT
-General Stuff-
Name: Jormund Gander
Nickname/Alias(es): Jerry, Goose
Race: Sea Serpent (Dragon relative)
Gender: Male
Age: Adult (about 130 or so, give or take a few years)
Additional Status:
-Physical Stuff-
Scale Colour: Purple scales on the body, with a violet blue stomach
Hair Colour and Style: Orange hair with blonde highlights in a poofy backslick, and along with that a moustache in two different colours and styles: One the same colour as the hair, flowing down past his mouth on his left; and on the right side a dark violet moustache growing in a spiral
Eye Colour: Dark Blue
Physique:
Lithe and slim; A long, lean body with a figure he is damn proud of.
-Social Stuff-
Current Residence: The Rivers and Lakes of the Evergreen Forest, as well as a frequent visitor to the Froggy Bottom Bog
Job: Self proclaimed hair stylist. Though he gets by on the fish he catches in the rivers, though he tries to stay away from the Sea Ponies (he knows how angry Celestia and Luna gets if he accidentally gets one of their own)
Mother: Swanhild Gander; Dragon fashionista
Father: Didrik Gander; Diplomat between the dragons of Dragon Mountain and the sea serpents
Sibling(s): Hans Gander and Greta Gander, younger twin siblings (brother and sister, in that order). They own a spa in the caves of Dragon Mountain.
Other Family: Due to the loneliness of dragonkind only direct family is even considered family, and that up until they leave home. The Ganders are strange on that point, still keeping up contact between the siblings and parents, but the parents' siblings they have no contact with.
Closest Friends: Except for his family he holds dear a sweet, white unicorn with a dark violet mane and tail who sacrificed the very same tail to save his moustache. Barely have no contact with her for the moment, but should they meet again he would be glad to help her in any way she needed.
Courting/Courted By: None for the time being, dragonkind being solitary creatures and all.
Mate: As for the above, he blames solitude.
Younglings: No mate, no kids. Though he know he'd love them dearly if he had any!
-Personality Stuff-
Likes: Fabulous things, such as fancy hats, dresses, saddles (for Ponies and similar kind), jewellery, and so forth. He is also one for good haircuts and moustache styles, and often gives hair care tips to anyone finding their way to him, by accident or on purpose.
He enjoys the cold bitterness of the summer rain, as well as the frigid ice of the winter months. Though there ain't that many visiting him on these days he enjoys being able to watch the beauty of nature, as well as himself in the natural mirrors nature provide him in the form of flowing ice.
Though omnivorous he prefers the taste of fish to that of seaweed and sea grass, even if the sea ponies are excellent chefs for that kind of food. He'd never put down a smoked seaweed dish any given day, but in the dark waters of the Everfree River there are few natural steamers to be found.
Dislikes: Things being out of order or out of shape, such as the time when he lost his moustache and that pretty, white pony had to sacrifice her tail. He is a bit of a pedant on that point, though often finds himself despair stricken whenever his perfectly groomed hair is out of place or even worse, as seen during the Nightmare Moon incident.
One thing he utterly despise is the Gryphons, mostly because of their apparent unruly nature. Granted, he haven't met that many of them, but those few he have proved to be unkind and uncaring of whatever he could do with their feathers (learnt from his many Pegasi customers), and since then he have stopped even offering them his services.
Motivation: He wants to spread beauty throughout the world, offering his services for low prices to anyone asking for them. Granted he must charge them something, a serpent needs to eat after all, but he tries to keep it as low a cost as possible.
Strengths: Skilled with his claws he proves to be an expert hair stylist, and along with his knowledge of the plants of the Everfree Forest and River delta he knows what mixes with what to make pleasant smells and lovely volume for both mane and moustache. He ain't the least bit shy, and more often appears to be to forward rather than to retracted from his potential customers.
Weaknesses/Flaws: Other than his slight dislike of Gryphons, he is as mentioned a bit melodramatic about... well, most things regarding style and fashion. If something is slightly good its perfect, if it is bad it is a catastrophe... also, his slight perfectionist streak shines through on most of his endeavours, and he never leaves a job half-assed or half-done.
Fears: He fears the greatness of the open ocean, never knowing what might lure in the dark depths below. Also with such open spaces one could easily lose his way, which in itself is a bad thing for a character of his profession who lives on local fame to go through the days. Then, of course, there's the fear of losing his style and fashion, such as when he lost half of his moustache to that tacky cloud of purple smoke.
Overall Persona:
Fashion-minded, dressed for success and with a sense of style, Jerry Gander never leaves anypony or anyone with a mane they don't look fabulous in. Whether it is a dragon with slightly unpolished scales, a pegasus with its wings ruffled, or a zebra with part of its mane cut uneven by the tooth of nature, the elder Gander sibling is there to pick up the pieces and make the most fabulous of things with them! A polish based on carbon and swamp water, sprinkled with diamond dust, and the scales of the young dragon sparkles as he flies through the daylight; Some sunflower oil and the sweetness of a pressed mangrove flower and the pegasus flies through the air in style in no time at all; a quick snip with his scales and a shampoo made from exotic teas and the zebra will both look and smell like the native lands in no time. As long as you are no nasty gryphon, Jerry Gander has time for all of his splendid customers!
History:
Born in the subterranean lakes beneath Dragon Mountain, Jerry Gander is the future inheritor of the Gander horde when his parents pass away in... well, about 100-200 years. His parents are famous in the dragon-serpentine world of fashion and politics, his father being one of those who settled the ancient disputes between the two races and his mother one of those who took advantage of the settlement to sell fashion and jewellery to the gold-loving dragons. Being more adventurous than his kin, Jerry quickly sought himself out of the safety of the nest and out into the wild, quickly finding an interest in the ponyfolk. Their sense of fashion and clothing struck something deep within him, a calling you could say, and as such he decided to stay closer to the ponies by settling down in the Everfree Forest, not that far from the eastern pony settlement of Ponyville. And as far as he can remember most of his customers have been one or two ponies seeking his aid, finding problems they couldn't go to the local fashionista Rarity with (why did that name sound so familiar to him...), or travellers passing through the forest in the south on their way to or from Ponyville.