Fort Weyr

A pair of deep blue eyes gives stark contrast as they stare back under a deeply tan brow. Dark brown hair that has been trimmed short enough to keep his ears warm but not long enough to be easily grasped is kept in a wild mess atop his head. Standing just under six feet tall, with broad muscular shoulders, thick arms and legs that have well defined muscles, his chest is square and while he does not have much body-fat, he is by no means gangly. A strong jaw-line is starting to take shape as his face starts to take shape into the man he will become. He has laugh lines at the corner of his eyes and mouth. A ragged and jagged scar that runs the length of the outside of his face starting at the tip of his right eyebrow all the way down to fallow the curve of his chin.

He is wearing a button up long sleeve shirt that is a dark red with dark brown pants. About his waist is a belt of black leather that is hand tooled with a floral design, finished with an antiqued silver buckle set. His mid-calf high boots are shined and polished to reflection. There is a knot attached to his shoulder that shows he is a resident to Fort Weyr.

Riohra was born middle child of a 4 generational hunting clan, he was born down near Southern Hold, his family would move around fallowing game and trading with other cot holders in the area. When he was 15 turns the family patriarch, his maternal grandfather, died…his Father became the head of the group and decided to go back to the place of his birth near Peyton Hold. That was 3 turns ago, Now a full-fledged hunter in his own right he is currently looking to trade with the Fort Weyr and establish a more permanent contract with them.