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Name François "le Paria" Lafayette
Age 24
Gender Male
Species Eastern Gryphon
Ethnicity Vulpegryph
Occupation Artist
Residence Connlaoth
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Physical Description
François is a Vulpegryph. Essentially, the same as a normal gryphon, except with the body of a fox instead of the feline body of most other gryphons. His fur is a russet orange color, his paws and talons being black, and his belly being white. His wings are a dark grey, as is his beak. In addition, his wings are a bit oversized, and usually gets around by flying, as walking can be a bit cumbersome. He has the fall orange eyes of a fox. As part of his attire, François wears a black scarf around his neck, even in the summer. He also has a silver earring in his left ear, with Celtic knot designs etched into it. On the top of his head is a beret of dark grey color.
Personality
François is cheerful, and can occasionally be somewhat of a Pollyanna. He loves art, particularly drawing and sketching, and can be seen with a pad of parchment stitched together with twine most of the time, drawing whatever is on his mind. However, beneath the cheerful façade lies a fragile, and easily tormented soul. Being an orphan, he never got to live with a family, never knowing a parent's love. In spite of this, he is very polite and thankful, but his ignorance of Common tongue can sometimes get him into trouble, often speaking a language from his homeland much further east. Thus, there is a major language barrier....
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History
Born in a rather distant land which he only refers to as ma terre, François was left at an orphanage in one of the major cities of this land. Eventually, he got tired of the way he was treated because of his heritage as a vulpegryph, and left one night, catching a boat to wherever it went; that boat landed in Le'Raana. After a year or two on the continent, he still struggles with language, although his gestures and drawings aid him greatly in conversations in any situation. Eventually, François found his way to Connlaoth, Uthlyn specifically, and while people can't understand a damned thing he says, he manages to make a decent living through his artwork...
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