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Name Kirsikka Solvi
Alias
Age 357
Gender Female
Species Starstrider Elf, House Antares
Ethnicity
Height 7'5"
Occupation Healer/Midwife
Residence Adela Currently


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Physical Description

Kirsikka is not only very tall but also broad-shouldered and quite muscular. Due to her size and build it is not uncommon for many humans to mistake her for a male, a fact that often causes her to softly sigh but otherwise grin and bear it. While she does not mean for it either, she can appear to be a rather fierce and intimidating figure. The right side of her face from the temple into her hair line has three deep claw-marks from an old injury. The top of her right ear is also completely missing from this same incident.

Her skin is dark red with a smattering of freckles across the left side of her face. Kirsikka's hair is a deeper shade of maroon and traditionally kept long with lots of intricate braids across the top and sides of it. She also enjoys wearing a pair of teal crystal clips in her hair on the right side that hide some of her scarring there. Her eyes are both a vibrant red-orange with yellow sclera.

For attire she is partial to lightweight clothes that allow her to move quickly and easily but also have lots of pockets or pouches for carrying things. In the colder climate of her homeland, this meant soft furs. Now in Adela though, she has traded furs for light cloth when she can get although she keeps her leather armor and satchels. She also has a pair of "gauntlet" tattoos on her forearms. She has a pair of black bands around each wrist followed by thicker band of knotwork she designed herself and another band close to her elbow. [GOBLIN DRAW THE IMAGE AND PUT HERE]. Kirsikka does wear a reliquary around her neck that has the ashes of her Bibi in it but it is often tucked away under her shirt and out of sight so as to not get caught or snagged while working.

Personality

BLEEDING HEART
Kirsikka is a very giving, earnest, and selfless woman. She wants to help everyone and so her role in life as a healer came to her quite naturally. She is always the first to lend a hand or ear to someone in need or even to reach out to ensure someone is doing alright. She is as loyal as she is fierce, and endlessly optimistic. Kind words and bright smiles are always associated with her. Of the groups she is the most likely voted as the mom-friend for her nurturing and gentle personality that makes her the ultimate teddy bear. While not gullible or naive, she will go the extra mile for you if only because it would make your day. She is especially good with children and tries to make the extra effort to quite literally move to their level so as to not frighten them with her size and appearance.

ONLY A FEW DROPS LEFT TO GIVE
That being said, her selflessness is slowly killing her. Her peers do not realise it for she's worked hard to hide it but Kirsikka is dying. She is weary not only in body but in soul. The guilt of losing so many of their company is a heavy stone about her neck. She takes those deaths very personally as a failure on her part and it far outweighs the hope of finding her own Resonance. While the call is there, she does her best to keep busy and ignore it. She has no doubt that when the journey has reached its ultimate end and everyone has gone their separate ways, that she likely will wander off alone to find her own "peace." After all a bleeding heart can only beat for so long before it runs out of drops to give.

Things

• Enjoys sewing and drawing intricate knotwork designs.
• Is very meticulous in the upkeep and care of her hair. Her braids are very carefully and patiently redone as they become mussed.
• Loves wildflowers. Thinks they are so delicate and precious for growing in adverse climates.
• Loves blues and greens. Absolutely loved coming through Hyoite and seeing the night-sky all lit up.

Magic/Abilities

Healer: While she possesses no magic of her own, Kirsikka is highly skilled when it comes to knowing what herbs can kill and what ones can heal. She's quick and talented from years of practice and intense study. She has also fully adopted attempting to learn the new herbs and techniques from the other peoples she has met along the way.

Warrior: Although Kirsikka prefers to be a healer first and foremost, that is not to say that she is a weak and incapable individual. She can hold her own in combat though she is slower perhaps than the more skilled and trained warriors of her people. Her strength and height do give her an advantage in close quarters. But, her preferred weapons are a throwing axe or sling. However, she does have limited skill with small knives. Swords are out of the question though.

Trader's Tongue: Speaks enough to know the names of their plants and some of their healing techniques but struggles with full conversation beyond general greetings and assurances of "it's okay. Keep calm. You're going to be fine." It's a work in progress but she is earnest in her attempts to learn and use it. Kirsikka tends to unconsciously add a lot of "sign language" hand movements into what she is trying to say.

Relationships

Bibi: He was killed during a hunting party when he failed to get out of the way in time of some deadly horns. Kirsikka loved her birthgiver greatly and it was an unexpected but deeply felt loss when he passed.

Opo: She is likely not much long for this world with the loss of her partner. Kirsikka has said her goodbyes fully aware that should she ever make it back home, her parent will not be there to greet her.

Sinikka: Krisikka's twin who is alive and well still back home. Sinikka has found her Resonance and the pair of them are eagerly awaiting their first child. Kirsikka is admittedly saddened that she will not be there to help birth her new niece or nephew but is content knowing her family is safe and happy.

History

Kirsikka was born with her identical twin sister Sinikka to a Resonanced couple. The pair grew up happy and close. Even when they moved out of the family home, they were glued to the hip as friends and partners in crimes. Sinikka was always the bolder twin and followed in their Bibi's footsteps as a hunter while Kirsikka chose a more sedentary life as a healer. Their dynamic only truly began to shift though as Sinikka found her heartsong and went on to be with her Resonance. Kirsikka was never jealous of what her twin had though she did miss having her always close and began to feel her own sadness at never seeming to be able to find her own Resonance.

Unable to find her own Resonance among her people and knowing the price that comes with staying, Kirsikka was eager to join others that dared brave the cold beyond their homeland in search of the ones that made their blood sing for hope and home. Her choice to go was not entirely selfish though, for as a healer, Kirsikka felt it was her duty to render her services to the group. Even if by some miracle they survived to find their Resonances out there and be accepted by them, babies would not be a thing

Kirsikka is one of the remaining ten of her people that made it as far as Adela. While she still hears her Resonance's call, unbeknownst to her companions, she is fading. She has already decided that she will see the journey to its full completion; she will travel with all those that remain until the company goes no further and is settled and then she is almost certain she will give up. The guilt and weariness of the dead is a heavier stone about her neck than the hope of finding her soulmate and them actually loving her back. Every day is a struggle to smile and to be strong, but she is a Solvi and they are made of pure willpower and determination if nothing else. Still though, the mountains call her and in the dark when thoughts are loud and all else quiet, she believes it would be a fitting place to have her final rest.

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Name Inteus Wapapow
Alias
Age 31
Gender Male
Species Human
Ethnicity Adelan
Height 6'1"
Occupation Dragonrider
Residence Ketra, Adela


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Physical Description

Inteus is tall with a trim and agile form. While strong, he is not overly muscled and is more equipped for maneuvers involving speed or agility as opposed to brute force. His hair is a dark mahogany that almost looks black in certain lights and falls to just past his shoulders in soft waves if left unbound. He usually keeps it tied up and back though in a bun. Inteus also has some dark scruffy stubble along his chin and cheeks, giving him a bit of a rugged appearance. His brows are thick and accentuate his bronze eyes which always seem to glow with unspoken mischief and interest.

He does not have any piercings or tattoos. When out of uniform, Inteus prefers to show off his figure whenever possible. He is not fond of shirts although he has adopted the more Serenian influences of clothing when it comes to trousers and boots. He will switch based on his moods between more traditional attire of his tribe and the more stylish dress of Ketra. He does however wear a series of woven leather bands and beads around his right wrist which he never removes. Inteus also has a small, red carved wooden fox head necklace that he also wears that he made himself.

Necklace from GatewayAlpha

Personality

CRAZY LIKE A FOX
Inteus is cunning and smart although he'll gladly allow you to think him the fool. He's a strategist known for his adaptability and sometimes even unpredictability in the field. He often toes the line between the procedural way to do something and his way to do something. This is especially true when he feels that there is a better way to accomplish the same task with less effort or more effectively. He is patient though and will bide his time instead of rushing in head first and arrows flying. It is for this reason that he likely has not gotten into more trouble with his superiors than he actually has.

WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY?
He is loud and he is proud! Inteus enjoys the attention and strutting his stuff and he has the charisma and charm to pull it off. His favorite game is wooing with the prize always being what happens afterwards behind closed doors. He knows what to say to make you want him and enjoys the chase thoroughly. He flirts with everyone without discrimination and while he plays the field, he does respect boundaries. There are lines he just will not cross once they have been set in stone before him.

FOX IN THE HENHOUSE
On top of everything else Inteus is mischievous. When left to his own devices and bored he will start looking for trouble. The greater the scheme he can pull off without getting caught, the greater appeal. He is not one to back down on a dare and will rise to challenge every time. Cross him though and it might not be today or tomorrow but there will come a day where he pays you back for that. He has all the time in the world and far too much devious energy pent-up to not put to good use.

Things

• Likes to whittle and carve animal figurines in his spare time.
• Is particularly talented with throwing knives.
• Whistles or tongue clicks when he's deep in thought and doesn't even realise that he does it. Likely will deny doing it when called out.
• Possesses a really good sense of direction with limited exposure.
• HATES rain and being wet outside of bathing.

Magic/Abilities

Silver Tongue: Inteus isn't just good with words, he actually has a talent for persuading people to get his way. While he could never force someone to do something that they absolutely would never do he can manage to nudge up against those grey lines of inhibitions to get someone to drop their guard or be more open. Whether he knows to what extent or not, his words have power and it is a gift that has served him well in life.

Relationships

Braytok: A female dragon with scales that shimmer between yellow and green depending on the light. Her wings are attached to her forelimbs and her tail has extra sails along the end. She tends to be rather surly to most people but she's got a real soft spot for Inteus.

History

Inteus was one of the few of his tribe to be selected as a dragon rider trainee. It was considered a great honor and is one of the things that he has the utmost respect for. Despite his playful nature, he took his training very seriously and soon advanced to becoming a Dragonrider. He serves his country with pride and honor despite his seemingly devil-may-care attitude to everything.

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Name Incana Winged Blaze
Alias Ink, Owlet of Curling Smoke, Prairie Fire
Age 28
Gender Female
Species Human
Ethnicity Adelan
Height 5'10"
Occupation Dragonrider
Residence Ketra, Adela


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Physical Description

Incana is a striking beauty. She is tall but wiry and lean in stature with an underlying strength and command of herself that could be easily underestimated. Her hair is completely shaved on the left side with her thick black locks falling to shoulder length on the right side. She never allows her hair to get any longer than this and routinely cuts it for cultural reasons.

Incana has a diamond-shaped face with pronounced, round cheekbones, a pointed chin, and a squat nose. Her eyes are a deep, deep brown always full of mischief set in a toffee-colored face. Her face is also decorated with a horizontal black tattoo across the bridge of her nose and across both cheeks as well as vertical tattoo from the middle of her bottom lip all the way to the bottom of her chin.

When out of uniform, Incana prefers to wear light colored, loose blouses, paired with loose pants, and thick-soled boots. She does enjoy the vibrancy and variety of clothes in Ketra that comes from Serenian influence. However, she wants absolutely nothing to do with skirts and dresses and other "girly" things.

Both her ears lobes are pierced. Her most common earrings are an asymmetrical bone stud and owl feather dangle set that her mother made for her. She also wears a charm about her neck that she never removes, not even to sleep. She is highly protective of it too and becomes quickly agitated when separated from it.

Personality

WILDFIRE
She is a passionate individual in all aspects of her life although that same fire has gotten her into spots of trouble as much as it has driven her onwards. She is a hard-working, determined challenger to anyone that dares to go up against her. She possesses confidence and courage in spades, making her a valuable soldier. Incana is fierce in both her loyalty and her wrath. She has been known to be a bit unpredictable or bend the rules slightly if it means doing what she feels is right.

FLASHFIRE
However, she is also impatient, impulsive, and can become highly aggressive when pushed too far. She does not always think before she acts, preferring to follow her heart at times and her own moral compass rather than always consider the repercussions of her actions. It takes a great deal to make her angry but once the wick has been lit, look out. She will suffer no one fools. Incana likewise holds everyone to the same high standards as she holds herself accountable. She believes others should do their best and failure to do so is a great disappointment.

BONFIRE
Incana is also loud and proud. She is by no means shy and gives as good as she gets. She loves the feeling of being in a crowd, although not necessarily at its center. She tends to be happiest when she is with her friends and fellow riders, whether it is in the field or the local pub. Incana is a charismatic woman with witty and bawdy tongue. She is by no means a lady and she'll make sure you know it if you dare say otherwise.

Things

• Suffers from a serious case of wanderlust. Always wants to GO GO GO!
• Keeps a white ashwood mask shaped like a barn owl face wrapped and tucked away in her barracks. She doesn't talk about it but when pressed will say with the most serious of expressions that it's her death mask.
• Really good at imitating birdsong and singing back with them.
• Foresaw her death hazily as standing in a giant field as everything around her burned and consumed her in smoke and flame. She still has nightmares about it regularly.

Magic/Abilities

Beastspeaker: Incana is able to converse with animals and guide them to do her bidding. She was training to be one of her tribe's Wingmasters when she left to train as a dragonrider.

Relationships

Curling Smoke: Incana's head patriarch.

Laughing Wind: Incana's mother.

Little Feather: Incana's birthmother.

Siblings: Incana has several of them back home.

Arthazel: Incana's dragon companion who has kept close to her for many years even before she became a dragonrider. The two are very close and love each other like family.

History

Incana was born a restless soul. From the moment she could walk she wanted to run and from there she was unstoppable. She often would get in trouble as a child for wandering off where she could not be found or where she was not permitted to go. She was known as the child with mischief in her veins.

It was a bit of a relief therefore for her parents when a young dragon took her underwing. Wherever Incana went, it seemed Arthazel was never far behind. The pair quickly became inseparable and known for their wandering. Incana grew up quickly and strong. She was training to be a Wingmaster of her tribe, a great honor among her people. But, her heart belonged to the wind and she always felt the call to soar rather than stay.

She left for Ketra with her family's blessing, Arthazel on her heels. Incana wanted to become a dragonrider. There were many trials both in getting there and in becoming a trainee but she succeeded in the tasks set to her. It was a great honor to even try. It is an even greater one to be a dragonrider now.

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Name Hilarius Winterbottom
Alias Don't even think about it
Age 21
Gender Male
Species Human
Ethnicity Connlaothian
Height 5'7"
Occupation Soldier
Residence Folkvar, Connloath


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Physical Description

Hilarius is tall and lean with a boyish face and an athletic build. He has bright blue eyes, medium blond hair, and a light golden tan with a smattering of freckles from serving out of doors. He keeps hair cut short although the top does have some length and wave to it that he can never truly tame. Hilarius doesn't have any tattoos or piercings. Scars are also minimal as while he has trained and served in the army he has not yet been deployed to see any real action. He does have a small mole above his lip on the right side though.

For clothes, he traditionally wears his uniform but he does go out of his way to see how far he can push the limits of what is appropriate. If he could run around shirtless and barefoot, he would. He's proud of his body and wants to show it off.

Personality

ANSGAR'S GIFT TO MANKIND
Hilarius is a confident young man. He is proud of his body and his looks and would readily believe himself to be Ansgar's gift to mankind. He works hard to keep himself looking physically fit and pretty and will use every opportunity he gets to flirt with others if for no other reason than to fluster them. Bonus points if he has a bed-warmer or two (or three) for the night.

I JUST CAN'T WAIT TO BE KING
His confidence is not limited to just the physical either. Hilarius is not only fiercely patriotic, but is also power-hungry for an officer position in the military. He wants to serve his country to the best of his ability and believes that even at such a tender age, he could do a better job than the weathered and tired old farts on their high horses that are currently in charge. Hilarius demands respect and attention. He will be obeyed and to go against him is to face his wrath. His way is law and he will ensure that you bend to his will even if it means taking twice as long to get something done to prove his point. His peers have learned it's better to join him than to go up against him. Besides, everyone knows that with every "king" there is a treasury of benefits to be reaped.

OPERATION PETTICOAT
Hilarius is both arrogant and an opportunist. He is always looking for the next chance to step forward and serve. Don't think for one second though, that this is purely out of the goodness of his heart. He only wants that which will benefit him the most. He runs an entire operation of schemes and activities behind the scenes to "improve" military life for him and his comrades. The key is just to not get caught. And of course, that which is the most dangerous reaps the greatest reward. He's been caught a few times but always manages to wiggle out of serious punishment. Somehow evidence just keeps disappearing or people turn out ot be quite mistaken in their accusations. Strange.

Things

• Has a very serious grooming regimen. Do NOT mess with it. He spends a lot of money on getting only the "best" products meant to improve appearance.
• Secretly quite likes honeysuckle scents. A lady's attractiveness instantly increases if she smells like his favorite flower.
• Feels he's meant for greater things and is determined to get there come hell or highwater.
• Does get in over his head sometimes with his antics but thus far has always managed to come out on top. You don't play with the big boys without risking getting a bit roughed up.

Magic/Abilities

Soldier: Generally good with swordwork and hand-to-hand combat.

Relationships

Parents: Alive and well
Artorius Winterbottom: Older brother and a traitor for being a filthy deserter.
Other siblings: ...they exist

History

Born into a comfortable, financially-stable home, Hilarius grew up without serious hardship. At the age of 18, he joined the Connlaothian army as a swordsman just like his older brother. Unlike Artorius though, Hilarius has every intention of remaining a soldier and serving his country as he was born to. He's formed a network of peers that work serve alongside him and he could not be happier. He loves his life and works hard to put his money where his mouth is.

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Name Pannoowau
Alias
Age 25
Gender Male
Species Human
Ethnicity Adelan
Height 5'8"
Occupation Bandit and Horse thief
Residence Adela


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Physical Description

Pannoowau has a soft, boyish figure with slight musculature from horseback riding. He has short badly-cut dark hair, a crooked nose, and deep, plum-colored eyes. He also has a small scar at the left corner of his mouth and chin. His knuckles are extensively scarred as is his back. Both of his ear lobes are pierced with curved bone earrings. Pannoowau also wears a bison tooth and a bear claw pair of necklaces.

His clothing tends to be a hodgepodge of things that he steals or finds. Although he has a preference for the "finer" things in life. He prefers the Serenian styles of clothing to those of his own tribe and navy dyed items tend to be his favorite. Ideally if it's soft, expensive, and easy to move in he's going to want it.

Personality

MASTER SHOWMAN
Pannoowau is a consummate liar and showman. He is the king of misdirection and is cocky to boot. He shows no fear and will get right into your face while robbing you blind. He's always got some scheme running whether it's impersonating officials and tax collectors or just straight up highway robbery. His crew may always be changing but whether he knows what he's doing or not, he certainly has the confidence to seem like he does.

AIN'T GOT TIME FOR THIS
One of the key qualities of his personality is both a strength and a weakness. Pannoowau is never one to stay put long. He is always on the lookout for the next thing. This has kept him alive as he is always doing and going, making him rather unpredictable. But, it also has served to infuriate those around him. If he's bored of you he will walk off even in the middle of conversation. If he doesn't like where the conversation is headed, he'll talk right over you or interrupt you. He doesn't care. He's right; you're wrong. Get over it.

UP IN FLAMES
He is hot-headed with little patience for anyone or anything. You either keep up or you get left behind. Failure to meet his expectations has serious consequences. Pannoowau is foul-mouthed and abrasive. He'll get right up in your face and bark you down. That being said while he likely won't back down in a physical fight he will be the first to bail if the plan goes south without hope of salvation. He holds no allegiances to anyone and always looks out for number one. (That would NOT be you).

Things

• Favorite color is dark blue.
• Uncannily good at finding places to hide. (His favorite ones are high up in nooks where he can climb into)
• Seeing dead bodies makes him vomit on the spot. This mostly is with regards to humans, however he isn't too keen on animal bodies either. If it looks like a thing with head and eyes he doesn't want to see it.
• Is a lot of bark to his bite but CAN fight albeit in a very scrappy and underhanded manner.
• Always looking for the next opportunity to make it big and fast.
• Has serious personal space respecting issues. If he's touching you he's probably stealing from you.
• Gets very distracted by "shiny." The term itself is relative and might not always refer to something bright or shimmery, however once Pannoowau has his sights set on something he is unlikely to let go until he obtains it or something "shinier" comes by.

Magic/Abilities
~Has a strong resistance to most poisons due to repeated exposure.
~Great at pickpocketing and sleight of hand.
~Has some talent at working with horses given that he steals and sells them.

Relationships

Family: Don't bring them up and you won't bleed for it.

Oscoda: A brown and white paint horse with a completely white face and blue eyes. Her mane is kept very short and slightly less choppily cut than Pannoowau's own hair but still not much better. She's a temperamental mare with a bad attitude and nasty bite. He is strangely attached to her out of all the horses he steals and sells. He acts like she doesn't matter to him but he won't let anyone else near her or care for her aside from himself.

Honovi Tchoff: His favorite challenge. Shiny!

History

Pannoowau never talks about his past and if he does it's more than likely all lies. He is Adelan and was born to a good family. Something happened though and he was disowned and cast out from his home and tribe with his hair shorn and blood on his hands. He was a complete disgrace and the experience has left Pannoowau bitter and determined to be completely self-reliant.

He doesn't need anyone or anything. He's turned to stealing because he feels it's a great, quick scheme to get what he needs in life quickly. There's a thrill he enjoys and with each new acquisition he can say he's sticking it to the man and the system that cast him out.

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Name Kesrel Torv
Alias
Age 17
Gender Male
Species Human
Ethnicity Adelan
Height 5'9" (And still growing)
Occupation Greenclaws Soldier
Residence Ketra, Adela


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Physical Description

Kesrel is tall and broad-shouldered with somewhat disportionate and gangly limbs as he is still growing. It is not uncommon for him to trip over his own feet in a particular hurry if he is not paying attention to what he is doing. His form is quite muscular though and while he is not necessarily packing on all the weight he monstrously consumes, he definitely looks like he will be growing up to be a big, brawny man. He has dark copper skin and short, thick black hair that tends to always be a bit mussed from him running a distracted hand through his hair. Kesrel also has cornflower blue-purple eyes.

Personality

THE TORTOISE
Kesrel is a very kind soul. He is gentle, endlessly patient, and generous to a fault. He will give you all the time in the world to complete a simple task simply because you needed it. He's the first to offer a hand in help and the first to offer a kind word. He takes his duties as a soldier seriously and believes that even off-duty he has a responsibility to help and care for others. As such, he likes to spend a great deal of his time with children, teaching or playing with them.

THE OTTER
Another reason that Kesrel gets along with children so much is that he still maintains a pure and childlike soul. His inner child still lives mightily within him and outside of work demands time to play and to laugh and to have fun. It is not unlike him to bounce at his friends and try to drag them into his antics if only to enjoy the freedom of being full of sunshine and joy. The world is his playground and he isn't likely to let go of that any time soon.

THE EGRET
He is also a very determined and self-reliant individual. Kesrel knows that he will never be quite as smart or wise as his peers but he is nonetheless earnest and hardworking in his pursuit to learn, grow, and succeed. He is very at peace and calm in most situations and is near impossible to fluster in a time of crisis. (Love interests is a completely different story though).

THE EARTHWORM
Finally, Kesrel is a very salt of the earth, grounded young man. He's a nurturer, a protector, and a natureboy. He loves to be outside and getting lost in the world around him. He will stand by his friends through thick and thin. He trusts easily and gives selflessly. His sweet nature does get him in trouble but good friends and good company help keep him out of true harm's way.

Things

• Favorite hobby is fishing. He will take every moment of his freetime to find a nice cool creek to sit and relax. He has even been known to wander for miles just to find the perfect spot.
• Can't resist the urge to jump in mud puddles.
• Loves to run out barefoot in the rain to feel the earth squish between his toes.
• Has gotten distracted while on duty staring at clouds and imagining the different shapes they are.
• Has a carved riverstone on him at all times as a symbol of good luck and a reminder to be patient.

Magic/Abilities

Warrior: He is a trained soldier if still a bit wet behind the ears. His strengths lie in close combat though where he can use his size and strength to overpower his foe. He is absolutely rubbish at archery, but does is very adept with slingshots.

Relationships

Parents: They exist 8D

Two older brothers: Serve as soldiers

Three little sisters: He was always protective of them and he loves them dearly even if sometimes they were royal pains in the butt.

The Greenclaws: The group of young soldiers that he belongs to. They are his brothers and sisters in arms and he is proud to serve and play alongside them. He has the utmost respect and trust for each and every single one of them.

• Arami: Kesrel thinks they are simply amazing. He respects and greatly admires their willpower when put to task. He does have a tendency to blunder right into an opportunity for them to shoot off some witty remark. The light that flashes in their eyes like the sun off rainbow fish scales is one of his favorite sights.
• Daxten: He is like an older brother and Kesrel takes comfort in his efforts to help Kesrel as the youngest of the Greenclaws, succeed. He greatly enjoys his humor and can be heard laughing often and loudly when Dax is close.
• Jayniton: She was a hotheaded partner in crime to Kesrel's love of rain and mud. The pair had woken each other up many a time to go run out into an early morning rainshower simply because they could. DECEASED.
• Lynn: He was a mischief maker that loved to prank Kesrel who was always an easy target. Kes woke up many mornings with critters in his sleeping roll or to his belongings tucked into hard to reach places. Kesrel always swore he would pay him back for it but never did. DECEASED.
• Marippi: She was like a big sister to Kesrel, small but mighty and with a massive heart. He was especially close to her and she taught him a great deal. Her patience was a gift that he was always grateful for and her death weighs heavy on his heart. DECEASED.
• Mataren: He was a quiet sort that Kesrel was always in awe of. Kes loved to watch him write and found the scratch of feather on parchment a comforting sound. DECEASED.
• Sansirshi: They were a fierce and stern soldier that Kesrel though a bit intimidated by, had the utmost respect for. Their death was a massive shock to Kesrel. He did not think it possible for Sansirshi to ever be beaten. DECEASED
• Sincuvo: Kesrel enjoys his quieter nature and off-kilter statements that make him stop and ponder the meaning of. Kes doesn't always understand but that doesn't stop him from trying to. He thinks that Sincuvo is very wise and takes what he says deeply to heart. He has learned not to hug Sincuvo though. Free things should be kept free after all.

History

He grew up happy and loved in a good family on the riverbanks of Adela. When he was old enough he went on to Ketra to serve his country as his brothers had done before him.

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Ketra.

It had been a long while since he had made it this far south and he had to admit, he was not enjoying the increasing temperature. The southern Kilanthro Mountains he had had to cross into Serendipity were so different than those to the far north where he hailed from. There had been no true endpoint destination in mind as he had traveled. Segari simply went from place to place as he was needed. He stayed long enough to find odd jobs and left once he seemed to longer be needed.

The war had driven away from the lands he had called home. Humans in Connlaoth did not take too kindly to people like him who were strange and different. He had no interest in fighting in their wars or enduring their needless suffering with them. He had suffered enough loss on his own without bearing more of that weight upon his broad shoulders. So he flitted from place to place in Serendipity until running into a lost and down-on-his-luck merchant trader in Ravensway.

The poor man was traveling with his young daughter with the intent to trade Tsina-dyed skeins from Tirial and Fallial to buyers in Ketra. The problem was, that after a series of unfortunate events he had gotten so lost and turned around that he had ended up heading too far west and not far enough south. Segari was all too happy to help.

Misfortunes continued to plague them from heavy rains and broken cart wheels to bandits and even a lame horse. Segari took it all in stride in his own quiet way as he helped keep them moving forward. The treat of the entire venture was the time where the giant of a man was able to entertain the young child and maker the hours pass with her laughter.

Their final parting of ways was a relief though. Segari accepted his payment humbly, a coinpurse from WIlliam and a hug from little Violet, and made his goodbyes quickly. While he had enjoyed being around a child again for several weeks, he had begun to feel the uneasiness that came from being in crowds settling in the closer they got to Ketra. Now here at last, all he wanted to do was find a nice quiet place to hole up in preferably with a hot meal.

His eyes scanned the hanging shop signs, trying and failing to find one that had a design on it that remotely resembled a possible food item as he weaved in and out of the crowd. The more he searched, the more disheartened and distracted he became though.

Was it really so hard to ask for a shop to have a block of cheese or a tankard of mead on its sign?

Apparently.

He snapped his head first to one side and the next as he strode faster through the crowd. Segari's stomach growled in protest at the idea of food that was still being denied. He was not one to complain but all the traveling he had done and the small portions (for him at least) had left him with a constant sharp edge of want for food. It just served to make him more frustrated that he could be in such a large city with so many people and still struggle to find a place to buy food from.

He was so focused on the signs and not braining himself on the lower hanging ones that he forgot watch the crowd. It was only when a very sudden and solid thud crashed into his torso that he came to a sudden, startled halt. Segari looked down, wide-eyed and stunned to see just what or who he had unceremoniously plowed into like a bull into rotted fence.

__________________QUICK STATS
Name Zhirai Ver
Alias
Age 212
Gender Male
Species Starstrider Elf, House Procyon
Ethnicity
Height 5'8"
Occupation Former Sailor and Fisherman, Now Rather...Lost
Residence Adela Currently


__________________IN-DEPTH STUFF

Physical Description

Zhirai while quite tall as an individual, is actually short for his species. He has a very lanky and almost delicate-looking build that looks like it could use a few extra helpings of whatever is cooking. The scars upon his face and body tell of his strength and ability to survive though perhaps in spite the odds stacked against him. The most noticeable of which is the jagged scar that runs from above his left browline down over his eye, his cheek, the corner of his mouth, and down across his chin, giving him a perpetual brooding scowl.

His skin is very pale with a slight, icy blue tint to it that never tans or freckles. Zhirai's hair is pure white and traditionally kept loose in a thick, wild, windblown mess. His right eye is also blue with grey sclera while his left eye is a blind, milky white.

For attire he is partial to lightweight clothes that allow him to move quickly and easily. In the colder climate of his homeland, this meant soft furs and limited armor. Now in Adela though he has taken to wearing as few layers as possible against what he considers to be the oppressive heat. He longs for winters though they are never as cold as he would prefer. Zhirai wears a small teal crystal orb ornament around his neck with a lock of dark red hair in it and will fiddle it when deep in thought or anxious. He also has a large, indigo blue tattoo of a large pair of rings with swirling waves in the center of them on the center of his chest. His favorite jewelry though tends to be simple rings of which he has obtained several in his travels.

Personality

SWEAR LIKE A SAILOR
Zhirai has a very caustic, blunt, and crass manner of speaking. He is not one to mince words and has little patience for flowery speeches and long-winded formalities. He will be the first to give you the truth as bluntly and plainly as possible whether it's what you want to hear or not. The truth is the truth and anything else is a disgusting waste of hot air.

THIS ONE BITES
His bite is not limited to words though. He likes his personal space and when crowded, he will give only one warning to back down. After that all bets are off. Zhirai is not afraid to put his pointy teeth to good use if left with no other option. After all, actions speak twice as loud as words when an opponent chooses to be deaf.

PAIN BREEDS STRENGTH
He lives a life of varying and sometimes constant pain. This tends to make him quite irritable and impatient towards others. However, through sheer force of willpower he continues to press on in all that he puts himself to task. Zhirai is stubborn when it comes to what he is capable of and he isn't about to let his own body get in his way whether it be because of pain or height or blindness.

SUFFER NO FOOLS
The fastest way to to get on Zhirai's bad side is to behave stupidly and brazenly in manners that endanger others. He cannot stand fools, especially those that are all talk and no action when the time of need comes. It is also why he struggles with dealing with children. Not only does he speak to them as if they were adults and far above their understanding, but he has little patience for their whining and silliness. (Spoiler: Voted most likely to dropkick a baby.)

COLD HANDS, WARM HEART
Beneath the icy, bitter exterior though is a heart. Zhirai is fiercely loyal to those who he has allowed close to him. His trust is hard to earn, but his bonds are unshakable. Whether it be with words or fists, he will defend his "kin" until he is blue in the face (well bluer than usual).

Things

• Due to severe migraines, he suffers from a great deal of nausea and general discomfort. This has lead him to not have much of an appetite most days in lieu of being sick after eating something.
• Consumes a lot of ginger and more recently, peppermint. Both are kept in a small pouch that is at hand at all times to treat ongoing nausea.
• Since moving to Adela, he has taken up pipe smoking. It's a double edged sword though, as while it helps with lessening appetite, it does make the headaches worse.
• Loves stringed instruments. Zhirai used to play several back home and has taken several opportunities while traveling to admire each new one he finds.
• Can properly clean an entire large fish in under 10 seconds.
• Quite proficient with a longknife and doesn't go very far without one strapped to his hip.

Magic/Abilities

Foresight: At the cost of severe migraines and sometimes even seizures, Zhirai possesses the ability to foresee immediate danger at random. He has no way to control this ability and the time range can be anything from mere seconds to several minutes before an event occurs. Because the future is also uncertain and ever-changing, so too can his visions be. Some times they are merely niggling and hazy sensations of moving through a fog, signaling something is close but indeterminately dangerous. Other times the visions are like being gutted with their intensity and sudden clarity. The worst of them have caused seizures but all of them bring about varying levels of painful migraines.

Relationships

A Bibi and an Opo still somewhere back home probably worried sick over their sons.

Older brother: Died in the snow of the mountains. Zhirai carries a lock of his hair in a reliquary since it was impossible to burn the body as is the Starstrider custom. He feels some guilt in that he could not prevent the danger that took his brother's life.

History

Zhirai was a somewhat sickly child growing up. He suffered seizures that brought harsh migraines and made eating or keeping food down difficult. Because of this, he turned out somewhat shorter than his peers although nonetheless keen to work just as hard alongside the rest of them.

He comes from a long line of sailors and fisherman and had his sea legs long before he ever had his land ones. Zhirai spent many of his early days working alongside his family repairing nets, catching fish, and cleaning them for eating. It was an honorable existence and while hard work, Zhirai enjoyed the flow of it.

Unable to find his Resonance among his own people though, he was eager to join others that dared brave the cold beyond their homeland in search of the ones that made their blood sing for hope and home. He was not alone though. In the beginning his elder brother had also traveled with them but would later succumb to the elements in the mountains.

Zhirai is one of the remaining ten of his people that made it as far as Adela. His blood still sings and he is still drawn to search for his one. He longs for the sea and his home though, but the harmony to his song continues to call him further and further inland. He feels painfully torn between the two but for now the search has a stronger pull on him than his homesickness.

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Hello all!

As the title suggests I did a massive and much needed archiving of files. It was well over 3000 total that I moved about (1100+ of them alone belonged to our Wanderers and Independents categories WHOA).

I just wanted to take the time to point out some stats I noticed as well as address a WEE problem. Given the volume of files I just moved (don't worry, none are deleted) I may have accidentally archived topics of active members. Don't worry! You're not in trouble and we don't hate you...they just set me loose again and as any good Goblin King does, I caused technical mayhem.

IF YOUR FILES WERE ARCHIVED...please kindly send me a nice PM or Discord DM letting me know which one got moved (you should have gotten an email stating "GoblinFae Moved A Topic") and I will return it to its rightful place ASAP. I am working quite a bit this weekend and week so have mercy on me that it doesn't happen IMMEDIATELY. But, I assure you I will get to it as quickly as I can.


NOW THE FUN PART!
The following boards could use some more charrie love if you're looking for your next wayward wanderer or clumsy villager:

• Kishahn:  16 Characters :O
• Yoreiq:    21 Characters
• La'marri: 43 Characters

As always, happy writing!

Welcome!

This is for the 2018 Ninja Flamingos Theme Draw. Members who join are asked to draw a representation of their selected user based on our chosen theme in a way that is similar to secret santa. For anyone interested in joining our biannual event please message GoblinFae who can get you up to speed with how the event works and to answer any of your burning questions.

This specific thread is for brainstorming all of our ideas for potential themes that we will choose before the event begins. We aren't narrowing down ideas right now, so feel free to throw out whatever comes to your mind. However, there are a few simple rules as follows:

     1. First and foremost, have fun!
     2. Don't knock other people's ideas down, please.*
     3. Feel free to second other people's ideas!
     4. Try to think of themes that would be easy to do... nothing too specific.
     5. Last but not least (and I doubt this will be a problem), remember that these drawings will be child appropriate! So keep the ideas appropriate!

*If you have a reason that you believe someone's ideas is absolutely horrible and would never work, message GoblinFae. Don't write it in here. We want this to be a friendly, non-judgmental sharing area.

*NEW* Our theme this year is Video Games! We'll be drawing our Flamingos in the style of video games. So this can either be your own original creation or having them as a video game character that they or their username reminds you of. This event will also run the full month of July with the BIG REVEAL at the first of August.

List of Ideas Mentioned:

• "Caught in the Act" (of writing posties, of course!)
• 30's Noir/Detective Mysteries
• Album Art
• Aliens
• Animals
• Cavemen/women/animals
• Chibis
• Circus
• Disney
• Elemental
• Favorite Show
• Food
• Formal Attire
• Fruits/Veggies
• Funko Pop
• Furballs
• Futuristic/Robots
• Iconic Movie Roles
• In Halloween Costumes
• Medieval
• Men in Black
• Minimalist Art
• Movie Poster
• Muppets
• Mystical/Surreal
• Mythology (Gods, Goddesses, and Monsters)
• Ninjas
• Old School Pixel
• Outer Space/Sci-fi
• Pirates
• Pokemon
• Post-Apocalyptic Future
• Secret Agents/Bond
• SotE-style
• Steam Boat Willy Style
• Steampunk/Augmentation
• Super Heroes
• Supernatural
• Sweets
• Under the Sea
• Villains
• Video Games
• Wild West Wanted Posters
• Zombies

Ninja Flamingo Mascot by zozee9

So this is the 2018 Art Exchange aka Ninja Flamingos. Members who joined were asked to draw a representation of their selected user based on username and personality. It is at last time for the results to be revealed!

This is our bi-annual event for all to partake in who wish to. Though this month is over, there are more to come and all are welcome. If you were not able to make it in this year and would be interested in the future you can send me a PM and I'll make up a list to make sure to let you know of future events. The next one we're planning will be around June or July so that everyone who has school can be done and not stressing over finals.

Congrats to this year's participants. I'm incredibly excited to see what you all did! Don't forget to tell us who you got.

Happy Drawing!

It's that time of year again! We're gearing up for our bi-annual art exchange known as Ninja Flamingos!!! All are welcome to join just please let me (Goblin Fae) know before December 31st. The event runs the entire month of January with the big reveal at the end of that month.

Members who joined are asked to draw a representation of their selected user based on username and personality. Users are picked via a random generator I use so that it's kept secret for all until the big reveal day (not even I know who you get). ALL art skill levels welcome (don't worry I'm the worst so have no fear!)

This is a great event to get to know new members and old if you haven't met them yet so please feel free to jump on in. Questions, comments, concerns, or interest just send me a DM and I'll add you to the list and keep you up to date with more info!!!

The Following Members Have Already Joined:
Aeytrious
Blink
DragonSong
EckhartVonMusel
GoblinFae
Lion
Nephero
Nix
Viscount Rhi-Rhi
Vixus
ZRYork

______________QUICK STATS
Name Rosie
Age 27
Gender Female
Species Human
Ethnicity Serenian
Height 5'6"
Occupation Horse-trainer
Residence Wherever the wind blows her

______________IN-DEPTH STUFF

Physical Description

Rosie has long, thick, wavy, chestnut brown hair that ends at the bottom of her thighs. She normally keeps her hair in a messy, braided bun. Sometimes she even braids flowers into it. Her skin is tanned and freckled and her eyes are a warm brown. For clothing, though it is not traditional, Rosie often wears britches and tunics so that she can move more easily when dealing with the horses.

Personality

She is a rather quiet and reserved individual. Rosie prefers to keep to herself or be out in the fields with the horses rather than to socialize much with people. She's a calm and attentive woman making her a good listener and not easily rattled in the face of danger. Outwardly she is strong and stoic. Deep down within her though she has the pure heart and spirit of a child.

Magic/Abilities
~Horses Whisperer

Relationships
~Adopted Parents: Alive but distant
~Ko'sah: Centaur who she cares for

History
Rosie doesn't know much about her past beyond the fact that she once had Serenian parents but was adopted by an older Adelan couple. She was raised by this couple in a wandering tribe that lived off the land rather than settle down somewhere. They taught her to live off the land and to care for their animals, the latter of which she developed a great affinity towards. Out of all the animals though it was the horses that drew most of Rosie's attention. Even the most headstrong among them would knicker and prance for her like a newborn foal.

Over time her skill with horses began to be recognized by the locals of the Adelan and Serendipity border towns her and her family passed through. More and more people would come to trade with her tribe in exchange for her services. She was content with such a lifestyle until it became evident that more and more people wanted her to stay put while her family and her people wanted more to travel onwards as they always had. Rosie left her family then to travel on her own, passing from town to town, picking up work wherever she went. Sometimes she still sees her family if they ever happen upon the same area in the same season although for now she is happy enough doing what she is doing wherever she is.

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Ninja Flamingo Mascot by zozee9

So this is the 2017 Ninja Flamingos Theme Draw. Members who joined were asked to draw a representation of their selected user based on our chosen theme POKEMON. They could either draw an existing Pokemon or make their own. It is at last time for the results to be revealed!

This is a bi-annual event for all to partake in who wish to. Though this month is over, there are more to come and all are welcome. If you were not able to make it in this year and would be interested in the future you can send me a PM and I'll make up a list to make sure to let you know of future events. The next one we're planning will be around January after the holiday fun.

Congrats to this year's participants! I'm incredibly excited to see what you all did! Don't forget to tell us who you got!

Happy Drawing!

Edit: For people who are having issues with massive uploads and don't want giant pictures, I don't ACTUALLY know how to resize images anymore. However, you can use TinyPic.com and it will give you a link you can use with the image resized for you. I suggest setting it to "Message Board Size."

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http://www.spiritsoftheearth.net/smf/index.php?topic=23858.0

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Welcome!

This is for the 2017 Ninja Flamingos Theme Draw. Members who join are asked to draw a representation of their selected user based on our chosen theme in a way that is similar to secret santa. For anyone interested in joining our biannual event please message GoblinFae who can get you up to speed with how the event works and to answer any of your burning questions.

This specific thread is for brainstorming all of our ideas for potential themes that we will choose before the event begins. We aren't narrowing down ideas right now, so feel free to throw out whatever comes to your mind. However, there are a few simple rules as follows:

     1. First and foremost, have fun!
     2. Don't knock other people's ideas down, please.*
     3. Feel free to second other people's ideas!
     4. Try to think of themes that would be easy to do... nothing too specific.
     5. Last but not least (and I doubt this will be a problem), remember that these drawings will be child appropriate! So keep the ideas appropriate!

*If you have a reason that you believe someone's ideas is absolutely horrible and would never work, message GoblinFae. Don't write it in here. We want this to be a friendly, non-judgmental sharing area.

List of Ideas Mentioned:

• "Caught in the Act" (of writing posties, of course!)
• 30's Noir/Detective Mysteries
• Aliens
• Animals
• Cavemen/women/animals
• Chibis
• Circus
• Disney
• Elemental
• Favorite Show
• Food
• Formal Attire
• Fruits/Veggies
• Funko Pop
• Furballs
• Futuristic/Robots
• Iconic Movie Roles
• In Halloween Costumes
• Medieval
• Men in Black
• Minimalist Art
• Movie Poster
• Muppets
• Mystical/Surreal
• Mythology (Gods, Goddesses, and Monsters)
• Ninjas
• Old School Pixel
• Outer Space/Sci-fi
• Pirates
• Pokemon
• Post-Apocalyptic Future
• Secret Agents/Bond
• SotE-style
• Steam Boat Willy Style
• Steampunk/Augmentation
• Super Heroes
• Supernatural
• Sweets
• Under the Sea
• Villains
• Video Games
• Wild West Wanted Posters
• Zombies

______________QUICK STATS
Name Alanna Mercer "The Lioness"
Age 36
Gender Female
Species Human
Ethnicity Connlaothian from Allar
Height 5'8"
Occupation Mordecai Grand Master
Residence Connlaoth

______________IN-DEPTH STUFF

Physical Description

Alanna is a woman long since hardened by war. Her fiery red hair is starting to streak silver with age and the strain of surviving in the middle of a war zone. A once youthful and perhaps to some, beautiful woman, Alanna now is riddled with scars and wrinkles. Her expression seems to be permanently set to a frown with tired sunken-in grey fish eyes.

Her straight hair is usually kept short and tied back away from her face. Although, a few strands always seem to manage to find their ways out of the bindings no matter how many times she ties and reties them back. There is also a perpetual weariness that seems to follow her every movement despite how much she continues to push herself again and again to continue forward. It is as if her very heart and soul has left her long ago and left in its place a body made of fire and anger.

Alanna
By: aautio

Personality

As a Mordecai she is well-suited for her duties. Alanna is incredibly loyal and honorable to her loved ones and her duty although she is not without compassion or mercy even to the enemy. She loves her country and is disturbed by the unrest and trauma both sides are suffering. However, she understands that she must remain strong for the time when the smoke clears to help rebuild and start anew.

She fights to protect the innocent and dispatch of the guilty in as a quick and painless a manner as she can. She does not enjoy or take part in the cruel torture that others seem so found of nor does she privately agree with the extremist ideals that led to such a civil war. However, Alanna is wise enough to keep her mouth shut and her head down so to speak. She follows and will follow the Grand Duke and upholds her duty to him and Connlaoth until she the day when she feels she is no longer capable or bodily able to.

Magic/Abilities

~Mordecaism: 2 mile radius
~Swordsmanship
~Hand-to-hand Combat

Relationships

~Roland Harker: Alanna's husband that she believes to be killed during the war.

History

Before the war, Alanna had a rather simple life. She was discovered to have Mordecaism at a young age and was quickly sent off to train, much to the pride and honor of her family. She excelled at it too and in no time at all made a name for herself as a force to be reckoned with. She was strong and bull-headed, unwilling to back down to an adversary when there was someone to protect and defend. From then on she was known as "The Lioness," a name she bore with pride even as she "roared" at others to shape up and catch up in their own duties.

In her early twenties she met another Mordecai a few years younger than her that both sparked her interest and challenged her. Up until then, Alanna had never shown an interest in settling down for life and family as she far more enjoyed the thrill of spending her days with her brethren, drinking, fighting, brawling, and bedding. However, Roland Mercer made an honest woman of her and she thought it was impossible to ever be happier than she was with him.

Sadly, war broke out a short time after their marriage and all plans of family and children were pushed aside as duty and honor came to the forefront of their minds. They were both sent off to different battles to fight and soon had only sparse letters to try and keep in touch. Alanna never felt the toll of the war so much though as the day she was told Roland was dead, that he did not return with the others and that his body had not been found.

Her heart shattered and in its place cold stone formed. She threw herself into her duties, obeying orders without question or feeling as she moved from one task to the next. Perhaps if she fought harder or pressed into more dangerous territories then she too would be brought down and not have to get back up again to face her days alone and brokenhearted.

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Name Wilbur "Wilby" Smalls
Age 31
Gender Male
Species Werewolf
Ethnicity Serenian
Height 6'4" Human 9' Wolfman
Occupation Artifact Courier
Residence The Nearest Inn

______________IN-DEPTH STUFF

Physical Description

Wilbur, or Wilby as he prefers to be called, has two forms. In one form he appears as a normal human. In his other form he is a massive bipedal werewolf. As a human, he is a tall man with a runner's build, lean but strong. He has warm, blue eyes that are always alight with laughter and joy and his skin is a dark tan with tons of freckles. His sandy, brown hair is just long enough in the front to always be drifting into his eyes from behind his ears. As a wolf, Wilbur retains his blue eyes. However, he grows in size and bulk. His thick, fluffy fur is pure black and very soft to the touch. In both forms, he is a bit clumsy though much like a puppy.

Personality

Wilbur is a very sweet and loving man. He has a great deal of warm, fuzzy compassion in his heart and will gladly help out every person in need he finds. He loves to laugh and have fun but not at the expense of others. His intentions are always good but the results are not always quite he had planned. His clumsiness sometimes causes more trouble than his earnestness can make up for.

Magic/Abilities

~Form-changing: Wilbur has the ability to shift into wolf form at will though he is required to shift and maintain that form during the full moon. As a wolf, he is bigger, stronger, and faster, although speed is his greatest attribute. When he shifts, his clothes don't shift with him. However, thanks to a special amulet and knapsack he was able to acquire from a witch for a pretty shiny, his clothes instead of being destroyed in the shift will neatly fold themselves into his knapsack. Unfortunately though so will the amulet so when he shifts back to a human form he is naked and has to take the clothes out of the sack and put them back on.

Relationships

Jaks: An archaeologist that Wilbur often meets on the job and has been developing a bit of a crush on.

History

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