Post by sorrowballad on Jun 15, 2017 0:41:53 GMT
Physical Description
Name:
Eyal
Nickname/Alias:
Bird
Beast
Spawn
Age:
?(Early teens looking)
Gender:
Male
Race:
Aviarie
Build:
His figure is small and weak to support swift and speedy flight.
Hair:
Strangely, he wouldn't have hair, instead a few feathers aligning his head to his nose in stripes and patterns.
Eyes:
His dark orange eyes would be cunning; pierce to strike fear in one's eyes.
Skin:
His skin is rough, dirt and various hard spots dot it as the dirt engraves his skin, which is a dark tan in color.
Tattoos/Scars:
N/A
Distinguishing Features:
Many feathers would cover both of his arms to take flight, along with talons on his feet and hands. His eyes have a slit pupil, with sharp ears and nose for very good senses. Because of this he's usually always in alert.
Clothes:
He wears nothing but a red sash, along with torn leather for a shirt and trousers.
Personality:
Eyal is very curious and kind; but rebellious and independent. This might change when his home is discovered.
Intelligence Level:
Low, he's young.
Character Flaws:
Lack of high intelligence; he's still a young boy. Trusts others who make a simple introduction, often leading to him being betrayed and saddened.
Character Qualities:
Eyal is a excellent hunter on small critters roaming the earth.
Known Languages:
Common, Parciele
Hygiene:
He isn't very clean, this is due to to having no sense to clean for he fears more of survival than anything.
Sexuality:
Asexual
Fears/Insecurities/Phobias:
Eyal would fear boulders, and anything that can harm his kin.
Goals:
"I wish to go to other places beside this annoying garbage my kin calls home."
"I wish to explore, and not be limited to a single camp."
Alignment:
Chaotic Neutral
Miscellaneous
Profession:
None
Marital Status:
N/A
Resident:
The Skies; Nests form around the world
Worships:
??
Traits or Blessings:
None
Likes/Dislikes
Favorite:
Color: Yellow
Food/drinks: Beef
Animal: Hawks
Activity: Swooping down to snatch someone random and drop them from heights.
Person:
Least Favorite:
Color: Blue
Food/drinks: Anything that's cooked
Animal: Spiders
Activity: Being harmed
Person:
Relations:
Family
Friends
Backstory
In the safety of his flock and his mother, he would be one of many children in the nest whom were fed enough by day, taught how to survive the crucial environment they resided in, and how to defend oneself against the other flocks and beasts alike for food when of age.
When the child, with his brothers and sisters grew to their flight stage in life, which was around six years old. They had to work harder for survival, they would actually have a sense of duty other than playing games and throwing rocks at other children to be stopped by the adults and punished, this time they'd need to hunt with the others, with their flock, for the elders and children. Many more to do. Due to the Aviarie's weak structure, they'd also need to work to strengthen their bodies, which is quite hard for most.
Though, like many other flocks, would always have to keep a watchful eye on the children, and the newly formed adults, for they would find themselves trying to get past this duty and form their own life, the Aviarie were not stupid beings, not letting anyone slip past them. Though smart they are, Eyal was quite the sneaky one, in a dire attempt to break free of his flock, he'd be snatched almost instantly by the wing by his mother as he tried. She knew that he's the rebellious type, for she's been with him from the day he was born. She'd whisper to him in his ear. "We need you, Eyal." the child would frown, why would they need him? His flock is giant and heavily populated with other Aviarie. "We all need you, for we too struggle in this, no matter how big we are in numbers." she'd speak to him softly and in a loving tone, he'd nod to her, walking back before taking one last attempt at breaking free at the last and being grabbed by his mother once more and this time dragged back to his home. "Nice try, love." he knew he wouldn't break free, but of course, nothing's impossible.