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Erein
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STATS
Name: Erein
Age: Young Adult
Gender: Male
Race: Tiger-human
Class: Nomadic Hunter Description:
A pale-furred felinhuman with golden tabby stripes. Erein
has yellow cat eyes, small ears, a large nose with sensitive whiskers and
a versatile tail that gives him extra balance. He is agile, nimble and
fit, able to jump very high and climb very fast. Like real felines, he
enjoys napping in the sun and his most active times are at dawn and dusk.
Personality: Erein is an inquisitive hunter who
likes a good challenge and an adventure to keep his interest. He won't
ever be a 'domesticated' cat and likely will never settle down for a
single person. He loves change and won't allow his life to stagnate. He
doesn't have much appreciation for the arts and his take on creative is
more about making weapons and traps on the fly.
Skills:
*Survival
*Amazing balance and agility
*Great endurance
*MacGuyver-styled resilience (but
low-tech) *-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-* STORY
Running across the bridge, Erein dared to look over his
shoulder. Those pursuing the light-coloured tabby were not far behind.
Erein hoped the bridge would prove to be some kind of border but it was
just as likely that the people chasing him would continue to do so. He
hadn't known he'd crossed into hunting grounds. It's not as if they had
fenced off the property. Although, tp be fair, the abundance of game
should maybe have tipped him off. Erein grinned as he recalled the taste
of the roasted rabbit. He had eaten well last night.
As he set foot on the other side, a curious light surrounded Erein and a
dizzying sensation took hold of him. His mind had just time enough to
realise he'd tripped a teleportation trap before the world spinned out of
focus. Only a fraction of a second later an entirely different view came
into focus. Gone were the forests traversed with cliffs that had been
carved out by rivers in their depths. Erein now found himself in the
dunes, a sea spreading out before him and sand all around. Vegetation was
sparse but not completely gone, as if turning to autumn but there wasn't a
chill in the air. Something in the air smelled alien and Erein remembered
hearing about teleportation traps losing their bounds after not being
tended regularly. In such cases people tended to vanish. Had he vanished?
"Good sir, are you here about the Quadwings?" someone asked.
Suprised that he could understand the woman in front of him he carefully
tried to not look dangerous as he stated:
"I'm sorry, I think I ended up here by accident. Could you explain a bit
more?"
A rudimentary explanation later, now knowing he was on a different world
in a timeframe he could not be certain off was relative to his own but
wouldn't matter anyway if it was, Erein was brought up to speed about the
planet Aneith and it's various people and dragon species.
"The Quadwings are just about ready to leave the nest and that's why a lot
of people have gathered. Some manage to strike a bond with the young
dragons. While others might just be here to see the new dragons to boast
about them. We always have a lot of visitors during Itia because of it."
"I might as well see the sights now that I'm here." Erein shrugged,
interested despite his predicament.
There was no apparent danger after all. people were friendly and he'd find
work to do and then he'd travel just like he'd done before.
Itia was slowly
turning into Tieon, the season Erein would have called Autumn before. As
he'd done since shortly after his arrival, he made his way toward the dens
of the Quadwings where he was to help with the chores and general
well-being of the dragons. It was mostly grunt work and he'd been allowed
to do it after some of the older dragons had given their approval. Somehow
Erein suspected they liked him because he was soft to the touch. Often he
was approached during his work for a nuzzle or a few pats. The dragons
were good about asking permission so he didn't mind it.
One youngster in particular always sought him out. The dragon was white
with a grey pattern that looked a bit like spilled ink. It had taken a
while for Ipeve to muster his courage, but now the dragon was comfortable
around the tiger-human and they often spoke.
"I'm thinking about moving soon." Erein said.
"Wouldn't you stay until after Harth?" Ipeve asked, "It gets really cold
or so I've been told."
"I can take a bit of cold." Erein guffawed, "I have fur."
Ipeve couldn't stop fretting about his friend leaving though. And suddenly
an idea came to his mind:
"What if I go with you?" Two are better than one and I could help you keep
warm."
Erein considered the offer.
"I guess I wouldn't mind a tag-along. I could use a guide but I guess you
haven't been around either."
"I can ask the other dragons, act as a go-between when we meet up."
"Sure."
Erein didn't mention that he thought all dragons were nice and would
probably help him. He wasn't exactly opposed to the Ipeve sticking around.
They could protect each other and that was womething he'd lacked before.
The more he thought about it, the more Erein believed it was a good idea.
A,d so, after Harth, the two of them set out to discover Aneith.
Ipeve bonded at
Aneith STATS
Name: Ipeve
Gender: Male
Species:
Quadwing
Element: Wind
Description
*Colour: White with grey patterning
*Size: 6' at the shoulder
Personality: Flighty, Watchful, Protective
Abilities:
*Bonding: Quadwings have a forged bond borne from
mutual friendship.
*Telepathy: the ability to transmit thoughts and
feelings over any distance, more clearly than through words.
*Language: Fluent in both writing and speaking,
struggling to express their exact thoughts.
*Elemental Breath (Wind): gained through a diet of
seeds and magic as a hatchling. *-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*-;-*
Lantessama Isle
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