Post by Cleef on Aug 18, 2011 12:34:48 GMT -6
Name: Cleef
Gender: Male
Age: 28 moons
Species: Burrowing Owl
Kingdom: Rogues/Family Owls
Position: Rogue
Description/Picture: My color pattern is like all of my kind. I Measure in at about eleven inches tall with a wingspan at twenty-two inches and weigh in at about one pound. I wear a crow feather in the day for a right of passage from the crows when I have to fly at the time. I carry it on my back at night or when not in use. Some have said that when they look into my eyes they feel a sudden calm pass over them, I don't know why because at the times when I was around a lake or some reflective material my eyes looked normal to me. What I've come up with is that it's my personality and when they look into my eyes they see I'm a peaceful owl. I don't know for sure about it though. My family is in the Desert of Kuneer. I visit once in a good while but try to stay away as not to attract any danger to them.
Personality: I am a kind hearted owl. One who takes side with those who are right and need rescued or are injured. I am mostly around the Desert of Kuneer or the Island of Hoole because of this but do occasionally visit the Pure Ones or St. Aggie's to help heal the injured or save the innocent. I enjoy help in my own missions but am able to manage on my own. The one thing that angers me is war and the hurting of innocents. Even though I disagree with war I have been seen in some fights but with no war gear but a helmet. I also only use an ancient art of fighting that mearly knocks my enemy out and to the ground where I usually catch them and fly them gently to the ground so they may have a second chance in life. I am not able to tell you where I learned this art but am able to teach you.
Strengths: I am strong in the mind, in my art of fighting, and in making friends.
Weaknesses: I am weak in war mearly because of my ways in it which cause me to take out a small number of lucky owls, Also I am afraid of spiders. I know in sounds silly but it's true. I'm also weak at making enemies, I'm weak at hunting because I dislike killing.
History: hatched into the Desert of Kuneer I was raised like all burrowing owls, Learning how to excavate burrows, How to run, How to fly, But was a little different. Coming home empty taloned from hunts saying "I couldn't kill it". This eventually lead to me turning into a type of scavenger where I only eat already dead things. This also lead to me learning my fighting way. Because I was so peaceful I tried becoming a negotiator in war. That didn't work so I became a rogue
and now help others in need of it. I am scared from past events of owls dieing in my talons and get depressed when I recollect these thoughts but am usually a great guy to be around. I did think once about joining the Glauxian brothers retreat but thought to myself that I wouldn't be able to help others as much as I wanted to. I ended up becoming a rouge and doing what I do now. I did take that fabled trip to the Island of Ga'hoole remembering one day their stories and wondering if they would let me learn a thing or two.
When I had first visited the Guardians they had seen something in me, I could tell. Remembering from the stories what kind of owls Ga'hoole showed itself to I had a good idea of what they saw. They offered me to join them. I had declined only because it would have taken the time away I needed to do what I do now, so instead they offered to let me study in their library and learn their different skills at my own pace and will. This I gratefully accepted and have learned how to read, navegate, track, and have learned the basics of of the other classes. These skills have helped me in many ways and I make sure to this day to thank the Guardians whenever I learn something new from them. Knowing it will help me in my never ending journey in saving the innocent and healing the injured. Like I've said before I'm more on the side of the guardians but do still heal the Pure ones' and St. Aggies, injured. We all have to remember just because the Pure Ones and St. Aggies have different ways they think are right we are all owls in the end. We just have to figure out who we think are right. I've sided with Ga'hoole and who needs help, whether that be an injured or innocent owl or a mixture of both. But that's just me.
IC: Cleef perched on a a rock ledge at St. Aggie's. He was scanning the new owlet arrivals that St. Aggie's had owl napped he was scanning for an owlet or two that he knew where lived. He spotted a burrowing owlet that looked like his buddies. He had found his target and dove of the ledge. He made a sudden pull up and shot straight for the owlet hoping he had gained enough speed to be an unnoticeable blur to the owls addressing the owlets. He extended his talons as he came close.......and scoped up the frightened owlet with out a loss of speed. He flew out of the canyons and in the directions of Kuneer while telling the owlet "It's going to be OK your going home". "Cleef!" exclaimed the owlet in happy recognition.
Codeword: I think I read that Micefrap is the word for new bios but since this is my first I don't think I need it. Unless new means first. If that's the case then Micefrap.
Other: Owns a crow feather to avoid being attacked by crows and a battle helmet for when he must go to war. Also owns a set of battleclaws but only uses them to move things he couldn't with bare talons or incase he thinks he may have to blend or block an enemies attack if compromised. In other words I prefer to use them for everything their good for besides tearing flesh from living things. Is usually guarding the leaders in war do to his ways of fighting. Can speak Krakish and Jouzen (a language from far away). I can fly as well as I can run. Due to good practice.
I apologize if somethings are in the wrong categories but it's all there.
Gender: Male
Age: 28 moons
Species: Burrowing Owl
Kingdom: Rogues/Family Owls
Position: Rogue
Description/Picture: My color pattern is like all of my kind. I Measure in at about eleven inches tall with a wingspan at twenty-two inches and weigh in at about one pound. I wear a crow feather in the day for a right of passage from the crows when I have to fly at the time. I carry it on my back at night or when not in use. Some have said that when they look into my eyes they feel a sudden calm pass over them, I don't know why because at the times when I was around a lake or some reflective material my eyes looked normal to me. What I've come up with is that it's my personality and when they look into my eyes they see I'm a peaceful owl. I don't know for sure about it though. My family is in the Desert of Kuneer. I visit once in a good while but try to stay away as not to attract any danger to them.
Personality: I am a kind hearted owl. One who takes side with those who are right and need rescued or are injured. I am mostly around the Desert of Kuneer or the Island of Hoole because of this but do occasionally visit the Pure Ones or St. Aggie's to help heal the injured or save the innocent. I enjoy help in my own missions but am able to manage on my own. The one thing that angers me is war and the hurting of innocents. Even though I disagree with war I have been seen in some fights but with no war gear but a helmet. I also only use an ancient art of fighting that mearly knocks my enemy out and to the ground where I usually catch them and fly them gently to the ground so they may have a second chance in life. I am not able to tell you where I learned this art but am able to teach you.
Strengths: I am strong in the mind, in my art of fighting, and in making friends.
Weaknesses: I am weak in war mearly because of my ways in it which cause me to take out a small number of lucky owls, Also I am afraid of spiders. I know in sounds silly but it's true. I'm also weak at making enemies, I'm weak at hunting because I dislike killing.
History: hatched into the Desert of Kuneer I was raised like all burrowing owls, Learning how to excavate burrows, How to run, How to fly, But was a little different. Coming home empty taloned from hunts saying "I couldn't kill it". This eventually lead to me turning into a type of scavenger where I only eat already dead things. This also lead to me learning my fighting way. Because I was so peaceful I tried becoming a negotiator in war. That didn't work so I became a rogue
and now help others in need of it. I am scared from past events of owls dieing in my talons and get depressed when I recollect these thoughts but am usually a great guy to be around. I did think once about joining the Glauxian brothers retreat but thought to myself that I wouldn't be able to help others as much as I wanted to. I ended up becoming a rouge and doing what I do now. I did take that fabled trip to the Island of Ga'hoole remembering one day their stories and wondering if they would let me learn a thing or two.
When I had first visited the Guardians they had seen something in me, I could tell. Remembering from the stories what kind of owls Ga'hoole showed itself to I had a good idea of what they saw. They offered me to join them. I had declined only because it would have taken the time away I needed to do what I do now, so instead they offered to let me study in their library and learn their different skills at my own pace and will. This I gratefully accepted and have learned how to read, navegate, track, and have learned the basics of of the other classes. These skills have helped me in many ways and I make sure to this day to thank the Guardians whenever I learn something new from them. Knowing it will help me in my never ending journey in saving the innocent and healing the injured. Like I've said before I'm more on the side of the guardians but do still heal the Pure ones' and St. Aggies, injured. We all have to remember just because the Pure Ones and St. Aggies have different ways they think are right we are all owls in the end. We just have to figure out who we think are right. I've sided with Ga'hoole and who needs help, whether that be an injured or innocent owl or a mixture of both. But that's just me.
IC: Cleef perched on a a rock ledge at St. Aggie's. He was scanning the new owlet arrivals that St. Aggie's had owl napped he was scanning for an owlet or two that he knew where lived. He spotted a burrowing owlet that looked like his buddies. He had found his target and dove of the ledge. He made a sudden pull up and shot straight for the owlet hoping he had gained enough speed to be an unnoticeable blur to the owls addressing the owlets. He extended his talons as he came close.......and scoped up the frightened owlet with out a loss of speed. He flew out of the canyons and in the directions of Kuneer while telling the owlet "It's going to be OK your going home". "Cleef!" exclaimed the owlet in happy recognition.
Codeword: I think I read that Micefrap is the word for new bios but since this is my first I don't think I need it. Unless new means first. If that's the case then Micefrap.
Other: Owns a crow feather to avoid being attacked by crows and a battle helmet for when he must go to war. Also owns a set of battleclaws but only uses them to move things he couldn't with bare talons or incase he thinks he may have to blend or block an enemies attack if compromised. In other words I prefer to use them for everything their good for besides tearing flesh from living things. Is usually guarding the leaders in war do to his ways of fighting. Can speak Krakish and Jouzen (a language from far away). I can fly as well as I can run. Due to good practice.
I apologize if somethings are in the wrong categories but it's all there.
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