[Nymbus, Male]

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Name: Nymbus

Gender: Male

Age: 73 Moons

Species: Snowy Owl

Kingdom: St. Aggies

Position: Ablah General

Description/Picture:

Nymbus, being a Snow Owl, is coated in pure white plumage stained by years of struggle while accompanied by long treks through the canyon trenches. The crook of his head a tarnished grey with two charcoal colored circles laced around both his eyes. His beak, which is well covered with soft feathers, is a dark grey partially stained crimson from past combat.

His golden eyes contain flecks of yellows and greens that reflect the setting sun with such a clarity. If Nymbus had a striking feature that no owl whether be his follower or a prisoner would forget it would be his eyes. The tell all emotion the male owl feels and can send shivers down spines. The major scars on the owl's body are mostly around his eyes. Most of the scars are gained by struggling owls beneath his killer grasp.

Beneath his feathering lie lean muscles that hold much potential to kill--seeing as his whole life was a battle. His chest protrudes out slightly and he stands tall producing an image of intimidation and stature. Along Nymbus's wings and back dark grey spots coat a dirty trail down to the tip of his grunged tail. His outer feathers on his wings are painted a faded orange with red speckles staining the tips. Below his massive yet statuesque body are two scaled claws rippled with muscle bearing feet with deadly talons.

Personality:

The Ablah General must have a determined and strong will for what he believes to be right. Nymbus was taught as a young owlet, after being "abandoned", the virtues and strengths of being a St. Aggies owl. Many harsh events played a part in the young owlets mental stability and his perspectives were warped by his caretakers, but thats exactly what the treacherous St. Aggies owls needed. Another brainwashed chick. Nybus was the ipitomy of "right" for the orphanage:

Sneaky:: Nymbus always had shifty eyes. He knew how to take what he wanted without others finding out and he was good at "one-upping" others, whether it meant cheating in the end. When pulling a heist Nymbus plans ahead. He places all the pieces into their position and executes whether it be a murder or petty theft.

Sarcastic & Short Tempered:: Nymbus enjoys retorting to stray comments with sarcastic and cynical remarks. He doesn't laugh much, only the times when his sarcasm can make others smile or frustrate them. Even when angered he uses sarcasm to lash out at others. Nymbus is a "bottom-line" type of owl. He hates to wait and his patience wares thin very quickly. When needing information he wants it delivered quick and deals with treason just as fast.

Brainwashed:: Nymbus has a warped way of thinking, compliments of the orphanage. He believes what his actions, that most would see as horrible acts, justified and for the good of his flock. He was trained to be merciless and cold when tying up loose ends and so he does his job to a "T". His virtues are quite distorted and can't establish the true rights from wrongs. His mind may be completely tainted with no chance of changing..but only the future can tell.

Mysterious:: At times Nymbus can go into states of comatose where hes lost in thought. Who knows what he thinks about when hes not concocting plans to harvest more chicks, but whatever it is it keeps hims busy for sometimes for more then one moon. Nymbus can be closed to others a lot of the time and needs time to become accustomed and familiar to ones that are brave enough to attempt to get on his good side.

Glimpse Of A Heart:: As time went on and he himself went on patrol to snatch up young owlets he got used to hearing the helpless and pleading squeaks of the vulnerable chicks. He never expected the annoying cries for help would unveil repressed memories of his owlet-hood and when he was taken. Most of the times he tries to rid his mind of his terrified shrieks and can be found in his nest reciting lessons he was taught to keep his wandering mind in check.

A Leader:: Aside from his flaws, being a St. Aggies Owl he thinks the flaw being his small doubt for his job, he has a great sense of leadership. He may have a warped sense of kindness for his fellow St. Aggies owls but he has great loyalty for them.

History:

Forgotten Memories:: As a young snowy owl Nymbus lived with his parents and two siblings in the Northern Kingdom. He grew up like any owlet, he had love and kindness from his parents. He dreamed of the Guardians of Ga'Hoole and becoming one when he reached adulthood. His Da trained him every moon to learn how to fly. He believed in his son and Nymbus was exceptional at learning anything he set his mind to. His heart was filled with dreams and wishes for the future. He was a chick filled with curiosity and innocent wonder and love for the things around him.
His world shattered around him when his family was raided by the kraals. Nymbus and his Da fought valiantly. The Kraal took Nymbus, seeing his potential, and they left his family wounded. Nymbus watched his family from the clutches of the kraal captor as they moved farther and father away till he could see them no more.

Kraals:: Nymbus was only with the kraals for about 5 moons and in that time he gained the Kraals trust and received the paint, that in the present is now faded. He still harbored anger toward the Kraals and as time waged on his angered turned to hate and then darkness engulfed his heart. He was still young but the time seemed to cluster together and he unintentionally started to forget the faces of his family members. Slowly Nymbus had concocted a plan to murder the Kraal who wounded his Da.
The night he finished placing all the pawns into position his plans were interrupted by St. Aggies agents. They murdered the older owls and took the owlets and the junior owls. Nymbus along with them.

St. Aggies:: Nymbus already lost the memory of his family he once loved and sworn to take with him to Hoole. His heart was blackened and raring for a fight. Once into the academy he protested against authority and refused to be moonblinked. They attempted moonscalding but his will power surpassed the excruciating want to submit. The Lieutenant saw potential in the young owl and trained him without the Ablah General's say. The lieutenant had created a monster--Nymbus was no longer the innocent owlet wanting to one day become a Guardian, he was lost and misguided.

Nymbus soon killed the Ablah General after the general murdered the Lieutenant for treason and training of an owlet for personal satisfaction. It was then Nymbus gained his respect and became Ablah general and he ruled with an Iron claw. As time continued to ramble on St. Aggies rose to its former glory, Nymbus kept a watchful eye on the status of Ga'Hoole and The pure ones. Spitting as he saw them rise again from the ashes, as his flock did, he needed a way to dispose of them completely. It was then he found a break through...hiding in the midst of the clouds...

IC:

The dark Ablah General stalked slowly out of the shadows, his scarred golden eyes gleaming from behind his stained metal helmet. He tilted his head slowly and clicked a response to his lieutenant and the surrounding supervisors. The St. Aggie Owls formed a circle around the wounded slipgizzle. Nymbus paced slowly around the wide-eyed owl, hesitating before letting out a raspy chuckle. "humph! I wanted to thank you for your...very useful information." The young owl quivered in his armor--the only noise in the large tree hollow, besides the subtle clanking of Nymbus's feet armor. "I'm so glad we caught up to you...before you caught up to your putrid guardian existence!" The Snow owl snarled. "Sir, I was merely doing my j-job" the young slipgizzle mumbled, fear trailing his every word.
Nymbus inched closer to the frail and petrified owl. He edged his face about an inch away, the spy ceased his shakes and his breathing stalled. "I'm sorry you had to die for those fools. Pity." The Ablah General whispered coldly. Finally, standing up tall the Leading owl placed his large scaled foot onto the top of the slipgizzle's crest. "P-please I beg you I--" the owl cried and then was silenced with one swift turn of the Snow Owls talons. Releasing his grip the now deceased owl's body fell limp to the tarnished floor, his helmet rolled off toward one of the supervisors. "Be rid of the body" the general squawked as he turned away and stalked toward the opening of the tree. Turning his head slightly, after spreading his wings for flight, he murmured "And be ready for once the night breaks we search for the Shrieks....."

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