Post by Gabjas on Jan 3, 2013 23:41:10 GMT -6
Name: Thalia
Gender: Female
Age: 36 moons
Species: Barn Owl
Kingdom: Pure Ones
Position: High Tyto
Mate: Tytus
Description/Picture: Her slender frames is adorned with feathers of pure alabaster, only accented by faint splotches of black along her breast. This constant white figure falls away to a copper hue at her wings, dappled by minuscule specks of black. The pure white of her body gives way to a faint cream atop her pate, dappled with more specks of black and copper.
Her eyes are a deep obsidian that are admired by many, entrancing and elegant in the opinions of many a companion and stranger alike. She is an extremely beautiful owl and uses it to her advantage when she can.
Personality: Thalia tends to be overly dramatic, though she manages to remain composed and elegant in the majority of her daily situations. She is quite vain and spends many an hour of the night grooming her feathers or admiring her own vibrant eyes.
She is not as clever as some owls, but she utilizes her skills in such a refined manner that she comes of as being of superior intelligence and one to be feared, which she likes to hear. She sometimes feels as if her beloved mate is the only one in all the kingdoms that has ever truly understood her.
Strengths: strong fighter with majority of weapons, convincing and seductive
Weaknesses: weak flier, vain and self-absorbed
History: Thalia was captured as an owlet from her hollow in the Tyto forest at only two months of age, therefore she can no longer recall the faces of her family and has generally forgotten about them. She was raised like any other Pure One, learned to hate the filth that the other species were and the basic skills of hunting and flying, as well as the art of combat.
As she advanced in the ranks of the Pure One militia, she never thought that she would one day become the High Tyto and that the handsome Tytus would become her beloved mate.
IC: Thalia emerged from her chambers, her eyes lustrous with anticipation for her mission. She had quickly realised the many tedious responsibilities that were akin to her reign over the Pure Ones, so she rarely saw an opportunity to embark on a raid as she had loved to do in her youth, and still did to this night. A group of Pure Ones were preparing a flight to Tyto Forest in order to snatch a few owlets or eggs that are unguarded.
Much to Thalia's surprise, she had been invited to tag along and had delightfully accepted, arranging that Tytus would be in complete charge until her return. As she entered the damp corridor where the musty odor of mildew and mold lingered, she was regarded by a few Barn owls who tilted their heads in respect.
"Ma'am." they uttered in almost complete unison. She nodded her head and smiled, flexing her gleaming battle claws that she had ordered for just the occasion. "Shall we?" she said and rose into the air with a few strained wing beats. She smiled as the wind embraced her feathers for what seemed like the first time in moons.
Codeword: *starred out by Gabjas*
Other: None
Gender: Female
Age: 36 moons
Species: Barn Owl
Kingdom: Pure Ones
Position: High Tyto
Mate: Tytus
Description/Picture: Her slender frames is adorned with feathers of pure alabaster, only accented by faint splotches of black along her breast. This constant white figure falls away to a copper hue at her wings, dappled by minuscule specks of black. The pure white of her body gives way to a faint cream atop her pate, dappled with more specks of black and copper.
Her eyes are a deep obsidian that are admired by many, entrancing and elegant in the opinions of many a companion and stranger alike. She is an extremely beautiful owl and uses it to her advantage when she can.
Personality: Thalia tends to be overly dramatic, though she manages to remain composed and elegant in the majority of her daily situations. She is quite vain and spends many an hour of the night grooming her feathers or admiring her own vibrant eyes.
She is not as clever as some owls, but she utilizes her skills in such a refined manner that she comes of as being of superior intelligence and one to be feared, which she likes to hear. She sometimes feels as if her beloved mate is the only one in all the kingdoms that has ever truly understood her.
Strengths: strong fighter with majority of weapons, convincing and seductive
Weaknesses: weak flier, vain and self-absorbed
History: Thalia was captured as an owlet from her hollow in the Tyto forest at only two months of age, therefore she can no longer recall the faces of her family and has generally forgotten about them. She was raised like any other Pure One, learned to hate the filth that the other species were and the basic skills of hunting and flying, as well as the art of combat.
As she advanced in the ranks of the Pure One militia, she never thought that she would one day become the High Tyto and that the handsome Tytus would become her beloved mate.
IC: Thalia emerged from her chambers, her eyes lustrous with anticipation for her mission. She had quickly realised the many tedious responsibilities that were akin to her reign over the Pure Ones, so she rarely saw an opportunity to embark on a raid as she had loved to do in her youth, and still did to this night. A group of Pure Ones were preparing a flight to Tyto Forest in order to snatch a few owlets or eggs that are unguarded.
Much to Thalia's surprise, she had been invited to tag along and had delightfully accepted, arranging that Tytus would be in complete charge until her return. As she entered the damp corridor where the musty odor of mildew and mold lingered, she was regarded by a few Barn owls who tilted their heads in respect.
"Ma'am." they uttered in almost complete unison. She nodded her head and smiled, flexing her gleaming battle claws that she had ordered for just the occasion. "Shall we?" she said and rose into the air with a few strained wing beats. She smiled as the wind embraced her feathers for what seemed like the first time in moons.
Codeword: *starred out by Gabjas*
Other: None
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