Post by darkpigeon on Dec 5, 2014 17:13:16 GMT -5
Name:Hybrid a.ka. Nannan (grandmother)
Age:567
Race:Harpy
Sex: Female
Class: ranger
Weapon of choice: short bow, her talons, two small blades.
Leveled skills: Lvl 1 - Able to shoot 3 arrows at the same time.
intermediate Earth Rituals - Rock blast LvL 1
earth shield LvL 1
Appearance:
Personality: soft spoken, shy, curious about everything new, can mimic any sounds perfectly though she has trouble speaking. Does not like crowded places, small spaced or people touching her, has a deep rooted hatred and fear for the dwarves.
Background: Born deep in the Shuduk Mountains as a magical creation from the Dwarven mages, Hybrid truly had seen dark, pain filled, and depressing days. The Theysilon army needed strong fighters that were capable of flight, using magic and crossing several species they crafted the Hybrid's who came to be known as the Harpy's. Though the Dwarven mages did there very best to create a creature capable of all that the Theysilon needed, they quickly found that creating a creature out of several races became quite the difficult task. Most of them were mentally or physically ill or even to dangerous to handle. Quickly it became clear that the amount of effort put into this project was to much for the results given and the decision to destroy the subjects to make room for other experiments.
The mistake was quickly made by the apprentice's that had to carry out the orders. Several Harpy's escaped and quickly disappeared inside the large mountain that the dwarfs called their home. Thinking that the Harpy's could not survive on their own in the harsh conditions of mount Shuduk they did not send hunters after them thinking that they quickly would die off. Little did they know that their 'failed experiment' were very adaptable and cleaver creatures that learned to survive quickly without previous taught skills. The flock quickly grew and made their home in the safety on top of the mountain where nobody could easily hunt them down.
As the oldest still living Harpy, Hybrid became a broodmother of several hundreds of free-born Hybrids. With the astonishing age of far in her 500 Hybrid is considered a respected member of the flock. Though her day's between the dwarven masters has scarred her for life, she had found a way to truly enjoy every single day as if it was her last one. She provides the flock with meat and leathers from animals that she hunts far down the mountain where she lives in a makeshift little hut between the canopy in the highest of tree's. She refuses to let anyone else do this work, simply because she wants to keep her flock far away from anyone that could harm her large amount of daughters. Called Nannan, meaning grandmother she feels very responsible for their safety and wellbeing. She keeps strangers at bay, hunting down anyone that wants to bring harm or creatures who are simply to curious to who the Harpy are.
Despite her love for the flock she tends to fare better alone. She will stay several weeks or even months alone at the foot of the mountain to hunt deer and other animals for meat and leather. She is a skilled cook, skinner and meat preserver. She can hunt down and stalk pray without being seen and has found clever ways to bring fear into the hearts of strangers. She has little to no knowledge about the world far from her mountain. The Harpy's tend to stay away from the world around their house and keep everything strange far away from their flock in fear of anything new. Hybrid's natural curiosity will make her venture further from the mountain, but fear to be found, killed, or captured has never brought her close to anything else than the dwarven habitats.
Age:567
Race:Harpy
Sex: Female
Class: ranger
Weapon of choice: short bow, her talons, two small blades.
Leveled skills: Lvl 1 - Able to shoot 3 arrows at the same time.
intermediate Earth Rituals - Rock blast LvL 1
earth shield LvL 1
Appearance:
Personality: soft spoken, shy, curious about everything new, can mimic any sounds perfectly though she has trouble speaking. Does not like crowded places, small spaced or people touching her, has a deep rooted hatred and fear for the dwarves.
Background: Born deep in the Shuduk Mountains as a magical creation from the Dwarven mages, Hybrid truly had seen dark, pain filled, and depressing days. The Theysilon army needed strong fighters that were capable of flight, using magic and crossing several species they crafted the Hybrid's who came to be known as the Harpy's. Though the Dwarven mages did there very best to create a creature capable of all that the Theysilon needed, they quickly found that creating a creature out of several races became quite the difficult task. Most of them were mentally or physically ill or even to dangerous to handle. Quickly it became clear that the amount of effort put into this project was to much for the results given and the decision to destroy the subjects to make room for other experiments.
The mistake was quickly made by the apprentice's that had to carry out the orders. Several Harpy's escaped and quickly disappeared inside the large mountain that the dwarfs called their home. Thinking that the Harpy's could not survive on their own in the harsh conditions of mount Shuduk they did not send hunters after them thinking that they quickly would die off. Little did they know that their 'failed experiment' were very adaptable and cleaver creatures that learned to survive quickly without previous taught skills. The flock quickly grew and made their home in the safety on top of the mountain where nobody could easily hunt them down.
As the oldest still living Harpy, Hybrid became a broodmother of several hundreds of free-born Hybrids. With the astonishing age of far in her 500 Hybrid is considered a respected member of the flock. Though her day's between the dwarven masters has scarred her for life, she had found a way to truly enjoy every single day as if it was her last one. She provides the flock with meat and leathers from animals that she hunts far down the mountain where she lives in a makeshift little hut between the canopy in the highest of tree's. She refuses to let anyone else do this work, simply because she wants to keep her flock far away from anyone that could harm her large amount of daughters. Called Nannan, meaning grandmother she feels very responsible for their safety and wellbeing. She keeps strangers at bay, hunting down anyone that wants to bring harm or creatures who are simply to curious to who the Harpy are.
Despite her love for the flock she tends to fare better alone. She will stay several weeks or even months alone at the foot of the mountain to hunt deer and other animals for meat and leather. She is a skilled cook, skinner and meat preserver. She can hunt down and stalk pray without being seen and has found clever ways to bring fear into the hearts of strangers. She has little to no knowledge about the world far from her mountain. The Harpy's tend to stay away from the world around their house and keep everything strange far away from their flock in fear of anything new. Hybrid's natural curiosity will make her venture further from the mountain, but fear to be found, killed, or captured has never brought her close to anything else than the dwarven habitats.
