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Najawarie's Nobody
Topic Started: May 23 2014, 09:03 PM (606 Views)
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Wandering Ghost of Dreyrull

Name: Nobody
Gender: Male
Approximate Age: Adult
Region: Listhrea

Pack/Village: //
Rank: //

Race: Aershaa
Breed/Species: Air
Type/Occupation: Normal
Class: Wild


Mage Class / Element: Air


Physical Appearance: His pelt is a slightly goldenish yellow with some chocolate and dark orange markings. His wings and his feather crest share the same color and markings pattern than his body. His eyes are a bright teal blue.
Any references?: http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/143/6/9/nobody_by_najawarie-d7jhmue.png
Personality: He is a caring aershaa, he takes care of everybody as much as he can. He likes to meet new persons and he feels like nobody should be a strangers. If the other aershaa seems too defensive or not friendly, he'll simply excuse himself and slowly go away -he will not run. He likes traveling a lot and especially from above, while flying high. He visited Hasseran a few times, but preferred to stay living on Listhrea as he grew up there. He strongly believe there is no destiny and everbody should be free to make his own path rather than following one teached by somebody's else -should it be a chaman, a parent or a mentor- there is no difference for him. He doesn't have much pride of himself, if he can do anything to help or please someone, he'll bow down. If somebody hurt one of his close friends, he can become fierce and vengeful. Like we say, beware of still waters: those who seems calm and silent, are the ones that can be more dangerous when provocated.

History: Nobody is born in Listhrea's mountains, he was the only child of his parents -no brother nor sister. Her mother had lot of troubles and she was sick, not only physicially, but probably mentally as well. Her father wasn't really a caring one, he was strongly devoted to his mother to a point he didn't cared at all about his baby. No matter if he was the only child, they abandonned him, freshly born, near a river. They left him to die alone, he was unwanted, they didn't wanted any children. Afraid and lost, the little baby cried, wodnering why it was so cold around him. He was starved and confused. The smell of his parents was gone. He cried. His eyes weren't yet open, he couldn't really walk, only move around. His weakness for having not any food in his stomach was strong. At a moment, he lost consciousness. Everything went black and the little aershaa thought it was finally the end of his very short life. But then, he awakened, carried by an air aershaa. He cried, moving his little body has he was able. Who was that? By the smell, he knew it wasn't his mother, nor his father. After a long run, he was finally on the ground. The aershaa who took him was a male air aershaa, he put down the baby in his den. His mate was there with their own children and she looked at him, wondering where that baby was coming from. The male explained that he found him near the river, slowly dying in the cold night. By his very light smell, they knew he was clearly not staying with his parents. The male thought his parents were killed or worst, they could have left him to die by choice.

The female agreed to took care of him until he his old enough to go by his own. She raised him like her own children and gaved him the same education, teaching him how to fly, how to catch prey, how to use air magic, etc. Everything was fine, but his brothers and sisters never liked him. He never knew why until a day. He was not anymore a young pup, rather a moonling. Her adoptive mother had no choice to explain him how his mate found him and that she decided to raise him herself. He was glad she did it, thought he was sad too that his true parents didn't bothered to take care of him. He pretended to need to go hunting to change his ideas... and never went back. His adoptive family was afraid for him and tried to found him. They never did. They never knew where he went and why, but they hoped he was happy whatever he choosed to do.

The moonling was lost. He didn't wanted to go back to his adoptive family. Has much his new father and mother liked him, his brothers and sisters clearly didn't wanted him in their life. Sure his pelt was too different and he should have understood he wasn't blood-related to them... But before, he was too young and naive to understand that. Life is cruel and he had to understand it. He knew it right now. He found a den for himself and choosed to make his territory there. He didn't smelled any scent or territory mark around there, it was probably abandonned by his previous owner. Days after days, he grew up alone until he was finally adult. He didn't realized it. After a moment he start wondering who he was really and why he didn't died the very day he went to live. He didn't even had a name, yet. His adoptive mommy was calling him "lil' boy" and never called it another way. After a moment, he named himself "Nobody". Deep inside, he knew it was the best name for him. For everybody, he was obviously "nobody". And so will it stay forever.[edit_reason]finished[/edit_reason]
Edited by Najawarie, May 24 2014, 03:22 PM.
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