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[h3]Sparrow[/h3]
♦ Fiesty ♦ Stubborn ♦ Frantic ♦ Proud ♦ Blunt ♦ Loud [/center]
[b]Name[/b]
[indent]Little Sparrow 
[i]"DONT CALL ME LITTLE!"[/i][/indent]
[b]Age[/b]  16
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[b]Appearance[/b]
[indent]Sparrow is 4'11", so yes tiny. She is quite skilled at hunting and leather work and commonly will make [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/7a/af/95/7aaf9502d4d97b1b9653fcd736c10f40.jpg]clothes[/url] out of her quarry.  She carries a bow, quiver, a short sword (More like a huge knife) and her buckler on her person at all times including a number of straps and pouches for her gear.[/indent]
[b]Personality[/b]
[indent]Sparrow is brash, stubborn, and completely and obviously desperate for attention, notoriety, and acknowledgement. 
She is fully capable and is witty, skilled, and fearsome, but her clumsiness, her boasting, her temper, her bird, and her size kind of ruin any bit of impressiveness that she might have earned herself.  This leaves her in a constant state of frustration.  She does mean well and is deeply committed to what she intends to try.  When facing a challenge she will keep bashing her head against the wall until the wall breaks.  Having faced failure, time and time again, the one thing she won't do is give up, that's the only time she feels that she would really lose.  But she's also not stupid and can be surprisingly devious when it comes to getting what she wants.  Her upbringing in a ruthless tribe of hunters that follow a Stamen culture, that acknowledge strength and glory means she is not great when it comes to tact or sensitivity, but her blunt honesty can be surprisingly refreshing and potentially even more effective than any honey'd words.[/indent]
[b]Class[/b]
[indent]Hunter?  Ranger?  Beastmaster?  Aren't they all the same thing?[/indent]
[b]Strengths[/b]
[indent]Having been raced with a ruthless tribe of mountain barbarians near Stamen, Sparrow is a hunter, scout, and beastmaster without peer.  She [i]claims[/i] to be able to shoot the wings off a fly at 100 paces, to be able to track a shark through water, or tame gods of the beast!  She also claims to have trophies of those legendary deeds, but none so far have supported these claims.  With her bow, short blade, leather bound buckler, and arsenal of trappers tools, she can hunt any quarry, turning their skin and organs into enchanted arms and armors that are not only powerful but fashionable.  Shes also a regular outdoorswoman, able to thrive in the wild.
Among her legendary talents, she rides into battle with her closest companion, a Griffin named [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e6/82/0d/e6820d3cbb3ed856518f25972f5eaf78--gryphon-tattoo-animal-adoption.jpg]Cinnamon.[/url]  She act's as Sparrow's loyal steed, fearsome monster, and closest friend.
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[b]Weaknesses[/b]
[indent]Aside from the social stigma of being short, loud, and young, Sparrow has a bit of a Napoleon complex, believing she knows and is capable of more than she's actually capable of, and throwing a big tantrum when people either belittle her or don't listen to her.  This will make Sparrow attempt to take on challenges that are grossly out of her league.  Every time Sparrow tries to look cool, something always ruins it, or she screws up, souring her mood for days on end.  Her temper gets the better of her and she will probably screw up more because of it, which makes her more and more frustrated, which makes her worse etc.  Additionally her griffin Cinnamon is a literal bird brain.  Won't follow basic instructions and gets Sparrow into trouble about as many times as she gets Sparrow out of it. 
Cinnamon has a really bad habit of pecking people she likes, or doesn't like.  Well anything really.[/indent]
[b]What were you doing when the princess was kidnapped?[/b]
[indent]"What do you mean the princess was kidnapped?  Do I know anything?  Pssshhh no.  What are you talking about?  I was hunting in the Western Woods for the dreaded Ursa Major!  Unsurprisingly, not only did I get the legendary beast, got his paw right here, I was on my way back to town for the festival dragging his carcass for all to see.  Just a minor feat for the Greatest Hunter in the Realm!  So obviously I would have been on the other side of the city.  I mean, if those kidnappers came out through the Western Gate they would have ran right into me and that would have been the end of it lickety split.  I mean who could possible escape the greatest pair of eagle eyed- Wha?  They were seen going out the Western Gate?  Oh.  Well, lucky for them, we must have just missed eachother.  Obviously.  What are doing with those manacles?  I told you I didn't see them!" [/indent][/color]
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