[b]Name:[/b] Alan Mason
[b]Age:[/b] 41
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
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[b]Personality:[/b] Friendly, easy-going and quiet, Al’s got a lot to say, but no need to let it all out if no one wants to pay attention. He’ll never turn down a chance at a conversation though, and is entirely open about his life and his opportunities. He isn’t afraid of trying something new or looking a bit like a fool if he has to. You don’t learn anything if you keep safe within the familiar. He’s a bit lonely really, and though he used to like the wandering life, he’s figured he’s getting old for it nowadays, and maybe he’s got a few regrets, but he’ll get where he’s going eventually. He isn’t much for pessimism though, just practicality, and a certain meagre hoarding. And he certainly won’t turn down kindness, nor will he forget it quickly. He likes to pass a good turn on, and to forgive a bad one, though anger isn’t unknown to him. It is something of a rare moment when he feels it too strongly. 
[b]History:[/b] Al grew up a single child in Toronto, but his family moved a fair bit, and it cemented a certain wanderlust in him from a young age. As soon as he passed 13th grade, he hightailed it out the door to take a year or two off before university and never looked back. He’s walked, hitchhiked and biked just about every inch of Canada and a fair bit of America too with nothing but a backpack and his guitar. He had a few experimental years, but mostly spent his time in a fairly reputable manner picking up odd jobs or busking on the streets or camping out in the national parks during the warm seasons and moving on whenever he felt like it. These days he looks a little wild, but his smile’s just as fine as it always was, and he’s been thinking about looking for a more permanent place in society, maybe get himself a house, spend more than one Christmas in a row with his parents while he can. He’s a little slow on the uptake with the news, but he’s starting to think there just might be something to those rumours he picked up in the Parks. Beyond that, he’s not sure what to think about animals and people getting together.
[b]Elements:[/b] 
Fire 2
Air 1

Strength: Level 4
Channeling: Level 3
Healing: N/A
Elemental: Level 1
[b]Affinity:[/b] Sharing power.
P.S. He’s mute. ;)

[u][b]Animal[/b][/u]
[b]Species:[/b] Common Raven
[b]Picture:[/b][img]http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/2/29/Common_raven_by_David_Hofmann.jpg/220px-Common_raven_by_David_Hofmann.jpg[/img]
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Age:[/b] 21
[b]Personality:[/b] Smart, snippy, old and entitled, this raven is no birdbrain. She’s a disgruntled morning bird, but is generally easy to please if she can get a bit of food and warmth and once she’s stretched her wings. Wise in the ways of humans and animals alike, she’s wary of the former, but is old enough to be slow in acting on that wariness. She’s got her own opinions and her own ideas and she isn’t shy about letting them be known. She’s also got a bit of a mischievous streak; it’s dulled by age, but not entirely snuffed out. Think frumpy old hag and you’d have her pretty close. Thankfully, being a social bird means she isn’t against all company, just the bothersome sort. 
[b]History:[/b] She’s lived most of her life in the Rocky mountains near Banff, playing with her flockmates and taking opportunity of the tourist season to fatten up a little, though they preferred not to visit the towns too often. They were always places to be curious about, but never to feel too safe in. She saw cars kill siblings and the trouble human leavings could cause her kin. She saw full meals come from human hands and she raised chicks of her own, many a brood, to learn the difference between a human thing that might cause injury and that might win them food. And gradually, as the years passed her flock went farther and farther over the boundaries that separated humans from their world. She’d never yet nested within the outer circle of buildings before the strangeness overtook her and sent her flying away from her usual roost.