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Name: 

Owari

Age: 

19

Gender: 

Female

Race: 

Bird-Folk

Class: 
Raven

Appearance: 

Personality

As a member of the Bird-Folk, Owari is incredibly untrusting towards outsiders. However, after being forced to flee from Quartzsite she has begun to trust others out of necessity. Having traveled very far and for a very long time, Owari has found herself avoiding human contact wishing to avoid conflict. As for a prolonged period of time, Owari has suffered from lack of reliable nourishment she also has a weak spot for a home cooked meal, warming up to people who offer such reliable necessities quite quickly. In battle Owari seeks to play a pivotal role in dismantling enemy forces, whether that means she guard the flank or take up the vanguard, she is ready to do it.

History:

Born in the mountainous region of Quartzsite, Owari was a power young girl. Attaining flight at the meager age of three, Owari was known throughout her people as someone with lauded potential for commander of the Bird-Folk forces when she grew older. Day in and day out she would train under the keen eye of her mother. Owari’s mistakes would be pointed out at dinner every night and she would reflect and attempt to improve upon those mistakes during her training regimen afterwards.  By the time Owari turned 16 years old she was told to scale the mountain, reach it’s peak and return with some form of proof. 

By the time anyone who has spent a great deal of time in Quartzsite has attempts to climb the peak of the mountain they rest on the cold doesn’t bother them too much. However, while the cold isn’t as troublesome as onlookers would assume it to be it affected Owari in a way she didn’t foresee. She found herself exhausted after only minutes of travel. Any small amount of flight felt disastrous as if she could fall at any moment. Owari found herself struggling up the mountain on foot for the majority of her ascent, something that she felt great shame in. It wasn’t long, however before she finally rose above the clouds and greeted a star filled ocean above her. It was there Owari met a Manakete. 

He was a large, barrel chested man who must’ve stood at least six feet tall. He grimaced down at Owari, she glared up at him. This lasted about a minute before she struck first. In an instant she had taken on her Raven form, talons at the ready slashing the throat of the Manakete just as he shifted into his draconic form. This was her evidence, the star soaked night watched her, it felt as if each of those stars were meant for her. If only she could’ve encapsulated that feeling for the rest of her days and nights.

When Owari laid the proof of her ascent on the ground in the center of Quartzsite she didn’t know what to expect, disbelief, shock, applause. 

Well she got the first two. She was met by gasps, even disgusted glares. Owari was confused, she searched for her mother’s gaze but she did not find it. Instead she found the gaze of a mother, whose daughter had just died.

Owari’s mother held council with the Manakete leaders, it took days for a resolution and Owari was told to wait for their verdict. When it came, it was exile. Owari was exiled from Quartzsite never to return. Thus, Owari’s journey began. 

Weapons:
N/A

Weapon Rank
N/A

Skills: 

Flier Slayer: Bird Chimeras are masters at taking down fliers without bows or wind magic (Passive)
Tornado: Bird Chimeras can summon powerful gust of wind that hits a wide area surronding the Chimera.

Miscellaneous:
Owari is very keen eyed, living among blizzards her entire life, her bird-like traits don’t hurt either.
She isn’t very keen of people who either touch her wings or comment upon them incessantly.
Owari allowing someone to touch her wings shows a great deal of trust and potentially, love.
She has a huge stomach and could out eat three grown men with ease.
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