→{n.orthie}♥
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Post by →{n.orthie}♥ on May 13, 2009 15:04:29 GMT -5
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x know my name x ____________________
».name rhor dotch tagsdar.
».alias fat bandit of the skies.
».age sixteen years.
».species robin.
».gender male
».allegiance neutral
».job thief.
x see my outer colors x ____________________
».appearance
Rhor cuts a dashing and overweight figure. The bird is, well, fat. Rhor has a round stomach, too round for a little bird like him, and his neck and head are pretty plump as well. It'll seem at first that it might be a little difficult for a bird with small wings to lift that weight. Rhor is a little heavier than most robins, or not, for most are pretty greedy for snacks and food like himself, and it is proven by his hefty appearance and slow take offs. Despite of that, his robberies are usually successful, and he gets away most of the time.
At first, Rhor might look like an innocent creature out and lost. He has rather dashing features. On both sides of his plumpish face are pools of black that sparkle angelically. His eyes are like daggers, quick to sight even the most hidden things and sharp; his magnificent eyesight allows him to see well in the dark. The mischievous bird has a black, flat beak that ends in a sharp point, a weapon he counts on through his seasons of thieving, to, for example, pick locks or peck through wood.
The main color of Rhor's plumage is a olive-tinged and brown color along his back and upperbody. Toward the top of his head you can see a touch of more gray showing. His belly pales to a whitish color with light brown smudges. The most colorful is the large splash of bright orange red that is splattered on his chest and face, lined with bluish gray along the neck and chest. Both his sharply pointed wings and tail feathers are more highlighted with dirt brown than other parts of his body. Finally, Rhor has grown two brown and skinny legs with four sharp and neatly trimmed claws.
The only piece of apparel that Rhor owns is a robin hood hat, made of fine, brown-red cotton velvet with a purple plume sticking out of the rear of the headwear. The hat, from first glance, will certainly look too big for the round, chubby head, the front nearly sliding down his forehead.
».belongings
As a tiny bird, Rhor really can't carry around much. And his weight and roundness won't help much to allow him to carry around anything heavy as he flies. The brown, leather pouch slung over his shoulder and wrapping across his chest so that it hangs on the other side of his chubby body is the only thing you'd see when you take a first look at the fat robin. Stashed and heaped in the small pocket is a variety of things that have been stolen by Rhor from innocent creatures of Mossflower country. The usual items you'd find in his carrier, if you dare take a peek, that is, are shiny and glittering, which Rhor is attracted to. But he has also collected spare buttons, yarn, flat, shiny pebbles, and other knickknacks. In all of his years of picking pockets, you'd imagine that his pouch must have burst out into tiny pieces at this point, but the clever robin had found plenty of places all over Mossflower Woods to empty his bag.
x explore my inner being x ____________________
».personality
When you ever do meet this sneaky bird, he'll most likely be a snappy, churlish, and audacious creature. He isn't the most kind and loving creature out there. He isn't too fond of company after all, spending time alone and robbing from beasts, thus, he has no patience with others. Moreover, his continuous snappish tongue prevents him to even gain any friends or company.
Rhor is rude and cheeky with everybeast, from the elderly to the young ones. Rhor is uncaring to otherbeasts and their feelings. Whatever he feels like saying, he says. This robin is easily annoyed and impatient. He dislikes others that challenges him in any way. Rhor is blunt and a stubborn fat bird. Everything he wants must come his way. Rhor has also adopted a title of selfishness. Not being a liker of company, he's known to have all for himself.
In every possible way, you'd think Rhor despises everybeast, but the robin does have a soft spot for maidens, pretty ones, especially. He becomes a show-off to impress maids normally. Rhor also likes creatures like himself, deviously smart, sneaky, and cocky, plus, if they take on a handsome appearance. Rhor is a quick thinker and talker. The bird has also a skill with charming others to get what he wants. Rhor's trademark is being a crafty and cunning thief. He has the abilities to charm and manipulate. So, you could call him an evil beast after all.
Like most birds, Rhor is a greedy little robin. He's ambitious to get whatever he wants. Normally, his greediness doesn't get in the way of his thievery; his sly plans always go accordingly, but it does make the bird more baneful than a neutral lone thief. Although Rhor is not the most helpful beast in Mossflower, this little bird will help... for a price that is. Greedy and selfish as he is, Rhor accepts anything to his liking, shiny objects and trinkets and food, mainly.
».strengths
//comingsoon.
».weaknesses
//comingsoon.
x something i call my past x ____________________
».history
Rhor wasn't always a thief. He hatched on a fine spring morning in the rich green kingdom of Southsward. Along with his mother and father and a gang of robins, kestrels, falcons, sparrows they were part of, he roamed close to Castle Floret. Although the group of birds, known as the Sky Troup, are neutral in the territory, they had self-appointed themselves as "guardians" of the woodlands, since, after an earlier vermin attack that they helped to crush, the woodlanders offered food and precious objects as a note of thanks. The assortment of birds patrolled the treetops and kept an eye out for vermin that passed their way, and all had been rewarded with a home atop Castle Floret's rooftops.
Rhor's father, Nerlo, was a thief—a secret thief. Not even his wife, Yuvesta, or fellow mates knew of his thieving ways, for they meant to do good, and not steal. For punishment of breaking the Troupe's rules, it was either exile or physical pain. During day, he was a father, husband, and the Captain of a Division, or a group of a dozen troops, but very lazy; at night, he raided creatures' homes and stole food and valuable items. Around the woodlands, he was known as the Hidden Bandit, for he was as sneaky and slipping as a shadow and as quiet as the night breeze. All good woodlanders despised him. Because of Nerlo's actions, they were normally starved and broke. The Sky Troupe assigned guards, sweeping missions, and traps, but Nerlo, being part of the plans and knowing them, was never caught. What he did to the items he stole was either sell them to a merchant he held a secret link to or to satisfy his own selfish needs.
As Rhor grew and learn the ways as Troupe member, he was the only one who Nerlo told to of his secret. Rhor was unlikely to reveal his father, not only for Nerlo may be punished for his crimes, but also because Rhor admired his father. He wanted to be a secret thief. Rhor was only in his younger days, but he learned quick and became a skilled bandit, for his seasons. As Rhor grew into his older seasons, he became Nerlo's accompaniment and accompanied him along his father's robberies. News of the Hidden Bandit and his Accomplice traveled around the woodlands like a wildfire. Yet still, their identity was never found out, not even Yuvesta knew of both her mate's and son's doings. The Troupe was getting irate. Their many attempts to catch the crooks failed. Moreover, Nerlo and his son were out raiding the forest while they miserably try to put a plan to catch them.
However, the father and son act would have lived longer if not by one mere, careless mistake that happened in the blink of an eye. Rhor and his father were at it again. It was a calm, quiet midnight, and the two robins were like shadows, flicking in and out of the treetops, almost invisible to even a careful eye as they made way quickly to the home of Dusrol Redbrush. Dusrol was a fat old squirrel who lived in a tree "mansion" deep in the woodlands with his wife and three children. His home is carved into a huge, ancient, yet strong, oak tree. He designed it himself, the cozy rooms inside the limb and atop the branches, where he used wood planks and created a whole new level of his home. After the work of designing and building was done, he let his children and wife decorate it and enjoyed a lazy life.
Dusrol was considered a first-classed resident. His home was furnished and fine, and his children and grandchildren picked up various of plentiful jobs and fished valuables for Dusrol. Therefore, he was a likely target for the two thieves. Everybeast had always thought the crooks who strike there, but not when, and because of the delay of time, no one was expecting it. Their plan was extremely simple. They sneak into the "mansion," search around for treasures, and escape. The key was stealth, silence, and swiftness. Unlike their other more complex plans, this one seemed very basic, and Rhor became cocky. Their way in was easy. With sharp beaks, the pair drilled their way in through the top, where wood planks made the wall. As silent as shadows, Nerlo and his son searched the home, careful not to wake the dozing squirrel family. In speedy time, the pair had gathered an assortment of items, from embroided platters to pearl rings and necklaces to tiny silver goblets.
As Rhor was cocky, he was greedy. Nerlo thought they collected enough and was about retreat when Rhor flew back to grab a jar studded with rainbow stones. However, in his haste to get back, the jar slipped from his claws and shattered upon the wood floor, waking up the entire sleepy, but alert family; Rhor was caught red-handed. Nerlo, perched close to their escape hole, could see the shock and guilt stamped on his son's face as the young robin floated just above the remains of the jar. With a face that showed no emotion, Nerlo fled, leaving his son to face the punishments alone.
A short meeting was held with all woodlanders present. Obviously, they were angry and hating with Rhor. His father didn't come, either did his mother, both for different reasons: Yuvesta was far too ashamed, but, at the last moments, she hid in the treetops; as parents of the subject, arriving was a peak of shame. So, in order to keep an innocent face, Nerlo couldn't come. This whole accident was Rhor's fault, and he was paying for it; Nerlo would continue his thieving days. As a young bird, death couldn't be brought upon him, so Rhor was sent into exile. He retreated north as the woodlanders angrily cried his name over and over again. Using help from his skilled stealth and speed, he made to Mossflower Woods fairly quickly. He settled down and built himself a nest in an oak close to the huge, red sandstone structure, which he explored. There, he continued his thief career, taking on a new title as "Fat Bandit Of The Skies" among the residents of Mossflower country.
».family
father nerlo. mother yuvesta.
x did i miss anything extra? x ____________________
».other
//nothingyet.
xoxo, Northie
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carabadgermum
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Post by carabadgermum on May 14, 2009 17:10:07 GMT -5
Sounds yummy Oh *clears throat* I'm sorry. That was my weasel speaking. What I meant to say was sounds very nice. Approved.
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→{n.orthie}♥
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Post by →{n.orthie}♥ on May 14, 2009 18:39:17 GMT -5
xD Lulz. Hehee. <3
Thank you, Cara. -tackleglomp-
xoxo, Northie
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Post by →{n.orthie}♥ on May 23, 2009 21:06:06 GMT -5
x rhor is making appearances in x ____________________
» nothing like today.
xoxo, Northie
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