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Kibeth and Dyrim
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Date Posted: 18:38:32 02/20/03 Thu
Name: Kibeth
NN: Ki
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Height: near 6' at the shoulder
Appearance: A pale, cream colored hide, with a long tail. The feathered tuft on the end is nearly white, the gryphon's beak a perfect ivory. Her feathers, that coat most of her forward body, are a sort of pale gold, richly colored and flashy. Her talons and claws are black, an odd contrast. Her large wings start the same as her body feathers, a light gold, then deepen to a rich rust at the ends. Her calm eyes are bright gold in color, kind yet the kind that bore into your soul and seem to see through you.
Personality: Kind, intelligent, strong and brave. Outgoing and honest, loyal and loving. Fierce when need be and protective of her friends.
Background: From the southern lands, where she was an outcast. She refused to believe in their ideas, and was exiled for her difference. Has traveled far since she was young, and met Dyrim before she turned 6.
Name: Dyrim
NN: Dyr
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Height: a little over 6' at the shoulder
Appearance: A dark charcoal gray throughout his pelt, his feathers nearly ebony. His huge wings fade to a light gray at the ends, almost white. His beak is obsidian, as are his claws and talons. His eyes are a startling milk white, as he has been blind all his life. His other senses are perfected, even a sort of sixth sense that allows him to sort of feel what others are thinking. Nothing to the point of a mind reader, he just seems very sensitive. His frame is huge, wide and well built.
Personality: Much like Kibeth, only more solemn and tends to be a bit depressing at times. When his mood is good, he is sweet and kind, joking and wise. When sad, his entire demeanor is melancholy and downcast. The world seems a bit less colorful and vibrant, the rain is like the tears of the wounded dark gryphon.
Background: Was driven out of his Western warrior clan by a brotherhood of elite fighters. As one with no eyesight, he was considered useless. Actually very skilled in the arts of war, the gryphon resents his Western clan, but sort of forgives them for not seeing beyond his blindness. He met Kibeth when he was about 8, and the two have been inseperable ever since.
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