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 Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 7:05 pm
Well, you know what they say about devils. Some people, though, look at those of us who live by the pale, pale moon as the devil. Or devils, I should say. It is true, though, devils walk among us, but which of us are the demonic and which bare a more angelic visage?
Take a step into this pale moon light.
"Give me darkness, give me light
Dance with fury, wild abandon
Circle spinning round and round
Fire burning, circle turning
ever faster round and round" Events:
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 8:20 pm
 Name: Devi
Age: 24
Personality: Devi is a bit of a loner, holding secrets close to her. She would like to be around people, but they might react poorly to her closest companion, Sutien. She defensive and has a knack for picking fights with creatures bigger, stronger, and all around better than herself. Once she befriends someone, there is very little she won't do for them.
History Devi was an average girl, raised by parents terrified of the dark, of the gargoyles. Before she was five, she'd heard every horror story her parents could come up with about these monsters. And she wasn't afraid. How could she, since they were just tales, right? As she grew up, she still wasn't afraid, even after she knew they were real.
When she was a little younger than she was now, maybe twenty, she grew tired of tales. Her friends, her employers really, wanted something from the gargoyles. Some gem or something. It was the ultimate challenge for an up and coming thief. She accepted the job.
The mountains were a sobering sight, though, when she approached them. But it was the middle of the day. All the gargoyles had to be stone. Right? They wouldn't even know she'd been there. Right?
Devi paused in the middle of the forest, staring up at the mountains. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea. All those stories her parents had told her. All the ones about the gargoyles ability to smell, to track. How could she get inside without leaving a scent for them to follow?
The lake.
It was night before she got that far, so she stopped, camping rather than continuing on. She wasn't suicidal, just stupid. The lake was black at night. She'd never paid that much attention to things like that. Now, with her life hanging in the balance, it seemed so much more important. If she didn't deliver the gem, they'd hunt her down and kill her. And crossing into gargoyle territory was probably going to have the same effect. Maybe she did have a death wish after all.
She destroyed the traces of her camp in the morning, diving into the lake. Swimming the rest of the way was going to be a pain, but she'd made a raft of sorts to hold her when she got tired. It took her three more days to get to the waterfall.
Then she got into the rookery.
One step behind the waterfall showed her how much trouble she was really going to be in. They goyles were going to kill her. No doubt about it. There were a lot of them, stone by day, in the cavern. And the eggs. EGGS. She was going to die.
Well. At least it was going to be interesting.
It didn't take her long to find the trinket that her client wanted. But she still had to get out through the rookery.
There was an egg, though, that caught her eye. It was half under the waterfall, like it had been pushed out. Devi stared at it for a while. Then did something even more stupid. She picked up the stone egg and ran with it. Or, rather, swam with it.
It hatched a few days later, when she was almost back, giving her Sutien.
And there was nothing that Devi wouldn't do to keep her safe.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 8:21 pm
 Name: Sutien. Tien for short.
Age: Pup
Personality: Sutien is happy-go-lucky. She will run up to anyone to play or get petted. She loved being around others, whether they like it or not. She is loyal, though. Fiercely to her human. If anyone tried to harm her human, Sutien can show how much of beast she really is. Other wise, she's a pushover.
History:Sutien was born on a moonless night. Like others of her kind, she hatched, falling into the world and looking around with bright blank eyes. The first thing she saw was a soft-skinned girl, looking more afraid by the moment. Sutien waddled over to her, making soft cooing noises.
The soft-skinned girl picked her up, though, repeating the cooing sounds Sutien herself had made. She'd said something else too. "Hell. What am I going to do now?
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<3 Sutien uses Desmond's tail for a toy
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 8:22 pm
 Name: Faileas. Fai for short. It is Scottish Gaelic for 'Shadow'
Age: Adult
Personality: Fai is generally good with people. With any information about the person he is talking to, even something as simple as the way they stand, he can ferret out some of their traits. One of the first thing he always does when meeting a new person is to try and make them angry. He doesn't really have a specific reason for it. Not one that he gives anyway. Fai likes to see at what point his new potential friend will give into that anger. Of course, it never seems to work out the way that he wants it too, often coming off as a bully or a jerk in the first meeting with others. He's not, really.
Faileas uses the information that he gathers from them in fun and creative new ways. Once Fai makes a friend, he keeps him or her close, tries to protect them. Understand them is the first step toward that. And he has reasons for not telling potential friends what he is doing.
Once you get past the personality probing, Fai is easy to get along with. Mostly. If you are a gargoyle. Fai tries to be a gentlemen and has a deep sense of right and wrong. If you were doing something he felt as wrong, really and truly, he would step up and make you see that it was. And if you didn't want to listen, he would try to make you. In violent and creative ways, sometimes.
Faileas also has a problem with his anger. It is one of the reasons he tries to understand that emotion in others first. It makes the most sense to him. He tries to keep his temper in check, employing various methods. His favorite is flying, high and fast and away from everyone for a while.
Fai is a great flyer and is really light on his feet. He doesn't have the strength to back up his anger, but he has the speed and the skill.
And he doesn't like humans. The fastest way to send him into a temper would to have one present. Talking about them doesn't evoke the same reaction, but he doesn't say nice things about them.
Clan: Dachaidh
Vice: Wrath
Virtue: Justice
Curse: Strength
Gift: Dexterity
History: There was a time, when Fai was younger, that he gave into his emotions, completely. He was a walking, breathing, manifestation of wrath. And it was fun.
That is, it was until he met her.
Of course, that's how it's supposed to work, right? You have a man lost to anger and you have a girl whose not, who draws him out of his shell, turns him into a better person and they live happily ever after.
Pity it didn't work that way.
Fai stumbled into this femme as a teen reeking havoc on one of the local farmer's sheep. He'd show up, they'd run. Then he'd run so he wouldn't get in too much trouble. Not that being in trouble would stop him from doing anything, really.
He'd just scared a large herd of the animals and she was there, sitting on a branch above him, laughing.
So shocked that there was anyone there, and compounded by the fact she was laughing, Fai flew into a tree. And her laughter redoubled.
"Shut up, already? What are you, a crow?" Faileas picked himself up off the ground, wrapping his wings around his chest.
"That was funny. Do it again." She tilted her head to the side, studying him. He couldn't tell anything about her, a heavy cloak covering her from head to tow. Her wings were white, though. Mostly. Maybe. It was dark, how the hell could he tell?
"How about no?" Fai picked up a random stick and threw it at the girl. "Get out of here."
"How about no?" She caught the stick and crushed it in her hand. "You are far to amusing to leave."
"Amusing? I'll show--" He launched himself into the air, his favorite place to be, and headed straight for her. He'd tear her out of the tree and show her how amusing he was.
She grabbed him by his wrist and slammed him into the tree. Stars sparkled in his sight. The girl could hit hard, then. "Son of a --"
"Ah ah. Mind your manners." She pushed him lightly, letting him go. He fell to the ground, stunned.
"Who the hell are you?" He slurred.
"Someone older, wiser, and better than you." She laughed. "I'm here with a warning. Continue the way you are, you are going to end up dead."
The stars in his eyes faded and she was gone. "What the hell?" Faileas picked himself up off the ground again, glaring at the tree where she had been. "That... didn't just happened."
A few weeks later, Fai was standing in that spot, wings folded over his chest again. There wasn't a soul around, as far as he could tell. What had the girl meant. He wasn't going to die. The sheep couldn't possibly hurt him and he was already gone by the time the humans figured out what was going on. It didn't make sense.
And a scream broke the silence. Wasn't there always a scream? Faileas climbed up the nearest tree, launching himself into the air. About a mile, as the crow flies, there was a clearing. A child was screaming in that clearing. A gargoyle child. Surrounded by humans. These humans didn't have the same manner as the locals. They were dirty, ragged. Bandits. With a child.
His eyes lit up as he dove, screaming his anger to the humans. There was a commotion below him and then a net. And he was flying right into it. The net snapped his wings to him and he hit the ground. Hard.
They were speaking, but he couldn't make out the words. He turned his head, straining against the ropes. He had to check on the child.
It wasn't there! A human girl walked over to him and made that sound. It'd been a trick. Son of a --
He roared again, trashing in the net. He hooked a claw and shredded it. Those damned humans. There was a red tinge in his eyes, he could barely see.
They'd die for trying to capture him.
And arrow thudded into his shoulder. The humans had retreated to the tree line, their bows drawn and ready.
He couldn't continue like he was.
Fai made a dash for the closest tree, away from the humans. Arrows landed in the dirt next to him, behind him. The tree's bark broke beneath his claws as he launched himself up it. There were too many to fight. He knew it. Rage burned in him.
Faileas through himself to the next tree, then the next. And the next. Deep into the woods until the shadows were as dark as he was.
The humans didn't follow. But they didn't have to. He climbed up to the top of one of the trees, flinging himself into air. He let the currents take him up until he was just a shadow among many.
What to do, what to do.
Human deaths would bring more humans, with a hunger for his blood. The damned sheep would follow him anywhere.
Sheep.
A small smile spread over his lips as he dove.
When the sun rose, Faileas was back safe in the caves, smiling as he took his pose for the sun.
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