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Part I – The Sentinel

Player: Patmos of Endtimes
Name: Ambrosia
Nicknames: Sia
Species: Sentinel of Noctua
Age: Young Adult
Hatch Date: October 28
Type: Ghost
Task: Watcher -> Gatherer
Personality: Ambrosia is known best for her stoic nature. She's grumpy most of the time, and reacts well to change or surprises, but doesn't really seem to have much to say about it. Not the most talkative of Sentinels, she's cool under pressure, diving into situation with no declaration of her intentions. However, just because she seems thoughtful doesn't mean she is wise. She's a risk-taker, determined to prove herself and often accused of lacking common sense.
In everyday life, she is subject to playful harassment. More outgoing folk and youngsters take it as a challenge to ruffle her feathers, and often times her serious attempts at 'fun' leave her uncomprehending to the resulting laughter. This does not mean she gives up, despite her feelings of frustration. Her hobby is what she terms 'fun-learning'; fledglings hardly mind when she offers a game of chase, and she can sometimes be found sitting above a strategy game curiously, trying to decipher moves. She attends every bard performance she can, and will flutter close to gossip circles, lurking for 'fun-information'.
Ambrosia's goal in life is to finally understand fun, games, laughter, and humor. She hopes that by doing so she will eventually attract a mate and raise a few chicks in a proper environment.

History: Years ago, two rather unique rangers found each other and became mated. Though the circumstances for their mysterious disdain of social interaction remains yet unknown to even Ambrosia herself, these two were as loving to each other as could be. Choosing a lonely and remote territory, they soon became the proud parents of a clutch of two. After some serious debate, they decided to wait on calling for Minders to see how well they did on their own.
For a short time after hatching, all seemed to be going well with the tiny family, but as the hatchlings grew, and demanded more attention, the two rangers came to think that maybe help wouldn't be such a bad idea. But their plan to find one never reached fruition. An unfortunate accident in the midst of a storm claimed one chick, leaving Ambrosia the sole hatchling.
Regretful of the loss of one child, the rangers threw themselves into the raising of their remaining chick. All was well for quite some time, and Ambrosia never minded the hiding from the rare Sentinel or the lack of peers. She loved her parents and thought that so long as she had them, she would be content. Sometimes they went off on their own for a little once she was old enough to go unmonitored, but they always returned to her, usually with a treat.
But one day they didn't. Ambrosia never found out what happened to them; it was a mystery and one she had to accept after a couple weeks. At a loss for what to do with herself, she continued on, hunting and watching over her territory, her parents' disappearance still fresh in her heart.
In Sentinel society though, her parents' Corporal noticed the lack of reports coming from that far-flung territory and sent someone to investigate. Thus Ambrosia was finally discovered, but by that point she was glad of it. It was lonely all on her own, even if it had been hardly more than a scant dozen notches in her tree. However awkward and lacking of education she was, her rescuers were determined to adjust her to proper society, and thus began Ambrosia's adventures.

Territory: As far west as she can get, and she prefers groves of birches. (Please help me place this correctly)
Mate: None yet
Companions: None yet
Certificate: None yet

This is a concept I’ve been joking about with Gift that turned into a character I might really like to RP someday. I’m not quite ready for a new charge yet, hence not creating him as an RP-only Sentinel (can’t anyway since he’s an Aberrant), but I’d like to know what you think. heart


Part I – The Sentinel

Player: Lumenne
Name: Lucanus
Nicknames: Any variation of his full name. Also, some “colorful metaphors” from those with a lesser sense of humor.
Species: Sentinel of Noctua
Age: Adult
Hatch Date: ???
Type: Aberrant (I’m hoping for mixed Shadow/Deep Woods or Shadow/Mist, but will love any type I can get!)
Task: Bard

Personality: Very sociable. Very, very sociable. He tends to like pretty much everyone, except for the extraordinarily rude or intolerant. The only problem with this trait is that sometimes it’s hard to tell his opinion of others because he’s the kind of bird that insults everyone he likes. A good rule of thumb is that if he starts being inexplicably nice to a fellow Sentinel, chances are that while he’s gushing love and peace, he’s actually mentally boiling that one in a vat of tar. His niceness also tends to be as patronizing as possible, so prideful Sentinels beware! The only real exception to his regular crude behavior is the young and impressionable, to whom he will go out of his way to be genuinely kind. Even the most sensitive of adults, however, are still fair prey to his type of humor.

History: The product of a mixed-type fling, Lucanus is no stranger to prejudice. As a fledgling, he dealt with a lot of personal attacks from his peers and adults alike, no matter how hard his mother tried to protect him. His mother, a successful bard, knew the value of laughing at one’s self, and she also knew the value of quick wit and a fast mouth. She taught Luca to defend himself with the roughest sort of humor, the sort that would often leave other fledglings bewildered in the aftermath of Luca’s scathing comebacks.

Despite his difficult upbringing, with his mother’s help and his own positive attitude, the Aberrant grew up to be a jovial adult. His abusive tongue carried over from his youth and has continued unchecked, but those who’ve befriended him know that it’s become a language of love… and an art form. He’s taken on his mother’s bardic legacy, hoping to make others laugh at themselves. Of course, that doesn’t mean he’s a saint. In fact, he’s not above making unfunny stabs at known bigots in the audience. He also enjoys singing disrespectful (and sometimes raunchy) songs that the younger crowd might be amused by, but would send the older sect into an outrage. All in all, it takes a very patient or a very (very) liberal Sentinel to get along with this one.

Territory: Luca has claimed three small trees in the southern part of the Deep Woods. In several places, these trees’ branches are so intertwined that they form shelters, which Lucanus uses for sleep, storage, and, on occasion, guests. This territory was won in a fight – stolen from a pompous Deep Woods male who booed him at one of his earliest performances.

Mate: N/A
Companions: No, because if he had any, they would be so annoying that no Sentinel could resist eating them.
Certificate: N/A



Hey Blue, thanks for the feedback! Hmm... I guess italicizing the word "nice" wasn't enough to indicate the irony. XD Actually, more than anything else, I picture Luca being rather patronizing when he pretends to be nice. I'll add a bit and make it clearer... done!



Oohh, nice idea Ann! Yes, it's his story that I'm in love with, and I am more than willing to tweak and/or wait for a breeding if needs be. biggrin His name comes from the genus for stag beetles. They have big, obnoxious mandibles, kinda like Luca's big, obnoxious beak. It came up while I was searching like mad for a nature name that I could shorten to "Luke." There was no reason that I could fathom for it, but I REALLY wanted a character named Luke. So once I finally found a name that worked, I wrote his RP form calling him Luca. Go figure.