Status: Pocky Boy
Name: Rie Arkonsel
Gender: Male
Age: Freshly transformed! Looks about 9?
Skin Color: Golden brown, perpetually tanned.
Hair Color: Black.
Hair Style: Up in a high ponytail with a few loose strands held away from his face by a golden circlet.
Eye Color: Bright green.
Build: A little more lithe than you'd expect for a kid his age; lightly muscled, like he's trained for dancing or fencing, not something that needs a lot of muscle.
Distinguishing Marks: Golden antler-style horns spring up from his forehead and on his back, he has two tiny little green-black wings with even tinier golden spikes. He also has wee little fangs.
Personality: Despite coming from a stick of pocky, Rie is quite convinced that he is some sort of princeling. He has wings, after all! And fangs. And horns! That makes him
special so you have to do as he says. Or he will pout at you! He's quite willing to claim that he's actually a prince who was turned into a pocky stick by some horrible magical accident and will be very annoyed with you if you laugh at him for saying that. What sort of evil person would laugh at a poor princeling, after all?
His Guardian, Cyril, is really rather at a loss for what to do with Rie. Rie is stubborn, creative and not very willing to accept any form of authority. On top of that, people who hurt Cyril or try to mock him usually end up being threatened by Rie. You don't know shame until you have a tiny little winged boy gnawing on you with kitten-sized fangs. Rie is very protective of Cyril, thinking that Cy is just too helpless to leave alone. He isn't quite sure where Cyril fits into his fantasy of the world but has decided that Cyril is most likely his etiquette master since Cyril spends a lot of time telling Rie, "You can't do that!/Don't do that!/Rie, that's not polite".
Although Rie can't fly with his wings yet, he beats them when he's agitated and needs to have specially-made clothing so that they don't get squashed under his jackets. He likes old-fashioned warrior-garb, preferring it to more casual, modern attire like jeans and t-shirts. Mass-manufactured clothing is not good enough for a prince! He also wears wristlets to protect his inner arms, with daggers sheathed in them, and has no compunctions about using the sharp blades. Cyril confiscates them quite often, only to have Rie try to replace them with blades from the kitchen, sharpened pencils or anything he thinks will do until he can find his actual daggers again.