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 Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 9:36 pm
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Greetings, my name is Ammar
I am a male
I am a centaur.
I'm currently with no one.
I am considered changed from my youthful days. No longer am I short-tempered or overly-protective of our forest from intruders. We have come to peace with the presence of witches and wizards, as long as they do not disturb us. I still have moments of pride, but not near as often or extreme as before. I have matured, as my elders have told me.
My background story is when I was born under the stars, as any centaur usually is. I was raised by the group of centaurs found in the Forbidden Forest. They taught me everything a centaur should know: hunting, archery, divination, healing, and astronomy. I became one of the hunters of our group due to my strength, but I still practice my other skills. Even as I lie on my bed of leaves every night, I look up at the sky and read the fate of the wizard's world.
My father was the leader of my people's tribe. He recently has passed away into the earth of the forest and left me in charge. I hope to live up to his expectations and be as great of a leader as he.
I enjoy the night time, hunting, archery, mapping out the stars, predicting the future, following any creatures in the forest, and apples
I despise wizards and witches intruding without permission or gifts, being restricted by the Ministry, unknown beasts of the Forbidden Forest, strangeness in the stars, and any inability to see the future.
I'm afraid of centaurs of my herd being hurt or worse.
My strengths are my physicality and literal strength.
My flaws are talking to wizardfolk and keeping a clear head.
I look like this
There's something else I need to tell you... from being surrounded by the forest, I have learned to listen to its cries and whispers. I can feel it.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 6:13 pm
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