~ Basic Info ~
Charrie’s Name: SunHart (As in the deer)
Soul Name: Hier
Gender: Male
Preserver Name: Darkskin Rainy HighThing
Height: 4’ 5”
Age: 176
~ Appearance ~
Eyes: Light green, very wolfish
Hair: Little past shoulder length, black with white streaks
Complexion: Darkly tanned from years in the sun
Build: Thin and gaunt but strong
Face: Gaunt with prominent cheek bones
Marks/Scars/Tattoos: A long scar on hi right forearm from a hunting accident
~ Personal ~
Weapons: Bamboo Sword
Lodge Clothes: A buckskin loincloth.
Surface Clothes:
Summer- Green pants and a green tattered shirt
Winter- Green pants with fur trim on the bottom and a black shirt with fur trim on the cuffs.
Color Scheme: Green and black
Personal Jewelry: A ‘magical wand’ given to him by a group of trading trolls. Made completely of crystal with ruby, sapphire, and emerald insets and he wears it on his belt. Considers it good luck and refuses to let others touch it.
~ Personality ~
Fears: Complete Darkness (no light) and insanity
Dislikes: Interruptions while he’s thinking
Likes: food and long periods of silence
Weakness: Can’t see very well in the dark without at least a little light. His wolf must be his eyes. (See bio)
Wants: To fit in.
Outlook on Life: The end justifies the means.
Sees Self As: A strong independent elf
Quirks: Will sit in treetops soaking up the sun when not busy
Magical abilities: Weather control
Skills: Tracking
Personality: SunHart often times won’t speak up until it’s too late because he insists on having time to think things through. Usually though, his first decision is right and if you demand an answer from him right away he’ll give it to you. He is a great hunter but also a terrible fisher, which is why he is gaunt (see history). He usually gets along fairly well with trolls who gave him his crystal wand. It is supposedly a symbol recognized by all trolls, but that has yet to be seen.
History: As a cub, SunHart led a fairly easy and tranquil life. He was part of a trading party that went to the trolls caverns and exchanged goods. Food was always plentiful and it was never cold. The trolls revered him so much that they made a gift of a crystal wand with other precious stone insets which he always keeps with him.
Suddenly his life changed before his very eyes when the holt chief, his father, died in a hunting accident. The holt shattered and members of the once loving family fought for the reins. One killed his only brother but was immediately challenged and so began an endless cycle of bloodshed which continued until there were so few left in the holt that it would have been suicide to stay with such power hungry fools when he was the one with the old chief’s blood in him. He set his eyes on the desert then, and traveled to the sun-village that BlackHarp lived in. When his fried grew weary of the life there and left, he remained behind, only to feel like an outsider, and so finally followed BlackHarp to Starsinger’s holt.
~ Family ~
Father: SharpPike (dead)
Mother: RunningWater (disappeared)
Siblings: Shore (Deceased)
Soul Siblings: None
Lovemates: Open
LifeMates: None yet
Recognized: None yet
Cublings: None
Other (uncles, cousins…): None
~ Part in Tribe ~
Position: Weather shaper
Race: Cat-rider
Holt: StarSinger
~ Bond Animal ~
Name: Charming
Race: Lion
Appearance: A dark skinned lion with a dark brown mane
Gender: Male
Personality: Kind and curious
