Sahara

fanghur · January 1st, 2010, 5:08 am

Name: - Sahara

Age:- A little over a year, will age through RPs

Gender: - Female

Skills: Though it isn't fully developed, Sahara can control the winds and sands/dirt to create sandstorms. At times she she creates small storms without even knowing, usually when she's scared or annoyed. When she becomes purely enraged, which is extremely unlikely due to the fact that she never gets mad, the storms will be much bigger and much stronger. Ironically whenever she wishes to create a storm on purpose, it proves difficult. She has to truly concentrate on both the sand and wind. She can also control each element separately creating large gusts of winds or slightly moving the earth, but she's never done it before.
Race: - Roc

Hair: - None

Eyes: - Cerulean

Home Village: - Hadarac

Parents: - Unknown

Siblings: - Unknown

Character Personality: Being generally optimistic Sahara is very easy to get along with. She loves meeting new people and making more friends. She isn't exactly the smartest either, but that could be due to her age, and being unexposed to the outside world. But she does have those moments when she acts wiser than her age. Despite being raised to fight she's pretty pacifistic, mainly scaring away the rabid animals that tried to attack the tribe and only killing when hunting for food unlike the rest of her kind. She has a strong affection for humans, since those are the creatures she grew up with. She hates to she anyone in pain whether it be emotional or physical. Sahara also loves music! While growing up with the tribe, they often played music in which everyone would dance to, and she would whistle along with the beats. She also can be very hyper, much like any human child. Going into people's business, constantly asking random questions, and being a bit ADD. She's pretty go with the flow, usually doing what someone will ask her to do, as long as she approves of it. She's actually pretty easy to manipulate, since she's very trusting. While she does know how to pull her fair share of work, Sahara loves to just chill, and play with friends. One odd thing about her is that she never really gets mad, sure she gets annoyed now and then, but not pure anger. She's pretty adaptable when it comes to weather, since she's endured the blazing heat of the summer desert days as well as the cold winter desert nights.

Character History: Laying in the middle of the sandy dines of the Hadarac, was a lone Roc egg. With no nest or parents anywhere to be seen, it seemed as though the sands themselves laid the egg. Nothing disturbed the egg for who knows how long it sat there, that was until a man came by.
Walking through the desert was a dark skinned man, with tribal tattoos covering his arms who went by the name of Atlas. With him was a hunting bag filled with a freshly killed desert hare, a longbow, and a quiver filled with ten arrows. Atlas was in search for an Oryx or something of the sorts so he could feed his family. After finding nothing for what seemed like the longest time, Atlas finally encountered the antelope. He readied his bow for the kill and just as he shot, it ran away. Atlas sighed as he got up to retrieve his arrow. As he bent over to pick up his weapon out of the corner of his eye Atlas saw something, he didn't expect. An egg. A large sandy colored egg, with cerulean colored strips covering it. It was certainly a marvel, he had never seen anything like it. Atlas looked around, searching for any signs of the eggs parents. To his surprise, there wasn't any evidence of a nest or the eggs parents. he examined the egg closer and confirmed that alive. There was no doubt in his mind that the egg was that of a Roc's, so he started to think, over the past months his tribe was attacked by raiders. "If I hatch this Roc, then I could train to defend the tribe!" Atlas exclaimed. He picked up the egg and placed it in his bag and ran back to his tribe. He ran straight to the leader and explained his plan about the egg, and the leader agreed with his plan.
One day while Atlas was skinning his soon to be meal, he heard a tapping noise. At first he thought he was just hearing things. But then it got loader and loader and eventually it turned into a cracking sound. Once he realized he wasn't going crazy and that it was the Roc egg, that he had so longed to hatch, finally hatch he dropped the carcass and the knife and ran to the egg. A small hole had already been created by the beak, a few more strikes at the shell and the bird would be out! After about a minute, the shell finally broke and the Roc hatchling emerged. It was covered in light brown down feathers. The bird started at him with it's large cerulean eyes. It opened it's beak wide and started to chirp, indicating to him that it wanted food. Atlas rolled his eyes at the Roc and retrieved some food he had already prepared.
Atlas named the Roc Sahara, which in his language meant desert. And after a year she had grown rather quickly, already being fifteen times larger than an eagle. She not only defended the tribe, but also retrieved most of the food usually accompanied with another hunter. Though Sahara never defended the tribe against the Raiders she had protected everyone against other creatures. But one day, the raiders showed up. There were more than one hundred, and wolves accompanied them. While most of the raiders attacked the tribe, one group consisting of ten humans and three wolves surrounded Sahara. The humans ordered to attacked Sahara's legs, in which the wolves pounced on her at started to gnaw at her legs. Sahara screeched at the fangs pierced her flesh. She flapped her wings trying to get the wolves off. But the humans managed to subdue her, and tie her up. They stole the tribes horses and literally dragged Sahara along, knocking her uncontentious.
When Sahara awoke she saw the raiders sitting around a fire alongside their wolves, speaking of how they were going to kill and eat her. Sahara cringed in fear, she felt a large gust of wind blow bast and heard a bunch screaming/howling. She opened her eyes and saw that the raiders were gone and the fire was covered with sand. She was confused as to what happened to everyone, but she took the opportunity to break the ropes that tied her, and fly away. Once in the air, Sahara realized how far away she was. She didn't know that way back to the tribe's village, so she flew east, towards the rising sun.

Weapons: Beak, talons, and her powers.

Likes: - Music, humans, fun, sleeping

Dislikes: - EVIL! >:[

Animal Companions: - None

Character's Physical Description: Being twenty-six feet tall with a sixty-six foot long wingspan, Sahara is quiet large for her age. Her talons are a foot and half long and her beak is two feet long and hook, for tearing flesh. Her feather range from sandy brown to dark brown. Most of lighter colors are on her head, chest, and legs. While the darker colors are on her tail, and wing tips. On her wings, neck, and back are slightly dark shades of brown mixed in with the lighter shades. Her eyes are a beautiful shade of cerulean blue, which stand out against her brown feathers. The only thing that shows she isn't wild id the bracelet on her right leg. On the bracelet are tribal beads, but only two differ from the rest. On one, is the symbol of Ra; god of the winds. And on the other is Set; the god of the sands.

Dreams for the Future: - I can't think of anything .... To meet new people?

Reason for Dreams: - Cause... she doesn't know that many?

Alignment/side: - >:3 good

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