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  • Percival Öz Fairchild

    age

    1

    gender

    Male

    birth

    Winter

    size

    Large

    eye color

    Green

    first color

    Black

    second color

    Gray

    third color

    Blue

    fourth color

    White

    alignment

    Lawful Good

    constellation

    skills

  • TOKENS

    blessings

    IC Achievements

  • Kenny

    status

    Offline

    birth

    Hidden (20 years old)

    time

    02-20-2019 at 12:01 AM

    registration

    09-13-2018

    characters

    threads

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    posts

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Appearance

details

Height 35"

Weight 150 lbs

Scarring None

Condition Healthy

Percy, like the rest of his family, has been kissed by the stars. His dark coat creates a dramatic gradient from his white tipped toes up to his midnight black shoulder blades that are flecked with stars. Each fleck has a blue circumference and grows whiter towards the middle. He is dappled thickly on the nape of his neck, fanning out and falling down his back and forelimbs.

Song: Lost Stars

Personality

Religious | Simple | Friendly | Reserved | Lost

Family

The Father’s face is stern and strong, He sits and judges right from wrong. He weighs our lives, the short and long, And loves the little children.

The Mother gives the gift of life, And watches over every child. Her gentle smile ends all strife, And loves her little children.

The Twins stand before the foe, Protecting us where e’er we go. With tooth and claw and cunning eyes, they guard the little children.

The Crone is very wise and old, And sees our fates as they unfold. She lifts her lamp of shining gold, To lead the little children.

The Eldritch labors day and night, To put the world of wolves to right. With open limbs and fire bright, He builds for little children.

The Maiden dances through the sky, She lives in every lover’s sigh. Her smile teaches birds to fly, And gives dreams to little children.

The Shadow wakes as sunlight falls, to whisper of a distant call. He guides us when we’ve fallen low, And brings peace to little children.

The Seven Gods who made us all, Are listening if we should call. So close your eyes, you shall not fail, They see you little children.

History

Fall Year One

•Woke up in the Red Wood, not knowing who he was or where he was. Two wolves lay next to him, un moving.

•Upon investigation he noticed there was black secretions running from their noses and mouths.

•Met Galiene, the Mother of the Fairfolk. Was told he was one of them.

•Was summoned on the Moon of the Father. Competed in the long race.

Winter Year One

•Under the Mother slowly learned the teachings of his family once again.

•Met Oberon in Maidens Tears.

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