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Description
I love how the brown here came out! *Squees* Anyways, this is Bob A simple but not so simple griffon! Included here is his full bio, just for kicks

BIRTH

Name: Bob Nicholas Trevaine
Nicknames: Bob
Family: Wife: Seraphim (Sera) DECEASED
Daughter: Unknown (by met yet > > DECEASED

DESCRIPTION
Species: Gryphon
Age: 78
Eyes: Avian golden eyes, humanity is not shown at all, feral looking
Hair: Well, he does have brown feathers, does that count. He has the brown forequarters, and the tawny color of a ion back legs.
Height: 7'3" At the Shoulder
Build: LARGE. Hes a gryphon, male at that, so hes built large and compact, muscular
Accessories: Hmmmm... occasionally hes seen with accessories but not always. Those would be:
1) Fishing Pole: You can find this attached to his lionlike tail.
2) A single thing of straw caught in between his beak.
Clothing: Again, hes a gryphon so not always is he seen with clothing. But oddly enough, sometimes he is. Times like that he usually had on blue jean overalls and a red plaid shirt.

PERSONAL

Likes: Fishing, outdoors, wilderness, quiet time (though not so much now), Hunting

Dislikes: Being unable to cry or speak, loosing those he loves, things that get stuck in his talons, smart ass squirells.

Personality: Bob is an extremely easty going, laid back, and normally quite responsible sort. He cares deeply for others and their feelings, usually negelecting his own quite severely.

Quotes: "Id rather be fishing but I dont mind helping you out a bit..."
"I try not to focus on the past like the others forest do... but try as hard as I might, despite this form, Im still very human..."

ABILITIES

Powers:
1) Animal Communications: Being in an animal form himself, Bob can chat quite clearly with the other animals in the wild. However, this means he cant speak with humans, who dont understand the speech usually.

Strengths:
High Offense
High Defense

Weaknesses:
Low Speed
Low Reaction Time
Attacks Fall Into a Pattern

HISTORY

Bob started his life as quite the normal human. A businessman of sorts, he was a very sucessful accountant with two kids and a loving wife, all of whom he cared for deeply. He worked hard to bring in extra money to keep them happy, and any free time he had was devoted to his kids. And for all accounts he had achieved the amaerican dream... there was just one small problem. He hated his job... he hated being confined. He had no time for himself, and it was starting to strain him.

And so, his wife and kids and work agreed he NEEDED a vacation away. Going into the woods, he partook in an old college activity and something he had yearned to do for a loooong time. Hunting, camping, the usual. However, in setting up his campsite he came across a strange scene. In this remote area a conflict was going on. At one side stood a very old man, who looked the part of every fantasy wizard down to crooked hat and all. On the other was a gryphon... a real life gryphon! Bob was struck by its majestic look... but wait. The wizard was rasing his hands against the gryphon... Bob realized with a start the wizard was planning to klill the gryphon!

Bob coudlnt let such a thing happen, and as the gryphon charged and the spell cascaded from the wizard's hands Bob jumped in the middle recieving the powerful spell instead. With a silent scream he was torn apart inside, and thudded to the ground. He was barely alive however, and thr gyrphon that stood on one side suddenly stopped. Both gryphon and wizard looked down upon Bob in horror.

"Why did you stop me?" the wizard asked. "This young animal is insane... hes lost his mind. It would have been a mercy..."

The gryphon looked to Bob a moment, eyes focused and clear. He and the wizard struck a deal, and when Bob awoke he found it was in the gryphon's body. The wizard explained how their souls were traded, the gryphon's thanks to him. But Bob was left unable to cry, unable to scream... unable to do anything human despite being human. Even as he watched his old body being buried by his family, he coudlnt cry. It tore him apart. He wished to comfort his family, say he was okay... but all he could do was scream like a bird, roar like a lion. He coudlnt speak. They woudlnt understand... and so he did the best thing he could.

He left them, to live in the forest alone. He now had the things he had always wnated despite it all... but at what cost?

Eventually, he met another gryphon. Her name was Sera, and she was human like Bob. She had been a nurse, and for helping a patient commit suicide she herself was sent to Hell. Wraith helped her leave, and she was returned in a new form. The two lived togetehr for some time and had a small girl. Shortly after the child was born however and Bob was returning from a hunting trip, a hunting group spotted him. The bullets flied and Bob braced himnself for what he knew would be the end... only instead the feathers of his beloved flew. She had left tehir child's side to take the bullets.

"I knew this day would come..." she said. "Wraith told me to protect you... that you were meant for greater things... I just now remembered... Im sorry..." She died then and there and the hunters raised tehir guns to collect him as well. However, enraged, Bob chased them away.

The years passed and the daughter grew up to be resentful of her father and mother. Her mother for leaving her, for dying, her father for being the cause of it. A hateful, spiteful child despite her beauty, again fate intervened. The details are unknown...but what is known is that Bob's child died to save his life. In the end, she understood why her motehr did what she did, and forgave both of her parents saying but "Youre meant for soemthing greater daddy..."

Alone once more Bob is left wondering what that higher purpose really is at all...

Description
I love how the brown here came out! *Squees* Anyways, this is Bob A simple but not so simple griffon! Included here is his full bio, just for kicks

BIRTH

Name: Bob Nicholas Trevaine
Nicknames: Bob
Family: Wife: Seraphim (Sera) DECEASED
Daughter: Unknown (by met yet > > DECEASED

DESCRIPTION
Species: Gryphon
Age: 78
Eyes: Avian golden eyes, humanity is not shown at all, feral looking
Hair: Well, he does have brown feathers, does that count. He has the brown forequarters, and the tawny color of a ion back legs.
Height: 7'3" At the Shoulder
Build: LARGE. Hes a gryphon, male at that, so hes built large and compact, muscular
Accessories: Hmmmm... occasionally hes seen with accessories but not always. Those would be:
1) Fishing Pole: You can find this attached to his lionlike tail.
2) A single thing of straw caught in between his beak.
Clothing: Again, hes a gryphon so not always is he seen with clothing. But oddly enough, sometimes he is. Times like that he usually had on blue jean overalls and a red plaid shirt.

PERSONAL

Likes: Fishing, outdoors, wilderness, quiet time (though not so much now), Hunting

Dislikes: Being unable to cry or speak, loosing those he loves, things that get stuck in his talons, smart ass squirells.

Personality: Bob is an extremely easty going, laid back, and normally quite responsible sort. He cares deeply for others and their feelings, usually negelecting his own quite severely.

Quotes: "Id rather be fishing but I dont mind helping you out a bit..."
"I try not to focus on the past like the others forest do... but try as hard as I might, despite this form, Im still very human..."

ABILITIES

Powers:
1) Animal Communications: Being in an animal form himself, Bob can chat quite clearly with the other animals in the wild. However, this means he cant speak with humans, who dont understand the speech usually.

Strengths:
High Offense
High Defense

Weaknesses:
Low Speed
Low Reaction Time
Attacks Fall Into a Pattern

HISTORY

Bob started his life as quite the normal human. A businessman of sorts, he was a very sucessful accountant with two kids and a loving wife, all of whom he cared for deeply. He worked hard to bring in extra money to keep them happy, and any free time he had was devoted to his kids. And for all accounts he had achieved the amaerican dream... there was just one small problem. He hated his job... he hated being confined. He had no time for himself, and it was starting to strain him.

And so, his wife and kids and work agreed he NEEDED a vacation away. Going into the woods, he partook in an old college activity and something he had yearned to do for a loooong time. Hunting, camping, the usual. However, in setting up his campsite he came across a strange scene. In this remote area a conflict was going on. At one side stood a very old man, who looked the part of every fantasy wizard down to crooked hat and all. On the other was a gryphon... a real life gryphon! Bob was struck by its majestic look... but wait. The wizard was rasing his hands against the gryphon... Bob realized with a start the wizard was planning to klill the gryphon!

Bob coudlnt let such a thing happen, and as the gryphon charged and the spell cascaded from the wizard's hands Bob jumped in the middle recieving the powerful spell instead. With a silent scream he was torn apart inside, and thudded to the ground. He was barely alive however, and thr gyrphon that stood on one side suddenly stopped. Both gryphon and wizard looked down upon Bob in horror.

"Why did you stop me?" the wizard asked. "This young animal is insane... hes lost his mind. It would have been a mercy..."

The gryphon looked to Bob a moment, eyes focused and clear. He and the wizard struck a deal, and when Bob awoke he found it was in the gryphon's body. The wizard explained how their souls were traded, the gryphon's thanks to him. But Bob was left unable to cry, unable to scream... unable to do anything human despite being human. Even as he watched his old body being buried by his family, he coudlnt cry. It tore him apart. He wished to comfort his family, say he was okay... but all he could do was scream like a bird, roar like a lion. He coudlnt speak. They woudlnt understand... and so he did the best thing he could.

He left them, to live in the forest alone. He now had the things he had always wnated despite it all... but at what cost?

Eventually, he met another gryphon. Her name was Sera, and she was human like Bob. She had been a nurse, and for helping a patient commit suicide she herself was sent to Hell. Wraith helped her leave, and she was returned in a new form. The two lived togetehr for some time and had a small girl. Shortly after the child was born however and Bob was returning from a hunting trip, a hunting group spotted him. The bullets flied and Bob braced himnself for what he knew would be the end... only instead the feathers of his beloved flew. She had left tehir child's side to take the bullets.

"I knew this day would come..." she said. "Wraith told me to protect you... that you were meant for greater things... I just now remembered... Im sorry..." She died then and there and the hunters raised tehir guns to collect him as well. However, enraged, Bob chased them away.

The years passed and the daughter grew up to be resentful of her father and mother. Her mother for leaving her, for dying, her father for being the cause of it. A hateful, spiteful child despite her beauty, again fate intervened. The details are unknown...but what is known is that Bob's child died to save his life. In the end, she understood why her motehr did what she did, and forgave both of her parents saying but "Youre meant for soemthing greater daddy..."

Alone once more Bob is left wondering what that higher purpose really is at all...