Name
Eliah (E-lie-ah), "Eli" (Ee-lee), The Vulture, Beard Master,
Race
Hippogriff
Age
Body appears to be a Prime Adult
Immortal
Came into existence in June 2014
Gender
Male
Alignment
True Neutral
Appearance
References: later
Size: Slightly short of 15
Set: Beluga Pelt • Zombie Antlers • Skull Mask/Maskless
description soon
Inventory
• Plain Bone Beads; given by Balthanos. Worn. [24/06/2015]
• Two white feathers. Collected. [15/08/2015]
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Bone-Cracker (nsfw, tw; gore)
Other
• Non-confrontational.
• Roams between high places.
• Productive; Acts, does not wallow.
• Keen sense of smell. Incredible eyesight.
• Feels a natural kinship towards avian characters.
• Envious of those who possess the ability of flight.
• Drawn to fights, predatory, weak, and aggressive characters.
• Bird like head movements. Powerful neck muscles to accommodate this.
• Clean freak. Officially has no scent, faint floral spice aroma from environment.
• Slowed down by his size and weight. Incapable of agile movement; any play is likely to exclude excessive running as it drains his energy faster.
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PhysicalOkay. / MentalGuarded.
Updates
[15/03/2017]
"..."
(All art is officially outdated. Takes the form of the Bonesplitter at all times.)
Just hanging out.
Liar • Passive • Realist • Lacks Empathy • Secretive • Manipulative • Cynical • Intelligent • Over-analyzing • Avian Mannerisms • Endlessly Patient • Tolerant • Seems Friendly • Calm • Private
Very bird of prey like behaviors. Has a straight-forward and realistic view of life. Cynical, and believes that much like himself, everyone who tries to befriend him is out to exploit him. Doesn't necessarily dislike them for that though; he will pretend to care, accommodate, because perhaps their "friendship" will be of use to him. In the end however, everyone is viewed as eventual food.
Prioritizes himself over others and may use others for his own gain. Friendships must benefit him. Truly indifferent about the lives of others. Drawn to predators and sickly individuals. Capable of feigning sympathy. He's incredibly difficult to form a real bond with. Avoids conflict if he can help it.
Scavenger of bodies and collector of bones. Isn't very moral on who he'll eat, but aware of the morals of others and so practices extreme caution; excessively grooms himself.
Endlessly patient, especially when it comes to the dead or dying, but not above killing someone who's close to death as long as he knows he can get away with it.
Prefers to keep these habits secretive so that he can maintain an inconspicuous reputation. Manipulative, intelligent, and very careful about the impression he gives others.
Very discrete about his stalking. Sits facing the opposite way to reduce suspicion, keeps his distance.
Wanders excessively between high locations. Has very keen eyesight, capable of seeing things great distances away. Dislikes the rain as it obstructs his vision and makes it difficult to pick up on scents. He doesn't really hunt, but is always searching for something to scavenge.
Leads a very passive and private lifestyle, and despite everything, he's not a malicious being. Familial
Rakil
Mate, partner, love. Highly co-operative relationship mutually beneficial for the both of them. Quickly blossomed into infatuation, and later a shared romance. Entirely committed and loyal to her with an undying love and passion.
Bohdiciea
Daughter. Strong paternal love and commitment. Started as a fascination due to the way so many would "coincidentally" hurt themselves in their presence when she was a flower-egg. Pheromone rich scent triggered parental instincts in The Vulture, so quickly formed a sense of paternity towards.
Although he teaches her how to live the way he does, will not restrict, and even encourages her to explore her own identity, allowing the child to befriend whoever she wishes. Will instantly drop his passive façade to ensure her safety, however.
Significant
Vulkan
Curiosity. The Vulture over thinks the buck's intentions, and so continuously tries to learn about him in hopes of coming to an understanding. Their meetings tend to be rather tense as they try to manipulate each other.
Cymbeline & Balthanos
Feels a sort of kinship towards the predatory birds, although maintains his guard around them. Developing a fondness towards and would be disappointed should they die. (dat means he likes u 2 in his own way, ok)
Tsabhi
Curiosity. A feline who seems to be all too trustworthy of him. Friendly towards, and not above assisting her in certain things should it be of benefit him in the long run. Occasionally, and very carefully steals from her Larder when pickings are slim.
Milagros
Curiosity. Once consumed her as a fawn, unaware of the consciousness the comatose youth had at the time. Upon her resurrection, had acknowledged the threat to his reputation the child possessed. Recently made an attempt to reach out to the Swanheart with hopes of easing her resentment, for his own sake.
Curiosities
The Vulture has many many curiosities in the forest, individuals he'd often keep an eye out for or sometimes interact with. But this is a list I keep failing to update, so I decided to remove it all together. Instead, I'm gonna start listing particularly significant individuals. I look forward to expanding this list! Purpose
Long ago, The Endless Forest was a place of peace, well tended to by The Twin Gods. However, as the years went by, the population grew and strife bought more and more violence into the holy lands. This made the Twin Gods unhappy, and despite their best efforts, they could not stop the ongoing bloodshed within their world. In recent years this has only gotten worse, with beasts born to fight and to kill.
With their hope diminished, The Twin Gods created a being who, rather than stop the violence in the forest, keeps it clean, so that newcomers may be deceived into believing that The Endless Forest remains what it was created to be.
And so they created The Vulture.
• Eliah is capable of not only eating flesh, but also bones. With an exceptionally powerful digestive track, he is even able to scavenging from carcasses that are months old.
• Made to survive, hence his size. His purpose is achieved much more efficiently when he has little need to be cautious.
• Like the Lammergeier of the wild, Eliah too likes to crack bones before consumption. However with the inability to fly, his methods are achieved more creatively. He will take the bones deep within the birch forest where sizable boulders lay. There, he will place a bone on a rock, scoop another with his antlers, then hurl it down beside him onto the bone.
• The only time his face morphs into a Lammergeier's is when he's feeding. This is because bones are easier to pick up and swallow when the beak and mouth is adequately designed for such. He also morphs away his antlers during this time.
• Eliah keeps his habits a secret to the absolute best of his abilities. This is because he doesn't want to be accused of taking away a deceased relative from mourning individuals; even if it's true he will deny it. His purpose is to clean, not to create more conflict. Generally, Eliah is very passive.
• Omnivorous, however dependent on meat. In the absence of it he will lose condition, starting by the dulling of his coat, followed by increasing lethargy. Over an extended period will suffer deficiency based illness and eventually death. Often seen eating plant matter despite this as it helps him to maintain a friendly façade.
Appearance
• Hippogriff-like.
• Quadruple winged, however such are not big enough to support his weight, therefore flightless. Can however produce powerful gusts of wind strong enough to throw small creatures a distance back, and make it difficult for large creatures to approach. Sports natural wing pattern on the top. Underside is golden.
• Lammergeier face, beak, eyes, and markings.
• Feathered all over. Full Lammergeier plumage.
• Medium length feathered tail, held in a manner one would expect from a dinosaur.
• "Talons for front feet". Bird inspired hoof adaptation. Tip of hooves extend like claws. Three-toed. Two dewclaws with extra bones to allow him to safely bend them to extremes. Thick skinned and highly calloused to support his weight. Able to grip and pick up objects.
• Scaly skinned front legs, avian-like.
• Deep voice produces a slight echo.
• Godly impression.
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Eliah tolerated the birds
(Small sorry, not really sure what more to contribute! Perhaps add me on skype? I bet we can get some ingame rps sometime too.
Also hi I'm back. :B)
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Very nice design. Hope to see
Very nice design. Hope to see him inforest at some point.
idiosyncrasies:
silentlikethat: Thanks! I'll be trying to play him much more soon...
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What nature divides, the spirit unites.
Trackie c;
Seriously love this character
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Jin: Thank you <3 I'm sure there's still a way to go yet, but the progress is wonderful!
Would anyone like to rp with
^ actually, i think id love
feel free to choose any of mine for me to play, if youd like!
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How about Pêche? None of mine have met her yet!
I wouldn't mind if Jezabelle
I'm ready when you are!
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Starl needs to interact with
Uuuh, would have liked to
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Starling: By all means, please! You're always welcome, and we keep an eye out for you too!
snow: Whenever you've got the muse dude, I'm always happy to rp. ^^ <3
I never tracked this and I've
Never again.
Awhhh Need to track this
Need to track this sweet guy <:
tracking this ! I think Eiji
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TavraWolfe: Sweet? Hmmm, that's what he wants you to think. Thanks!
night654: They have seen each other a couple times now! Hello~
Best update ever.
The update has me crying.
those aren't eggs
Profile picture by ahimsa ♥
Pixel Wis by squeegie~
Oh my God. Eliah please.
Eliah please.
Levi makes the best faces. So
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This update made my day. xD
He moves like silt prodded by
But in time, he makes it, and his dreamer's smile lets the world know that he is content with his progress. He lays as strangely as he walks, with his hinds strewn behind him like the limbs of some puppet discarded by a restless child, and his fores tucked properly under him.
For a few long moments, he is quiet, save for his breathing in and out through just slightly parted lips, regaining lost air. But in time, even that slows, settles into silence. He shifts, becoming truly comfortable, and then he looks up at the giant. Forget-me-not eyes held in the half closed state that would be at home on a babe fighting sleep or a trusting feline.
"H'llo" he speaks at long last, as if to an old friend rather than to a stranger. Which he may as well be, in Thimblekiss' mind, everyone is a friend until proven otherwise. If one can even prove otherwise to such a being. He smiles, and it touches his eyes despite how small it is.
"It's lov'ly out isn't it?" it's like every other day really, but lovely even in that stasis, perhaps. "Y's..." as if confirming his own words, "M' name is Thimblekiss. And it's lov'ly to meet you." the boy's words are genuine, not an ounce of mockery or stiff obligatory politeness to him. His is the kindness of a being who knows nothing else.
From the top of the hill, The
Then begins the act, for as the buck lays beside the bull, Eliah's demeanor becomes one of someone warm and welcoming; betraying his otherwise intimidating appearance in favour of a false lesson: Don't judge by appearance. He quietly accepts Thimblekiss's company, going as far as to seemingly let his guard down around him. After all, someone so trusting can't have any dark intentions, right?
The Vulture begins to emit a quiet but deep rumbling, a sound that resembled something like a mixture of bubbling lava, and something bird-like, regal. It seemed to serve the same purpose as a feline purr, but really it's just an expression of interest to the Elk.
Eliah slowly opens his eyes as the boy speaks, watching him attentively until he has a chance to return his greeting. A lazy nod, followed by a deep voice. "You're right." He says in agreement about the weather. The chill is perfect for such a densely furred creature such as himself. "My name is Eliah. Pleased to meet you too."
"E-Li-Ah" he rolls the name
Silence. Not uncomfortable--not to Thimble anyway. He's as comfortable in the quiet as he is in a conversation, his fur is not so long as Eliah's, but it is quite dense, and aside from the air nipping at his cheeks, he is comfortable enough. Even if he weren't, he isn't one to complain.
His head tilts forward and down, chin tucked down against his throat and for a few moments it seems as if he's fallen asleep, perhaps for an instant he has. But soon his eyes slide open again, head jilting upwards as if the rest has flown from him like a frightened bird, and he clears his throat quietly.
"O' my...'xcuse me" he laughs, light, like summer breeze.
"'fraid I've a habit of dozing off, nothing on you sir" he rises. Front limbs sturdy pillars beneath him, the hinds tremble but they do not give. His body is flawed; but he was created strong in his own way. He does not crumble.
"Would you mind if I moved mys'lf closer?" he inquires loosely, head cocking slightly to the side, he's polite, he won't actually move until permission is given, it's a real question, not one paired with performing the action anyway and disguising it beneath an inquiry and a dare to be asked to move again. He'll be fine if told to keep himself where he is as well. He's fine with everything really.
(Bit tired, sorry for the
"E-lie-ah." The giant corrects the buck, but not so much in a criticizing manner. No, that would break the facade. Eliah spoke it with a more constructive tone of voice instead. Come the silence, The Vulture once again allowed himself to appear relaxed. All the while however, his ears would sway back and forth, listening for the tiniest sounds. His nostrils flare periodically, expelling mist into the cool air.
His eyes open swiftly when the buck speaks again, quick to focus on the world ahead of him. With nothing more interesting than the boy beside him, The Vulture's avian gaze once again returns to him. The weakness in the smaller stag pleased Eliah to see, but he did not outwardly express that.
"If you want." The Vulture replied as the bubbling rumble once again begun to erupt from his throat. Again, apparently a purr. If the buck should feel comfortable around the giant, perhaps it would be an advantage for him.
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LOL.....
{Same, I crashed.} "My
"My 'pologies. E-li...Eli. Ah'm. E-l-ie-ah" eventually, he manages, perhaps with some stutter and tremulous attempt, to state the name as properly as he is likely to do. He takes a few steps, settling himself not-quite touching at the great beast's side, looking down the hill and across the sun dappled ground to the graveyard and ruins. Mostly still and calm for the time being, perhaps as ruins were apt to be.
His mouth opens just a touch, exhaling the puffy white of pseudo-clouds that heat always created in cool air. To be honest, Thimblekiss is not a boy of many words. Even this conversation already has him content with speech for the next god knows how long. His overlarge ears tucked back, eyes closed into lines made thick and dark by the length of his eyelashes, he could nearly be asleep again, that little smile set so carefully in place.
It's likely he won't speak again unless spoken to. For now, this is all he needs.
Coming on in the morning,
Coming on in the morning, this was not what I was expecting.
What nature divides, the spirit unites.
J!n, onowl: Heheheh.
BrownLupine: LMAO Yeah, Jin was in a pretty silly mood last night.
Mahj:
"Ee-lee" The Giant resigned, deciding the nickname should spare the trouble for both of them. The Vulture allows the boy this closeness, but does not speak, relieved to be in company that isn't very talkative - it spares Eliah from having to make that much extra effort into his facade. What also pleased the giant is that Thimblekiss did not decide to cuddle up to him; he would not push him away, but the warmth of his dense coat would be sure to prevent the buck from getting sick. The Bull wanted him sick. He looks out from the hill to a forest full of healthy residents, and it's not what he wants.
Despite Eliah's search for the dying and the dead, perhaps it would come as a surprise to know that he's no more malicious than any other scavenger. Animals lacked the hatred of humanity, Eliah hates no one. Not even the buck laying by his side.
Now and then he rumbles to himself. Sometimes as he looks down to Thimblekiss with sharp intense eyes, others as he watches something in the distance, far beyond the sight of a normal deer.
Thimblekiss wouldn't resent
"Ee-Lee" he breathes, "Y's, how lov'ly" the world was lovely.
He lays his forelimbs before him the same way his hind limbs lay behind him, cheek resting upon his own leg. He falls asleep eventually, and he doesn't expect Eliah to be there when he wakes, or to have gone, he expects nothing from anyone, and as such, is always content.
{You can feel free to leave this here ;v; ahaha. Sorry for how short it ended up being.}
The Giant remains for a long
(I don't mind. Thanks for rping with me dude. <3 I hope it helped you as it helps me.)
Now this cell-shading is
What nature divides, the spirit unites.
it is omfg. Jin did such a
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YOU MAKE HIM LOOK SO HOT. I
I love this so much. ;; Dearest. <3 Thank youuu! -slaps on Skype DP-