[The Vulture]

WayfarerHart's picture






The Vulture



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]

Tumblr
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.


PhysicalOkay. / MentalGuarded.


Updates
[15/03/2017]


"..."


(All art is officially outdated. Takes the form of the Bonesplitter at all times.)


Just hanging out.


Personality RelationsThe Bonesplitter

LiarPassiveRealistLacks EmpathySecretiveManipulativeCynicalIntelligentOver-analyzingAvian MannerismsEndlessly PatientTolerantSeems FriendlyCalmPrivate

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.




Disclaimer






VeeDirectoryHomeRecentComment
WayfarerHart's picture

Eliah tolerated the birds

Eliah tolerated the birds play for a short while, but soon a gentle swinging of his antlers implied that it's time to leave him alone and return to their master. His ears prick. "Well then. Your dove could learn something from them, I'm sure."

(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)

onowl's picture

this sure is one hot page ;D

this sure is one hot page ;D <3
WayfarerHart's picture

thank u frand ur a hot page 2

thank u frand ur a hot page 2


onowl's picture

a hot page 2 on page 2 on

a hot page 2 on page 2 on reply 2
Iaurdagnire's picture

Ahoy-hoy

Ahoy-hoy
idiosyncrasies's picture

thank you for the help with

thank you for the help with C's antlers <3
silentlikethat's picture

Very nice design. Hope to see


Very nice design. Hope to see him inforest at some point.

WayfarerHart's picture

idiosyncrasies:

idiosyncrasies: np!

silentlikethat: Thanks! Laughing out loud I'll be trying to play him much more soon...

Quote:Recently did fuck

Quote:
Recently did fuck all.

wat

Great seeing this get a proper layout.
WayfarerHart's picture

recently did fuck all more

recently did fuck all more like gdi eliah all them ded ppl and ur not around to hoover them up

*boop*

*boop* <3

BrownLupine's picture

I don't know, sounds like the

I don't know, sounds like the title of a recent popsong to me.


What nature divides, the spirit unites.

Farelia's picture

Trackie c;

Trackie c;

Seriously love this character

Seriously love this character so far. You've done an excellent job.
WayfarerHart's picture

Luksus: Hi

Luksus: Hi <3
BrownLupinee: Wat
Farelia: Hey there! Laughing out loud Thank you~
Jin: Thank you <3 I'm sure there's still a way to go yet, but the progress is wonderful!

WayfarerHart's picture

Would anyone like to rp with

Would anyone like to rp with us?

din's picture

^ actually, i think id love

^ actually, i think id love to.
feel free to choose any of mine for me to play, if youd like!
WayfarerHart's picture

Eeee.

Eeee. <3
How about Pêche? None of mine have met her yet!

parrotsnpineapple's picture

I wouldn't mind if Jezabelle

I wouldn't mind if Jezabelle and him Rp'd one day. I need her to meet new faces sometime.
WayfarerHart's picture

I'm ready when you are!

I'm ready when you are! Smiling

1Antidote's picture

birb &hearts;

birb ♥
Starling's picture

Starl needs to interact with

Starl needs to interact with this guy again.
Snowsauria's picture

Uuuh, would have liked to

Uuuh, would have liked to throw an rp post at him, but my muse is dead right now because I'm pretty tired, sob. Maybe later. ;;
WayfarerHart's picture

1antidote: birbs Starling: By

1antidote: birbs
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

Hum's picture

I never tracked this and I've

I never tracked this and I've missed eight comments.
Never again.
Tavra's picture

Awhhh Need to track this

Awhhh
Need to track this sweet guy <:


night654's picture

tracking this ! I think Eiji

tracking this ! I think Eiji met him briefly?

WayfarerHart's picture

Hum: Cheers for the track

Hum: Cheers for the track frand. <3 Haha, I'm sure you won't be missing out again!
TavraWolfe: Sweet? Hmmm, that's what he wants you to think. Eye Thanks!
night654: They have seen each other a couple times now! Laughing out loud Hello~

Iaurdagnire's picture

Best update ever.

Best update ever.

The update has me crying.

The update has me crying.
Poppyflower's picture

those aren't eggs

those aren't eggs

~Poppy~
Profile picture by ahimsa ♥


Pixel Wis by squeegie~
Hum's picture

Oh my God. Eliah please.

Oh my God.
Eliah please.
onowl's picture

Levi makes the best faces. So

Levi makes the best faces. So does Eliah. Greatest update ever.
WayfarerHart's picture

-bows- thank u all. rofl

-bows- thank u all. rofl

Waning-Sun's picture

This update made my day. xD

This update made my day. xD
Avatar by Meadow. Siggy © Shey & Squeegie
Mahj's picture

He moves like silt prodded by

He moves like silt prodded by pond-borne currents. With a gait that is stiff-especially in the hind limbs-but constant. He will get where he needs to go when he needs to be there, though his legs do not bend high and they come down so close together at times in one way or another they threaten to trip their bearer with each step. He makes his way up the hill, head held forward and down as if a horse pulling at a cart.

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.
WayfarerHart's picture

From the top of the hill, The

From the top of the hill, The Vulture watched with keen eyes as the stiff-legged buck climbed the hill. Eliah noted how it took an obvious strain on the boy to make this ascent, and through that observation, it captured his particular interest, too, for perhaps there is a chance that any weak being will succumb to the winter season. That is exactly what the Elk hoped for.

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."

Mahj's picture

"E-Li-Ah" he rolls the name

"E-Li-Ah" he rolls the name over his tongue, repeating it a few times under his breath, "Eliah. Y's. That's a nice name." he shifts slightly, trying to find a position that causes less of an ache in his hipbones. Everything about Eliah is in contrast to the smaller buck. The stag's bright golds, rich reds, and exotic black hues stand in defiance when compared to Thimblekiss's dusky browns and drab gray-soil hues. Even the red markings which run from his eyes down the curvature of his cheeks are more ruddy than they are crisp.

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.
WayfarerHart's picture

(Bit tired, sorry for the

(Bit tired, sorry for the poor quality of this post.)

"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.

jfghlfn

jfghlfn
onowl's picture

LOL.....

LOL.....
Mahj's picture

{Same, I crashed.} "My

{Same, I crashed.}

"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.
BrownLupine's picture

Coming on in the morning,



Coming on in the morning, this was not what I was expecting.


What nature divides, the spirit unites.

WayfarerHart's picture

J!n, onowl: Heheheh.

J!n, onowl: Heheheh. <3
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.

Mahj's picture

Thimblekiss wouldn't resent

Thimblekiss wouldn't resent the giant even if he knew the other's intentions were simply to observe him until the time of his death. He was created from silt and dust by a being who neglected to give him such emotions as fear and jealousy and hate. Thimblekiss understands that life carries on however it can, he wouldn't even move away if he knew.

"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.}
WayfarerHart's picture

The Giant remains for a long

The Giant remains for a long time after Thimblekiss drifts off into slumber, but by the time the buck awakens, Eliah will be long gone. But that is not the last of their meetings; The Vulture will be keeping an eye out for the boy, be it close or from afar. Their meeting again in the future is inevitable.

(I don't mind. Thanks for rping with me dude. <3 I hope it helped you as it helps me.)

BrownLupine's picture

Now this cell-shading is

Now this cell-shading is something to look at. It looks amazing!


What nature divides, the spirit unites.

WayfarerHart's picture

it is omfg. Jin did such a

it is omfg. Jin did such a wonderful job. ;_;

(No subject)

WayfarerHart's picture

YOU MAKE HIM LOOK SO HOT. I

YOU MAKE HIM LOOK SO HOT.
I love this so much. ;; Dearest. <3 Thank youuu! -slaps on Skype DP-