Description
Covered in golden feathers, this creature... almost resembling a gryphon, the way her head is shaped. She possesses ears, long fox like ears. Her feathers are golden yellow, with crimson red tips. Her head is adorned with many longer feathers swept back, with one single long feather that sloops forward. Her beak, a sharp rusty orangish color, shaped like an eagle's. Her body appears to be very light, her wings are large each larger than she is, even while folded to her back. Her arms are slender, but only look larger, with her thick feathers covering them till her forearms, which stops and her arms appear to be scaled. Her legs are digitigrade, thighs are covered in thick feathers, that end where her bird talons begin, her long digitigrade foot appears to be scaly like, as a bird's would be expected to be. Sharp talons adorn each of her digits, both hands and feet.
Personality
Curious by nature, however, she has her dignity, and does not tolerate rudeness, or senseless violence.
Equipment
She appears to have no equipment, though her talons look as if they might be able to cut glass or even diamond. She, being a phoenix has access to both Fire and Life magics.
History
She is a phoenix, only more humanoid. Her origins, an unknown mystery. Some say she roams the stars, born from a planet. Others say the phoenixi were born from volcanos... reborn from thier own ashes, never truly dieing.
So begins...
Quickpaw Hurojo awakes after having been asleep for several years. Around the area was only void. It was empty. Dark. Cold. "Where... where have the spirits placed me?" He started patting his body all over; ensuring that he was corporeal. "Not dead; that's a plus." Though there was no time to lose. If he was corporeal, that likely means that he could return to the world he knew, and hopefully return to his king. He began running, hoping to find an exit to this ethereal obscurity.
Sibael Rhodwyn looked around, finally staring one of the strangers in the face, "I don't remember you. Any of you, to be frank."