Why dem humies callem a liar-Ferret? Ice never tellem any lies-un, he no-tellem alda truth!

Kindred Name: Emakiblizaminspwara (Hidden-in-the-Song)
Nickname: Ice
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Race: Ice-Ferret Kindred (Beast-man)

Physical Description & Clothing:

Ice stands roughly at five feet of height, baring a particularly long neck longer then that of an average human. His Fur is mostly brown, with a a light-brown patch running down from his neck,through his chest to his tail. Ice's face shares the lighter variant of his fur around his eyes and ears, he has twin tattoos of a red and blue color across his left eye and right cheek; these take the shape of do-re and la-ti musical notes. These notes have no meaning to other races, but Ferret kindred recognize the notes as a deceleration of loyalty to Writhka the Trickster among their people. Ice regularly grooms his whiskers and has a single bronze ear piercing which bares the markings of his village.

Ice's outfit is rather light, since his fur supplies him with any protection he many need from the cold. It consists of an open waste-coat of a faded blue color and simple white brown pants with a hole for his tale. Ice wares no shoes, preferring to walk bare footed so that he may "hear the Earths musics"

Fur color: Brown-light brown
Eye Color: Dark brown

Occupation: Traveling Harlequin; musician, storyteller, information broker and burglar

Bio: Ice was born in the Ice-Ferret village of Hakajima, which was built into the mountain face of one of the larger mountains in the Northern Mountain Range. Ice's childhood was pretty usual; he grew up in the village, leaving only to hunt and to forge for food when his duties demanded but never more then a few miles away. When he was old enough, he was initiated into the monastery of his village, were he learned of and served his ancestors, now spirits in the ice and snow of their mountain. When he was 14 winters of age, he was finally sent on his spirit quest in the hall of mirrors; an immense network of ice caves were generations of his ancestors lay buried. It was here that he found his protecting spirit, and were his life took a very different turn then that of his kin.

Ice, being brave and rather foolish ventured deeper into the hall of mirrors then any initiate had done in centuries and became hopelessly lost. For many days he went without food and hardly any water, until he found a strange metal door, unlike any he had seen. Ice being...Ice, loved pranks and trickery and was therefor quite adapt at lock picking. He was able to pick the locks to the metal door, inside he found troves of scrolls, a strange staff and a flute of wood Ice did not recognize and a large ice coffin - like the ones which contained his own ancestors still in their flesh but different and much older. When ice walked to the coffin, he saw that it's occupant was unlike any creature he had ever seen, and he had seen Dwarves and humans from afar. Ice was just as certain that the creature was not an elf, for she lacked the rumored pointed shape of their ears.

When Ice proceeded to touch the tomb, he found that he could not remove his hand from the ice. The long dead corps opened it's eyes, and Ice quickly recognized that he had made a spirit link with the dead - what he was in the hall of mirrors to gain but didn't think could be possible by someone not of his kin.

It was on that day that Ice became the medium of Lore, a mysterious survivor of a long extinct race which once walked the Earth along with the mythical Elder race. Though she remembered little of her previous life, Lore taught Ice to read her scrolls; which turned out to be songs, stories and tales of her people. Ice took up his spirit's staff and flute, the former able to sense and communicate with spirits and project their image into the physical world. The flute was not magical, but could bring both Ice and Lore closer together, much like meditation.

Ice became a bit of an outsider in his village because of his odd spirit though he wasn't out-rightly shunned. Answering his spirit's desire to broaden their horizons and see the world, Ice joined a traveling Ferret Troupe of Writhka with which he has traveled and learned the ways of the Harlequins ever since.

Hometown: Secret village of Hakajima

Line most Ferret villages, Hakajima is hidden from the world inside the mountain face, far away from the preying eyes of any travelers or the native Dwarves which live bellow. The Ferrets are a conservative and isolationist people, unseen and unknown to the majority of the other races and happy with that arrangement. Hakajima is one of the oldest settlements in the world, and was a settlement even before the Ice-Ferret tribe made it it's home, though who came before is largely unknown. It is a comparatively small village with only a few hundred residents, but it is one of the most important sites to the Ferret Kindred and the center of their spiritual teachings. All of Hakajima's residents are monks in their villages monastery, they serve their ancestors and carry their spirits as mediums to guide their people on the path the ancestors had chosen.

Hakajima is known to the Ferret kindred and a some magical academics for it's prophecies, though few have ever heard them. The village has no warriors but it's monks are capable spirit magicians and have their own martial arts with which to defend themselves. Its main defense is the secrecy of it's location and its name, which is in itself spirit bound and renders those who know it unable to speak of it.


Home country: Minoresse - Northern Mountain Range

Personality: Ice has taken many of the habits of the Harlequin traits, he is bold, witty and loves jokes, stories and riddles. He talks a lot, frankly too much and is eager to please others but does not reveal much useful information, preferring to keep much of his information to himself or even lie even when he has no reason to do so. Ice is however strange even to his Harlequin companions, he knows things - stories songs and tales which no one else knows and though he takes very little seriously - where spirits are concerned he tends to be very quite and serious. Overall Ice is very warm and friendly , though it can be difficult for none Ferrets to understand his highly accented speech. His closer friends know that Ice always knows more then he is willing to share and that very little of what he say's can be completely trusted, but since these close friends are Harlequin - nobody minds that healthy habit for trickery... so far.

Likes: Spirits, old things, shiny things, sweet roll's, animals, forests, mountains, mirrors, stories & tales, campfires and traveling with company
Dislikes: being called a liar, being hit by hot things, warm climates

Skills and Abilities
Lock-picking
Being sneaky
Playing music, acting and story telling
Martial Arts - specifically wielding his staff as a weapon

Equipment & Weapons:
Magical wooden staff, long bow and a few dozen arrows (uses those more for hunting then fighting)

Magic: Ice gained from Lore, two main abilities - her skill with the element of shadow and her spirit energy

The first allows Ice to take refuge in shadows, an ability he uses to hide and to eavesdrop on people.

Lore's spirit energy can be used to create a blast or light which momentarily stuns and blinds enemies, it can also be used to reveal things which have been hidden from plane view - such as secret compartments and doorway's.

Ice's own elemental ability is rather rudimentary, he can manipulate the temperature of water and turn it into ice. He can create a small ice barrier and even craft small objects provided there is enough water, but this takes time unless the air is fairly cold anyway. Overall this ability is better suited to burying the dead of his people in their ice caskets then for combat. With practice, Ice could develop it further but so far he hasn't felt the need to. Ice has tried to learn how to increase the temperature of water, but so far he has only been able to warm up water for his tea - which was the goal he had in mind when he began by the way.


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