Which he does. ALmsot crashing into the wall of course.

Name:
Avery Gondolor

Image or Detailed Description:


Age (15+):
23

Gender:
Non-Binary (Pro-nouns They/Them)

World (see below):
Ixhara

Species (Human/Humanoid, stay within world guidelines):
Mythical Creature w/ a human form

World Specialty (see below):
Peryton (although they prefer their human form)


Personality:
They don't speak, well they can, they just don't or at the least not very often. At first, they seem intimidating because of their height and lack of speech, but they're actually very quirky and funny. They are a huge dork and love to goof off. They hate scaring others but are not afraid to hurt people to protect themselves and their friends/loved ones.

Strengths:
Wilderness Survival, Intimidation, history and memorization, unreadable expressions

Weaknesses:
Talking, incomplete mythical form, incompetent with technology and the human worlds

Backstory:
They used to fly/hop with their flerd (a flock/herd :p) until they were captured by human hunters. Their wings were cut off before they could escape and have since then not grown back. Avery believes they never would, and most of their flerd agreed, being unable to fly they were cast out so they've been wandering the world in their human form but wear a mask and heavily concealing clothing.

Other:
They used to have wings but human hunters had captured them and removed them before they could escape. the wings haven't grown back yet, and they're unsure if they ever will. wishes to know what a bakery is

You put them on in the bathroom. They're not as advanced like your brace but they still work well.
It's a Saturday.

Great
Time to see whether he's actually got food in the house.

(Accepted ^^)
You awake to the warm sun's rays starting to light the sky and green all around, the norm of Ixkhara. It's a lovely day with no clouds in sight, and for a moment you entertain the thought that it's just like before your 'flerd' (xD) cast you out and before the hunters caught you. But no, you're all alone and you're not safe now. On the horizon is a small farming village but other than that there aren't many signs of creatures.

(Accepted ^^)
You awake to the warm sun's rays starting to light the sky and green all around, the norm of Ixkhara. It's a lovely day with no clouds in sight, and for a moment you entertain the thought that it's just like before your 'flerd' (xD) cast you out and before the hunters caught you. But no, you're all alone and you're not safe now. On the horizon is a small farming village but other than that there aren't many signs of creatures.

I quietly get up, make sure I have all my supplies and then start to trek away from the village, i still had a slight mistrust of humans and did not want to risk finding out that there were some of them there. I missed my flerd.
(In't it just a wonderful word :p i'm gonna try to use it as much as possible)

You head downstairs and open your cabinet - pity that you don't have a robot like most of the wealthy these days - it's a sad sight. You finished your fresh produce last week and have been surviving on crackers and muffins. Even that is running out. Sadly, you have to admit that it's time to head to the store.

(Great, now I'm going to use every excuse to say it even as a nonsense word lol "Oh yea... Flerd, I forgot about that")

You walk with no particular destination in mind, you're in a sort or half forest half meadow place. A refreshing breeze rustles the leaves on the trees and you hear birds chirping from somewhere. So peaceful. As you're walking underneath a tree, the leaves rustle loudly and it can't have been the wind.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=81862&page=5#47 Author: Larkian Time Posted: 10/24/2019 at 10:16 PM You head downstairs and open your cabinet - pity that you don't have a robot like most of the wealthy these days - it's a sad sight. You finished your fresh produce last week and have been surviving on crackers and muffins. Even that is running out. Sadly, you have to admit that it's time to head to the store.

(Thansk for the optimism...)

He sighs, searches around forwhatevercahs hes got left, grabs his usual assortment of random stuff (aka his trenchcoat-syle jacket with its pockets full of useless bits of scrap) and heads out.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=81862&page=5#48 Author: Larkian Time Posted: 10/24/2019 at 10:22 PM (Great, now I'm going to use every excuse to say it even as a nonsense word lol "Oh yea... Flerd, I forgot about that") You walk with no particular destination in mind, you're in a sort or half forest half meadow place. A refreshing breeze rustles the leaves on the trees and you hear birds chirping from somewhere. So peaceful. As you're walking underneath a tree, the leaves rustle loudly and it can't have been the wind.

(xD Yaaas lets make flerd a new slang termmm)
I stay still, body relaxed but ready to move should something come and leap out at me, I surreptitiously take out my hand-crafted wooden staff (if thats alright?) in case a fight does come as I survey the area for the cause of the rustling leaves