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[b][h3][u]NAME[/u][/h3][/b]
Killik

[b][h3][u]AGE[/u][/h3][/b]
15

[b][h3][u]GENDER[/u][/h3][/b]
Male

[b][h3][u]ROLE[/u][/h3][/b]
Apprentice Hunter

[b][h3][u]Appearance[/u][/h3][/b]
Standing at 5'1", Killik is notably short. His amber-colored body is well-toned due to growing up as a rowdy child, and his training to be a hunter for his people. Despite the stature, he stands straight, and along with his expression it carries his confidence. His black hair is shoulder-length, and is almost always seen in a ponytail tied by torn vines aside from moments such as bathing. His attire was the result of his own hunts, gray wolf pelts gracing his small upper and lower body in a warm embrace, allowing Killik to carry the memories of his successful hunts with him. 

[b][h3][u]PERSONALITY[/u][/h3][/b]
Killik is a very confident individual; Eager to prove himself as well as a bit of a show off, and willing to put himself forward in any situation. Often judged harshly for his childish antics and thrill-seeking, he's easily bored roaming around the village and tends to go find trouble instead of waiting for it to come towards him. Despite being so eager to jump into danger, he doesn't do so as recklessly as one might think: Underneath the young man's antics he's a surprisingly quick thinker. Where the average man would still be considering their method of attack, Killik would have already decided his optimal position and prepared his ambush.

In his community, Killik is an extremely helpful youth despite his occasional annoyances: Always wanting to keep busy, he'll run errands, make deliveries, fetch things from the wilderness. But when he has nothing to do, he can be caught occasionally causing minor trouble for others, to make himself laugh. He would never do anything to harm his family, but poking at them from time to time amuses him. When it comes to other youths like himself, Killik is often competitive but friendly. He likes occasionally helping teach the children, but is a bad influence on them depending on who you ask. He would put his life on the line to assure their safety, though that would go for just about anyone he knows.

[b][h3][u]SPECIAL SKILLS[/u][/h3][/b]
Killik's small but extremely agile and stealthy. Combined with his wits, he is perfect for hunting fast prey and creatures that would be highly alert. His ability to quickly make decisions while scanning a situation makes him competent when it comes to larger prey or even other people as well, setting traps and making distractions or even covering his scent to take advantage of his targets. A prodigy, explaining his large amount of confidence out in the wild. 

At home, Killik doesn't make his worth with particular talents: Instead just making sure things get from point A to point B without hassle. He offers himself in a surprisingly small and humble role to ensure things go smoothly when possible, though claims to simply do it out of boredom because it's more productive than throwing stones into the lake.

[b][h3][u]HISTORY[/u][/h3][/b]
When Killik was born, his survival wasn't assured. No birth really is, but he was quite small and appeared weak in the eyes of those watching over him. Not the expected image of the son of Magura, for certain. He had spent his first ten days being heavily watched over with uncertainty, his mark lasting nearly six of them and some would claim that was the sign that he was blessed to live for one purpose or another. Even after being revealed and named, he was treated with care as an infant given his exceptionally vulnerable appearance, but to the surprise of many he made it through perfectly healthy.

As he aged, the only strange thing about the child was his height. Compared to other males his age, he was shorter; He lacked mass compared to them but never let it get him down. He was a curious child but a quick learner; The firetenders had no issues with him aside from the occasional case of him getting distracted. When he put his mind to a task, he could execute it. When being a troublemaker, some of the adults even had issue keeping up with the boy, as he used his speed and size to scramble through places adults couldn't, and hid until he thought it was safe. He'd get in trouble once he came out, of course, but it didn't change the fact that he still escaped their grasp on multiple occasions.

Having not been physically blessed, the firetenders were worried about his eagerness to hunt. Tales from his father about his great hunts and witnessing the man bring his prey home was inspiring to the boy. He wanted to be able to tell glorious stories as well, and work in the favor of his tribe. But he was told with his body that they referred to as 'feeble' he should look into taking another role, but he refused and was insulted by their words. He was Killik; named after his grandfather on his mother's side, who in his own right was a talented hunter! Not to mention the son of Magura! Where others were naturally gifted, he trained his body to be as strong as he could make it while carrying those heavy names upon his back: Exercise, and eating the biggest juicy bugs he could find. He honed his skills; His improved strength aiding in his aim with a throwing spear, and his agility aiding with keeping up in hand-to-hand combat. All that running and hiding when he was younger evolved into the ability to easily traverse rough terrain and stealth. He proved himself worthy of becoming an apprentice hunter, and at age 13 that apprenticeship truly started. 

His hunting skills required fine-tuning, but by learning from those around him and adapting those teachings into a method that worked in his mind, he greatly improved in his first two years of apprenticeship. He needed to keep his personality in check, but the skill was there. Now in his third year of apprenticeship, he'd surely only improve further as he made his way towards full-adulthood. Though if his thrill-seeker attitude or the harsh realities of life got him into too much trouble before then... Then that was just how life intended it to be.

[b][h3][u]RELATIONSHIPS[/u][/h3][/b]
Father - Magura
'Friend' - Thrinn
(Family, Friends, Mentors & Rivals being accepted by playerbase)

[b][h3][u]OTHER[/u][/h3][/b]
May add things here, we'll see.
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[b][h3][u]NAME[/u][/h3][/b]
Agleth

[b][h3][u]AGE[/u][/h3][/b]
39

[b][h3][u]GENDER[/u][/h3][/b]
Female

[b][h3][u]ROLE[/u][/h3][/b]
Shaper

[b][h3][u]Appearance[/u][/h3][/b]
Agleth stands at 5'5", and is a very stocky woman. She appears as if she could wrestle down most men in the village with her thick but muscly physique, notably big boned and bulky making some refer to her as a small bear or equally terrifying beasts. She has dark hair that curls as it grows out, and to keep it from being messy or getting into her face as she works, she keeps it very short. Above her large brown-colored eyes lay two thick eyebrows that help express her emotions, her face having a slight meaty chubbiness to it like a babyface except constantly covered in dirt or something else equally filthy. She has a small nose and similar lips, freckles dotting her chestnut-colored face. Agleth prefers to make her own attire, but usually just goes for something that is a bit bigger than she is for comfort. Anyone that wants to fight her on her using supplies this way definitely can.

[b][h3][u]PERSONALITY[/u][/h3][/b]
Agleth isn't a bad woman persay; She's usually pretty chummy if not a tad on the free-speaking side. She's the type that doesn't have a filter, tends to say what she wants, and then will happily fight you if you get upset about it. Years of being judged by her own father for not being a man and treating her poorly for it has led her down a rather aggressive and tempermental path: Making demands of her is the easiest way to attract her anger and she'll relentlessly snarl and lecture until she thinks you've heard enough.

Agleth is an extremely protective person; Of her friends, but especially her blood. Her daughter is a prized jewel in the tribe in her eyes, and while she isn't safe from lectures, they come less out of actual anger and more out of fear for her safety. She isn't afraid to interrogate the youths too close to her daughter for the sake of wanting her safe; But knows that she can take care of herself and has to make her own judgement on individuals. Anyone who dares to cross boundaries and cause harm can expect Agleth to legitimately attempt to snap them in half; The woman relentlessly violent in retort to threats to her tribe as she takes no nonsense from outsiders.

That part of her terrifies even the men in the tribe; Knowing that if Agleth says something, she's willing to go through with it. Surprisingly blunt yet enthusiastic, you can't ever tell if she's joking or partially serious until it's too late. Most would decide it's best to leave the woman be; Let her work, let her keep to herself. But anyone who doesn't deserve trouble usually won't find themselves falling victim of her wrath. Unless a certain little girl starts lying. 

[b][h3][u]SPECIAL SKILLS[/u][/h3][/b]
Agleth is a shaper for a reason: She took the profession as a form of stress relief as she likes spending time working and having a reason to not be bothered. Be it a tool, a new home, or just some fancy accessory, Agleth is very crafty and can get the job done. To the surprise of some, she also has impressive trading skills: Her more fancy accessories attracting the simple-minded and allowing her to get better trade for her value. She's observant to the point of knowing when a scam was going on, and carries skepticism with every potential trade encounter with other tribes.

Other than that, Agleth is notably good at hand-to-hand combat. She has one of the strongest grips the village has ever seen; Once she grabs you, you aren't going anywhere. She'll snap limbs if necessary, showing immense brutality when threatened though is more merciful on her own tribe, insisting on knocking them out cold instead. She's also not afraid to headbutt, bite. or use dirty shots to get an advantage: Honor is a weakness in a fight, it's life or death, not some children's game. 

[b][h3][u]HISTORY[/u][/h3][/b]
Agleth was assumed male at birth: At least by her father and his eagerness to raise a son in the way of a shaper apprentice. When she was revealed to be female, he felt a ping of irritation and became more distant, leaving the girl in the care of her mother and the firetenders. She was a dependable individual; Perhaps a bit easy to anger but she got along with others quite well. Despite her younger years being distanced from her father, she still admired his building skills. While she was perfectly capable of being a hunter if she so chose, she insisted on learning to be a shaper.

This lead her to a bit of a reluctant apprenticeship with her father. He was rough on her; Insisted she toughen up more, and scolded her harshly over any small mistake while barely praising her success. This made Agleth more cold, but she learned and focused on her duties regardless. At this point in her life she was distant from most of the tribe; She felt hurt emotionally and a bit numb. At least until a boy came along.

He sat next to her while she was practicing her carving. Asked what she was trying to make. She said a stake to jab in his chest to try and get him to leave, but he laughed instead at her brutish comment. He said she was free to try, but all she'd be doing is losing a friend. She retorted they weren't friends: But he then reached out towards the carving she was surprisingly not ruining out of frustration, and he complemented her craftsmanship. She didn't respond to that, at least for a few minutes. 

Eventually she thanked him, and he said their appreciation of eachother made them friends. This was gross to Agleth but she decided to tolerate and keep him around. He was a hunter apprentice by the name of Rinn, and kind of funny. As they grew up together they became better and better friends. The only person Agleth really liked being around, until he pulled her out of her shell and she got more social. As they both became full-fledged adults, they began to learn more about eachother than just friendship. They were close; Very close. And eventually, they decided to bond forever, exchanging their totems and partaking in the process of marriage.

At age 23, Agleth gave birth to a daughter. She cherished the baby girl, as did Rinn. But they both had to return to their duties and allow the young girl, named Thrinn, to be cared for by the firetenders. Things went smoothly for awhile: Both Agleth and Rinn loved to check in on their daughter and see how she was growing. It would be unfortunate that at the age of 28 Rinn had died in the wilds; Having been overcome by what could only be assumed was a vicious dire wolf, or perhaps even a pack of them. This left Agleth heartbroken, and she craved the blood of the creature that murdered her love: But never went out to seek the creature as she needed to be with the tribe for the sake of her daughter, and to provide her services to the tribe as a whole. 

Ever since, she's tried to keep her positive attitude, but tends to spend time alone. She cherishes time she spends with Thrinn, and does interact with the tribe, however a looming cloud over her head keeps her down quite often, though she doesn't show it to anybody. Despite the time that had passed, she still hadn't grieved nearly enough. All she could do is carry on his will to raise a beautiful and healthy daughter, and to keep herself safe. For the sake of all he did for her, she tries her best to keep the gifts he gave to her. Especially the friendship that caused her to be the woman she is today, instead of the absolute loner she had at one point been burdened with being.

[b][h3][u]RELATIONSHIPS[/u][/h3][/b]
Rinn - Husband[i](Deceased)[/i]
Thrinn - Daughter

[b][h3][u]OTHER[/u][/h3][/b]

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