Name: Owl (Hylian) Uliulika (Blinish? Blinese?) Race: Miniblin Age: 13 (approx. 26 in Moblin years) Gender: Female Origin: A forgotten settlement in the middle of nowhere PWC: Power: 1 Wisdom: 5 Courage: 2 Racial Perks: Scent Business (Botanist) Business (Profession: Cook) Treasures and Rupees: 5 Profession: Cook Lvl 1-3 L1-0r, L2-10r, L3-15r Botanist Lvl 1 L1-0r Nayru's Affection 20r (Race License: Picori) 50r Equipment: 'Spear'- Little more than a sharpened maple stick it sees more use as the pole for making her rudimentary tent than an actual weapon. Tent/cloak/blanket- A ragged but durable tan blanket used as often to cover herself like a cloak as the fabric for her tent. Sack- A brown leather bag with a strap slung over one shoulder and stuffed with what little Owl owns and/or what she finds along the way. Mess Kit- Owls mess kit is not fancy but it is extensive, well used, and well maintained. Made of light tin it is not too heavy for the Miniblin to keep with her when traveling. Spices and Ingredients- Owl collects everything edible she can get her hands on and takes more care with food storage than other random things she finds. The rarest and most expensive ingredients are kept in secure glass bottles wrapped in individual cloth. One such glass bottle contains a spice mixture she is especially protective of and very rarely uses even the smallest amount. "No, not drugs, stupid." 'Javelins'- Like the spear these are little more than short sharpened sticks of whatever wood she finds to be straight enough. Height: 3'0" Weight: 48 lbs. Appearance: By any non-Moblin standard Owl is at best kind of adorable or silly looking. She has uncommonly silky, gold colored fur some races consider more appealing than the usual Miniblin coats. To another Moblin Owl is very healthy and quite the catch. Then again males of her own race are not known for their high standards. Owl's eyes are fairly large and are a rare blue and green where Miniblin eyes are usually green and yellow. Her ears and horns are a little larger than average lending to a more comical or adorable visage depending on perspective. Additionally her mouth is a bit narrower, and teeth and nose smaller than average further reinforcing this. At worst most would admit Owl looks less threatening than the common Miniblin. Owl's horns and short claws are black. Some think Owl would make a good pet. "Owl thinks stupid Hylians should jump off cliff..." Owl does not like clothes. Fortunately she is covered in fur and 'naked' is kind of the standard when it comes to her race. The clothing issue goes deeper than just the Miniblin norm but no one much questions this and Owl would not explain if she was asked. She does wear a large, ragged tan blanket which serves as a concealing cloak and, combined with her 'spear', a portable tent. A large brown sack is usually slung over her shoulder haphazardly stuffed with supplies, things she finds that may be useful, and at least a few short javelins, little more than crude sharpened sticks. Personality: Owl comes across as brave, even tempered, and good humored. She is certainly bold and reasonable. Owl claims to be a comedian, though she admits there are undeniable differences between Hylian and Moblin humor. She also is disdainful of Hylians in general, rarely speaking of them without referring to them as stupid. Owl has begun to make a career out of botany but she has a much deeper love of cooking. "Owl is talented Cook." She is also curious and adventurous, preferring to explore and discover new things first hand. During such excursions she likes to collect new ingredients and recipes if possible. While Owl does not come across as fearful or nervous overall, there are some signs of trauma, some obvious, some subtle. For instance she hates to be touched by anyone, any time, for any reason. Anyone who carelessly presses the issue tends to get harshly slapped as a warning, and things can escalate quickly from there. Then there is her dislike of Hylians which is easily confused with simple racial bad blood. A perceptive person would note Owl does not call Zora or Gorons stupid; she seems fine with most races. In particular large, older, wealthy male Hylians set her on edge. When dealing with individuals with these traits Owl becomes increasingly agitated, defensive, and even outright venomous. In other cases odd things will trigger other reactions. She may become uncharacteristically melancholy, anxious, or (in rare cases) violent. It does not help that she refuses to broach the root of the problem. Whatever happened to elicit such reactions she remains at the very least evasive about. If pressured she may even become aggressive in her refusal to talk. A curious warning sign that she is becoming distressed is a marked improvement in eloquence; as well as the emergence of a more refined Hylian accent. This is one of a few tells that she is far more intelligent than she pretends to be. Though why she hides this is a mystery, as is exactly how she got as smart as she is. When things start to go wrong Owl puts on a brave face and tries to work through it or at least keep her distress hidden. Unfortunately some things, or even many things all at once, will push her over the edge. When she loses her composure she falls into terrible fits of screaming that only get worse if she can't get away from the source. Around any other race but Hylians Owl is relaxed and friendly. She enjoys the company of others and sharing good times. She often seeks out pubs and inns claiming the best jokes, food, and stories can be found in such places. Card and board games are also a major draw for her. Part of that draw is proving how good she is at games. "Owl likes the funny faces stupid hylians make when they lose." Owl LOATHES strong perfume and many Hylian nobles use way too much of the hateful stuff. This is a sure recipe for Owl to get into a foul mood. "...... That was bad joke. You just write words, leave jokes to Owl. Stupid." Background: Owl was born a slightly a-typical Miniblin, under the proper Miniblin name of Uliulika (oo-lee-oo-lee-kah). The main things different about her being a less common fur color and a higher capacity for learning. Her early life was fairly normal for a Miniblin living among other Miniblins; rough housing, silliness, random little adventures. Learning to kill. To her credit Owl had little interest in learning how to fight and hunt beyond what was necessary. And when she realized she could just get others to do that stuff for her she dropped the practice entirely. Instead she poured her energy into one of her true passions: making 'blins laugh. This was a bit harder than one might expect but she stuck with it, refining her technique, and in time earned the right to call herself a comedian. She still claims this title but 'blin humor translates poorly for anyone who is not a Moblin. Or immature, crude, and childish. Owl also became fascinated by actually cooking a meal over stuffing raw ingredients into ones face. Her mother was a skilled cooker of food and was more than happy to teach her daughter how to transform a simple flavor into something truly memorable. Owls sensitive nose, raw talent, and love of good food served her well. In time she became an even better cook than she was comedian. It also helped that her father was a patient Miniblin with a rare talent for math. He was a good teacher,too, and owl was an even better student. She took what she learned from him and applied it to her recipes. Life was pretty good for Owl. But the good times never last and hers ended in a Hylian raid that left her parents and many others dead. The Miniblin youth were rounded up and taken away to some place in northern Hyrule. There are no official records of this raid and owl herself rarely mentions the event. What happened in the years following this she refuses to tell. (Open spoiler if you need to know) In her own words (Move your mouse to reveal the content) In her own words (open) In her own words (close) "Have you ever heard of the Miniblin Reformation Program? Of course you have not. No one has. No one but the poor souls forced into the program and the staff paid to run it. They are all dead now. Do you remember an incident here in the heart of the city a few years ago? A pack of Miniblin spilling out of a mansion with no warning or explanation? Everyone assumed they had sneaked inside, killed the lord and his staff. They were all slaughtered by the guard. People like to talk about that, how great the guards were, keeping everyone safe. The truth is we were taken there, stolen as children. And that was the last of us, driven mad or just desperate to get away. Cut down in the streets and everyone cheered... But we just..... wanted to get away. I-I will not speak of what happened to us in there. I cannot. Suffice to say we were tamed, educated, and civilized, one way or another. But that beast, lord Bartholomew... he was never truly interested in reforming Miniblin. Maybe at first he meant to try, but his heart was given to his inner demons in the end. We were all prey to his sickness. I was... I.... I do not believe anyone else survived. Just me. Sometimes I wish I had not." As no one knew Owl was taken and her home destroyed she went largely unnoticed when she resurfaced. The only thing anyone noticed at all was a lone Miniblin in northern Hyrule begging for spare food and rupees. No one knew what happened to her or the other Miniblin that were taken. And Owl knew that no one would care. Good riddance, they would surely say. What good were Moblins anyway?
