Post by Promatera on Jun 22, 2011 1:55:56 GMT -5
((Well this was certainly fun. Took quite a bit of time, but I'm happy with the results. Please feel free to critique away every piece of advice you can offer will be useful as I am new. In advance, I apologize for making the darn profile so long. I went a little overboard here, but if need be I can shorten it.))
Name: Leander Rivereye
Gender: Male
Age: 18 Species: River Otter
Occupation: Redwall helper
Physical Appearance:
Leander is of average height with broad shoulders and a somewhat “v” shaped body; perfect for swimming. His fur is dark brown and at the back of his head it sticks out in a cowlick. His eyes are a gentle, pale blue much like a gentle river (hence the surname). Leander’s head is rounded while his neck is short and narrow. His ears are also small and are sometimes covered by his fur after leaving the water. However; his sleek body is matched with a long tail. One will usually find him looking sullen or lost in thought, but when he swims he can be found with a weak smile. While thinking he will occasionally chew on his long whiskers.
Clothing:
He sports a red tunic tied together with a spare chord from a habit and during the colder seasons he will also don a green cloak that covers most of his body, boots to protect his feet from the snow, and an extra under layer of stockings and undershirts.
Possessions:
The only possession important to him was a beautiful short sword that served as an heirloom in his family. When he escaped to the abbey his parents bestowed it upon him with promises they would see each other again. However; Leander came to dislike violence due to his childhood traumas and did not object when the abbey confiscated the weapon until he had come of age.
The short sword itself was well-crafted, cruciform sword with a sharp blade and a beautiful hilt. A shiny, red ruby was the centerpiece of the hilt, which was wrapped in sharkskin for grip.
Personality:
On the outside, Leander is a loner. Quiet and usually appearing to be lost in thought. He does not complain and has not since he was taken in by the abbey. Although he keeps to himself he is helpful to have around the abbey as he does any job available albeit with a vacant expression. If a beast were to talk to him he would seem to be almost surprised and would fumble speaking as he tries to come up with something to say. It is a comical site and it usually puts Leander on edge. As the abbey dwellers have come to learn, Leander has a very poor sense of humor, but it is exactly this quality that finds him at the receiving end of many pranks.
At the heart of this indifferent and quiet creature; however, lies a noble, but self-absorbed and sensitive beast. He enjoys helping other beasts out around the abbey, but though it warms his heart, he does it to avoid facing his own problems, which, exaggerated as they are, seem quite insurmountable to him. Leander is very easily distressed by little things such as forgetting to perform a part of his daily rituals. Well aware of his poor communication skills, he chooses to avoid most social situations when he can, though his work prevents him from avoiding them all. With so many things to worry about and what to do to avoid them, Leander has little mental faculty left to consider the thoughts and feelings of others to the point where he will become completely oblivious to everything around him and he spaces out, a state he is commonly seen in.
Despite his flaws, he maintains a moral code of his own design. As a dibbun at the abbey, Leander was inspired by the brothers and sisters of Redwall and their simple, but honest lifestyle. At a young age he promised to never harm another creature and to always lend a hand to other beasts. He internalized this and made it a habit to help others to the point of making a schedule. Although as he grew older he became less aware of those around him, his schedule still remained and so he willingly completes every job he internalized as a dibbun.
Strengths:
Leander is a very powerful swimmer and he needed to be in order to escape from the vermin raids. As a dibbun he practiced often before and after coming to the abbey because he loved it so much. In the water, Leander’s anxiety and problems are washed away with the waves.
As a result of the numerous pranks played on him by the other Redwallers, Leander grew very cautious. Though it kept him from trusting and connecting with others easily, it allowed Leander to avoid many pranks.
Weaknesses:
As a result of the vermin raid as a dibbun and the influence of the abbey dwellers, Leander grew to despise violence, those who seek it, and weapons. In any violent situation, Leander would rather make it a point to escape at all costs rather than fight.
Stemming from his violence aversion is hemophobia. At the first sight of blood Leander finds himself dizzy or feeling ill.
Being always on edge, Leander has a sort of generalized anxiety disorder. This prevents him from being able to relax and keeps him in an almost perpetual state of worry. Being very taxing on his health he follows a strict daily routine to avoid too much stress.
History:
Leander was born to Andrei and Aridanae Rivereye. Although an only pup, his family belonged to a tribe of otters so he had no shortage of playmates as a babe. For the first few years of his life, Leander and his family traveled along with the tribe following the rivers through Mossflower. Every Summer, around his birthday, the tribe would arrive at Redwall Abbey and join in on some of the Summer festivities. Though there were plenty of dibbuns to play with, Leander usually kept to himself and his family. Shortly after his third year he finally learned to swim and loved every moment of it. Wherever there was water he would be found playing in it. By the time he was five he no longer needed to be watched as he swam for he was already and adept swimmer.
His peaceful and nomadic life continued until on the eve of his eighth birthday the tribe was raided by vermin. He had seen vermin before, but they normally never bothered the tribe and even if they did the situation was quickly handled by their mighty leader. This raid; however, was far more than he could handle and they were caught by surprise in the middle of the night as they slept in their camp by the river.
Leander had a rude awakening as he and his family awoke to screams of horror and pain throughout the camp. Immediately his parents jumped to their paws. Andrei grabbed a javelin and told Aridanae to take Leander and leave for Redwall, which was not much further from the camp. Andrei left the tent and tried to help the other otters fend off the raiding vermin. Aridanae and Leander slipped out behind him and tried to break for the river, but before they could reach it a pair of vermin archers guarding the river’s edge caught sight of them and opened fire. Leander was grazed by an arrow, but his mother was struck in the arm.
His mother screamed in agony and stopped. Seeing his mother suffering, Leander stopped as well and was horrified by the sight of his mother’s wound. As she began to bleed the sight of his mother injured, put him in shock. For as long as he lived he would never forget the sight of her in pain. Aridanae forgot her pain and commanded her son to continue escaping without her, but he would not move.
Meanwhile the vermin archers that had fired at them were raising their bows once more. Quick as lightning, Andrei arrived on the scene and ran the vermin through with the javelin. He arrived as fast as he could once he heard his wife’s scream. He was then spotted by other vermin; however, and they soon began to charge towards him. Knowing his family was still in peril, Andrei charged towards them and managed to divert the vermin away from his family.
Aridanae was still in pain, but the pain of leaving either her husband or pup was even greater. She took a deep breath and covered her wound with her uninjured arm as she noticed Leander staring at it in fear. She then quickly removed the short sword she had been carrying and thrust it into Leander’s paws. She then asked her son if he knew the way to Redwall just in case anything happened to her. His vacant expression left from his face, but instead fear and sadness replaced it. He shook his head slowly, but then replied he may remember some of it.
Relieved by this, Aridanae told her son that this was the River Moss and if he followed it he would arrive at Redwall Abbey in no time. She then added in a darker tone that if any beast should try to hurt him that he should use the blade she gave to him. The blade, she promised, would keep him safe until she or Andrei returned to him. Aridanae grabbed her son’s hand and was taking him to the water when she was struck with another arrow in the back. She grunted in pain, she could no longer continue alongside her son. Her son’s life would be in peril if he stayed any longer so she took him in a loving embrace before throwing him into the River Moss commanding him to follow the river.
Once in the water, Leander was caught in the river’s current and he snapped out of his state of shock. For the rest of the night Leander followed the river’s current, emerging from beneath the water only to catch his breath. Slowly the longest hours of the night ended and sun began to shine once more. As he surfaced he could see the outline of Redwall abbey in the distance above the trees.
When he reached the gate, the tired, young otter was immediately brought in for examining and put to bed. Once he awoke he related his tale to the Redwallers, who formed a search party to find his tribe. Unfortunately not a trace of the vermin or otter tribe was found. Leander was immediately taken in by the abbey when this was discovered and many assumed the worst. However, Leander remained confident that one day his parents would return to him.
Though, as time passed, this confidence gave way to doubts. Eventually he promised himself that once he came of age, if his parents had still not returned he would search for them. Time continued to pass and that day, to Leander’s surprise, eventually came. At this realization his resolution turned to dread and his conviction collapsed beneath him. How could he bring himself to leave his home?
Relationships:
Andrei Rivereye, Leander’s father, was a very noble and upright otter to those who knew him, but he was always very rash. The last Leander saw of him was when he rushed off to distract the vermin attacking his camp and to keep them away from his family.
Aridanae Rivereye, Leander’s mother, was a headstrong otter whose priority is to the family. She always doted on Leander. The last Leander saw of her was when she tossed him into the River Moss.
Plot-wise: At this point, Leander has come of age and the short sword he gave up as a child to live at the abbey has been returned. However; in order to actually get out of Redwall it will take some coaxing, but in an ironic twist he could join the Moss Guard in hopes of coming across his parents. Although he would make a terrible soldier in the state he is in.
Name: Leander Rivereye
Gender: Male
Age: 18 Species: River Otter
Occupation: Redwall helper
Physical Appearance:
Leander is of average height with broad shoulders and a somewhat “v” shaped body; perfect for swimming. His fur is dark brown and at the back of his head it sticks out in a cowlick. His eyes are a gentle, pale blue much like a gentle river (hence the surname). Leander’s head is rounded while his neck is short and narrow. His ears are also small and are sometimes covered by his fur after leaving the water. However; his sleek body is matched with a long tail. One will usually find him looking sullen or lost in thought, but when he swims he can be found with a weak smile. While thinking he will occasionally chew on his long whiskers.
Clothing:
He sports a red tunic tied together with a spare chord from a habit and during the colder seasons he will also don a green cloak that covers most of his body, boots to protect his feet from the snow, and an extra under layer of stockings and undershirts.
Possessions:
The only possession important to him was a beautiful short sword that served as an heirloom in his family. When he escaped to the abbey his parents bestowed it upon him with promises they would see each other again. However; Leander came to dislike violence due to his childhood traumas and did not object when the abbey confiscated the weapon until he had come of age.
The short sword itself was well-crafted, cruciform sword with a sharp blade and a beautiful hilt. A shiny, red ruby was the centerpiece of the hilt, which was wrapped in sharkskin for grip.
Personality:
On the outside, Leander is a loner. Quiet and usually appearing to be lost in thought. He does not complain and has not since he was taken in by the abbey. Although he keeps to himself he is helpful to have around the abbey as he does any job available albeit with a vacant expression. If a beast were to talk to him he would seem to be almost surprised and would fumble speaking as he tries to come up with something to say. It is a comical site and it usually puts Leander on edge. As the abbey dwellers have come to learn, Leander has a very poor sense of humor, but it is exactly this quality that finds him at the receiving end of many pranks.
At the heart of this indifferent and quiet creature; however, lies a noble, but self-absorbed and sensitive beast. He enjoys helping other beasts out around the abbey, but though it warms his heart, he does it to avoid facing his own problems, which, exaggerated as they are, seem quite insurmountable to him. Leander is very easily distressed by little things such as forgetting to perform a part of his daily rituals. Well aware of his poor communication skills, he chooses to avoid most social situations when he can, though his work prevents him from avoiding them all. With so many things to worry about and what to do to avoid them, Leander has little mental faculty left to consider the thoughts and feelings of others to the point where he will become completely oblivious to everything around him and he spaces out, a state he is commonly seen in.
Despite his flaws, he maintains a moral code of his own design. As a dibbun at the abbey, Leander was inspired by the brothers and sisters of Redwall and their simple, but honest lifestyle. At a young age he promised to never harm another creature and to always lend a hand to other beasts. He internalized this and made it a habit to help others to the point of making a schedule. Although as he grew older he became less aware of those around him, his schedule still remained and so he willingly completes every job he internalized as a dibbun.
Strengths:
Leander is a very powerful swimmer and he needed to be in order to escape from the vermin raids. As a dibbun he practiced often before and after coming to the abbey because he loved it so much. In the water, Leander’s anxiety and problems are washed away with the waves.
As a result of the numerous pranks played on him by the other Redwallers, Leander grew very cautious. Though it kept him from trusting and connecting with others easily, it allowed Leander to avoid many pranks.
Weaknesses:
As a result of the vermin raid as a dibbun and the influence of the abbey dwellers, Leander grew to despise violence, those who seek it, and weapons. In any violent situation, Leander would rather make it a point to escape at all costs rather than fight.
Stemming from his violence aversion is hemophobia. At the first sight of blood Leander finds himself dizzy or feeling ill.
Being always on edge, Leander has a sort of generalized anxiety disorder. This prevents him from being able to relax and keeps him in an almost perpetual state of worry. Being very taxing on his health he follows a strict daily routine to avoid too much stress.
History:
Leander was born to Andrei and Aridanae Rivereye. Although an only pup, his family belonged to a tribe of otters so he had no shortage of playmates as a babe. For the first few years of his life, Leander and his family traveled along with the tribe following the rivers through Mossflower. Every Summer, around his birthday, the tribe would arrive at Redwall Abbey and join in on some of the Summer festivities. Though there were plenty of dibbuns to play with, Leander usually kept to himself and his family. Shortly after his third year he finally learned to swim and loved every moment of it. Wherever there was water he would be found playing in it. By the time he was five he no longer needed to be watched as he swam for he was already and adept swimmer.
His peaceful and nomadic life continued until on the eve of his eighth birthday the tribe was raided by vermin. He had seen vermin before, but they normally never bothered the tribe and even if they did the situation was quickly handled by their mighty leader. This raid; however, was far more than he could handle and they were caught by surprise in the middle of the night as they slept in their camp by the river.
Leander had a rude awakening as he and his family awoke to screams of horror and pain throughout the camp. Immediately his parents jumped to their paws. Andrei grabbed a javelin and told Aridanae to take Leander and leave for Redwall, which was not much further from the camp. Andrei left the tent and tried to help the other otters fend off the raiding vermin. Aridanae and Leander slipped out behind him and tried to break for the river, but before they could reach it a pair of vermin archers guarding the river’s edge caught sight of them and opened fire. Leander was grazed by an arrow, but his mother was struck in the arm.
His mother screamed in agony and stopped. Seeing his mother suffering, Leander stopped as well and was horrified by the sight of his mother’s wound. As she began to bleed the sight of his mother injured, put him in shock. For as long as he lived he would never forget the sight of her in pain. Aridanae forgot her pain and commanded her son to continue escaping without her, but he would not move.
Meanwhile the vermin archers that had fired at them were raising their bows once more. Quick as lightning, Andrei arrived on the scene and ran the vermin through with the javelin. He arrived as fast as he could once he heard his wife’s scream. He was then spotted by other vermin; however, and they soon began to charge towards him. Knowing his family was still in peril, Andrei charged towards them and managed to divert the vermin away from his family.
Aridanae was still in pain, but the pain of leaving either her husband or pup was even greater. She took a deep breath and covered her wound with her uninjured arm as she noticed Leander staring at it in fear. She then quickly removed the short sword she had been carrying and thrust it into Leander’s paws. She then asked her son if he knew the way to Redwall just in case anything happened to her. His vacant expression left from his face, but instead fear and sadness replaced it. He shook his head slowly, but then replied he may remember some of it.
Relieved by this, Aridanae told her son that this was the River Moss and if he followed it he would arrive at Redwall Abbey in no time. She then added in a darker tone that if any beast should try to hurt him that he should use the blade she gave to him. The blade, she promised, would keep him safe until she or Andrei returned to him. Aridanae grabbed her son’s hand and was taking him to the water when she was struck with another arrow in the back. She grunted in pain, she could no longer continue alongside her son. Her son’s life would be in peril if he stayed any longer so she took him in a loving embrace before throwing him into the River Moss commanding him to follow the river.
Once in the water, Leander was caught in the river’s current and he snapped out of his state of shock. For the rest of the night Leander followed the river’s current, emerging from beneath the water only to catch his breath. Slowly the longest hours of the night ended and sun began to shine once more. As he surfaced he could see the outline of Redwall abbey in the distance above the trees.
When he reached the gate, the tired, young otter was immediately brought in for examining and put to bed. Once he awoke he related his tale to the Redwallers, who formed a search party to find his tribe. Unfortunately not a trace of the vermin or otter tribe was found. Leander was immediately taken in by the abbey when this was discovered and many assumed the worst. However, Leander remained confident that one day his parents would return to him.
Though, as time passed, this confidence gave way to doubts. Eventually he promised himself that once he came of age, if his parents had still not returned he would search for them. Time continued to pass and that day, to Leander’s surprise, eventually came. At this realization his resolution turned to dread and his conviction collapsed beneath him. How could he bring himself to leave his home?
Relationships:
Andrei Rivereye, Leander’s father, was a very noble and upright otter to those who knew him, but he was always very rash. The last Leander saw of him was when he rushed off to distract the vermin attacking his camp and to keep them away from his family.
Aridanae Rivereye, Leander’s mother, was a headstrong otter whose priority is to the family. She always doted on Leander. The last Leander saw of her was when she tossed him into the River Moss.
Plot-wise: At this point, Leander has come of age and the short sword he gave up as a child to live at the abbey has been returned. However; in order to actually get out of Redwall it will take some coaxing, but in an ironic twist he could join the Moss Guard in hopes of coming across his parents. Although he would make a terrible soldier in the state he is in.
