Alive Clover Featherfoot

HayCrow

Member
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KEY INFORMATION
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Name
Clover Featherfoot
Alias
N/A
Age
24 years old
Gender
Female
Race
Avian Shifter (Crow)
Profession
Maid of House Rein
Part-time Odd Jobber
Sexuality
Male lean, but any
Marital Status
Single 🙁

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PHYSIOLOGY
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Appearance

Warm skinned brunette, quite energetic and fidgety. Rather short for a shifter, and very lean. Dark feathered ear tufts replace her ears, yet grow long akin to elf ears. Her eyes are a deep crimson red, yet full of light and whimsy. She always has a bright smile and a brighter attitude. Small wings and a feathery tuft of a tail are present on her back and behind, both the same dark hue crows are known for. She likes to wear light, flowing clothing, and loves ribbons.
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Height
4'9" (145cm)
Dominant Hand
Right
Weight
140lbs
Scars & Tattoos
Scarred feet from stepping on debris in the street as a kid.

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QUALITIES
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Known Languages
Common
Beastspeech


Strengths
  • Extremely perceptive, with powerful eyes and ears.
  • Charismatic and friendly, really good with negotiation.
  • Puts her friends first.
  • Determination and devotion are some of her strongest traits.
  • Full of hope, sometimes to a naive degree.
Weaknesses
  • Zero combat skills.
  • Very cowardly, easily scared.
  • Ashamed of her shortcomings, can be harsh on herself
  • Extreme attachment issues from being orphaned.
  • The whimsy is a coping mechanism. It is a mask to her true face.
  • Extremely fearful of cages and loud, sudden noises.

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COMBAT
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Pacifist
Has never fought a day in her life, and is rather cowardly at confrontation.

She’s, well… got no skills. She’s good at running away, that’s it.
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ETHICS & MOTIVATIONS
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Personality
Extremely optimistic, to a naive degree. She can be overly passionate when devoted to a goal or ideal, devoted to the mentality of doing the best job she can. She often talks in a casual, non-formal fashion, even to people of significant rank. She's a silly, friendly, often over-the-top shifter, especially in comparison to the environment she grew up in. She does have a strong belief in justice as a byproduct of her youth, believing in a world where no one has to struggle to eat or sleep comfortably. She cannot sit still when seeing injustice, and often charges into situations without considering the consequences. To shield others may come at the expense of herself, but she believes that actions of altruism will be what carves a better future for everyone.
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Alignment
˚₊‧꒰ა Chaotic Good ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
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Religious Values
As a shifter, she quickly learned that Faith was not on the table for her. However, due to her naive outlook, she believes that the Gods, in some form, misunderstand Shifters. That Shifters could become powerful followers, if only given the chance. She does not see herself as some "fated hero" to change the mind of the Gods, but does believe that if society was kinder, one would appear, who would even the playing field for all people. That faith would not be exclusive to your birth, but something all can find comfort in.
Until then, she would put in her faith not in a particular god, but all of them, and in the future.

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Goals
To build a happy future, for herself and everyone she cares for
To regularly eat tasty, cooked food
To have her own shop and home
To have many, many friends
To be brave, and valiant like the heroes and knights she looks up to
To maybe find a really handsome spouse, she’s not blushing, you are!

To do what she failed once to do.

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BONUS GALLERY
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Clover’s crow form with her delivery harness and satchel for packages and mail.
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Clover’s crow form with her favourite ribbon.
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RELATIONSHIPS
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Deart
⋆ One of the Strongest Warriors in the Realm, as Mondas claims. ⋆
While he denies the claim Mondas made, his kindness is truly strong. He fusses over me, perhaps because he and Mondas had found me near withered away. I am eternally grateful to him for housing me until my strength returned. I hope we can continue to grow close, as he is one of my dearest friends.
I feel bad that I continue to mispronounce his name as Dirt, and hope I can make up for that.
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Mondas
⋆ Claims himself ‘One of the Strongest Warriors in the Realm’ ⋆
A man who helped me onto my feet when I was at a very low point. I likely was close to perishing, but his kindness saved me. His many years make him a very wise man, and I hope to learn from him. Perhaps his bravery can rub off onto me.
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Veronica Ruthven
⋆ Graveyard Lurker? ⋆
At first, I was upset how easily she found ways to tease me.
However, I am extremely grateful to call her my friend. Sometimes she concerns me, sure, but she seems very strong, very determined. She confronted a ghost head on! She wishes for me to fight, and while I still hold some reservations, I trust her. She has learned a part of me that I wish did not exist.
I wonder what secrets she holds in turn?
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Sir Ander Rein
⋆ My employer, the Head of House Rein. ⋆
A brave, strong man. He reminds me of the many stories I heard as a fledgeling, of brave knights and warriors who brought peace to all around them. I feel a little timid around him, admittedly, as I do not know yet how I stand in his eyes. He insists I work too hard, but I believe that my work will reflect that I wish to prove myself to him. I see him as someone I can confidently turn to in times of need, and I hope he thinks kind of me. His tender attitude around Miss Lumen is very endearing, very sweet. He is a wonderful employer.
He smells of sea salt regularly, though.
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Miss Lumen Acura
⋆ My favourite co-worker, and my supervisor. ⋆
Miss Lumen is.. Wonderful. She inspires me greatly. I was intimidated by her at first, but that is not a bad thing. She has a strong sense of purpose, and always seems to have control over the situation. She may chastise my handwriting, but I respect her dearly. I understand entirely why Sir Ander speaks so highly of her.
⋆ I think a small part of my heart feels more than just respect, but I know it is not necessarily love. It feels more like she is someone I wish I could become. Powerful, respectable, secure. She inspires me. Besides, I know where her heart lies, and I am joyful for her. Maybe even envious. My admiration may not fade, but I shall turn it into the determination to be someone she can look to for aid, too.
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Mister Raethor
⋆ An extremely hard worker. ⋆
He is fiercely dedicated to his work. I cross paths with him often as I go about my duties, and he is always planning something to forge, or working at those plans. I hope to speak with him more! He seems like a wonderful person. Maybe we both need a break from being hard workers. I heard he likes the tavern.
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Miss Victoria Ducat
⋆ The Duchess, I didn’t know how pretty she was. ⋆
I feel ashamed my lack of knowledge of the noble classes was revealed so bluntly.
Still, she is a very beautiful woman. My heart fluttered as she leaned against me. I feel embarrassed, knowing that someone like her would likely laugh at me for these feelings. She has very good taste in smokeleaf.
⋆ I hope, if she does not mind what I am, we can become friends. She seems very wise, and maybe even kind. I really do hope to be closer.
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Raum
⋆ A questionable doctor. ⋆
Despite being a fellow corvidae shifter, he scares me.
I do not trust his benevolent doctor appearance.
His scent reminds me of carrion, like something rotten and festering to the core.
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Eira Ironwood
⋆ Thunder Bringer. ⋆
She seems very kind, if rather aloof. Much like myself, perhaps!
I hope we can become better friends! They say lightning strikes when she appears, and to me, that is nothing but amazing. She must be an incredible person.
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Phillip Dewitt [NPC]
Hate.
Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I last saw you. There are countless memories you have become a spectre within. If the word 'hate' was engraved in each and every nightmare, every shadow that I fear is you, every voice that sounds like your prideful tongue, every tainted memory that was once full of joy, it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel. For you.
Hate.
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Wisteria [NPC]
⋆ I’m so sorry. ⋆

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