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Linta s'est cognée la tête à Indigo, levant un sourcil. "Mais je n'ai rien coupé..." Elle s'est effondrée, un peu confuse. Mais on dirait que Indigo a été amusé, donc ça n'a pas dû être si mal.
Rapidement désintéressée, Linta regarda autour de la pièce avec des mouvements rapides, branlants, ressemblant davantage à la chouette qu'elle sentait. Parfois, sa tête tournait plutôt loin dans ses observations, ce qui la rendait probablement plutôt effrayante pour les autres. Une fois qu'elle a eu une bonne sensation pour son environnement, cependant, son accent s'est tourné vers les gens. La "Harp", qu'elle croyait être la personne imposante avec tous les accompagnateurs, ne lui intéressait guère. En fait, pour le moment, elle ne s'intéressait qu'à la fille aux ailes. Linda la fixa ouvertement, prenant dans ses ailes et ses traits humains, la façon dont elle s'assit et la façon dont elle murmurait avec enthousiasme. Le regard de sa chouette semblait passer à travers elle, d'immenses yeux dorés bruns larges avec intérêt. Celui qui ressemblait à un icicle avait remarqué qu'il y avait trois nouveaux Ferens, et la logique a dit que celui-ci devait être l'un d'entre eux. Mais elle a eu du mal à croire. Cette fille ressemblait à un humain portant des ailes sur son dos, et chaque oiseau que Feren Linta avait jamais vu était plus d'oiseau que d'humain. Comment quelqu'un pourrait-il être la même chose et avoir l'air si différent?
Peu importe. Même Linta pouvait voir que quelque chose d'important allait arriver, et donc elle s'est installée, attendant respectueusement ce qui arriverait.
Name: Linta
Age: 19
Race: Feren (barn owl). Linta, like her animal counterpart, has superb eyesight (both at night and during the day, although it's better in low light) and incredible hearing. Also, thanks to the structure of her feathers, her movements are almost completely silent, save for the sounds of whatever she's stepping on. Lastly, at will Linta can vocalize like a barn owl would, the most common sound used being a piercing shriek that's ear-shattering at close range. (Note, not actually going to make ears bleed, just very loud.)
Nationality: Sky Dweller of Tengu Island
Role: Scout/Hunter/Healer thing (she's versatile alrighty?)
Font: Ghost. Linta is able to make herself and any objects she’s touching physically intangible for a very short period of time. This means that physical objects, including people, will go through her as if she were a hologram. However, it’s a double-edged sword, as while nothing can hit her, she also can’t hit anything while using this font. As a result, she tends to only use it in very short bursts to avoid as many blows as possible and also land as many hits as possible. Of course, no one is perfect, and sometimes the ratios just don’t work out. When using her font, she appears somewhat transparent.
Colour: Gray
Appearance: Linta stands at about 5'5 and weighs remarkably little (about 80-85lbs) however looks as healthy as the next slim person. This can be attributed to her hollow bones, allowing her to fly. Her body greatly resembles that of a bird, with large, four-toed and taloned feet, near-identical (albeit much larger) to a real owl's. Her face is mostly human, save for the noticeably large, golden eyes and her ability to turn her head further than any human would dare. Downy white feathers grow beneath her long white hair, and some longer, coloured feathers protrude from it as well. In her hair Linta wears a long blue, black and white feather, tied to a strand of hair by a leather cord sealed with tree resin. It is a memory of her brother, and a constant reminder of the resolve that sent her to Echo in the first place.
Her body’s structure is comparable to that of a mythical Harpy. Where arms would be, Linta has wings with a total wingspan of almost 20 feet (each wing measuring about 9 feet with about 2 feet of shoulder space between them). At the pinion joint of these wings (the joint where the flesh and bone end and the flight feathers extend) three digits, two spindly fingers and a skinny thumb. These are remnants of what were once hands in her human ancestors, and she almost never used them until coming to Echo, choosing to keep them tucked under her feathers.
Her legs are a meld of human and bird, being muscular and humanoid until the mid calf, where her leg bends backward at a second knee and becomes far more birdlike, ending in those large taloned feet. She stands with her knees bent to allow for her lower legs. Stemming from her tailbone is a tail, her tail feathers making up most of its length. It is long enough to brush the ground when not held properly and fans out to a width of about 6 feet.
The colouring of Linta’s feathers is exactly that of a real barn owl’s. Her back, the outside of her tail feathers and the outside of her wings are a doppled golden brown with silver speckles and darker brown and grey streaks along her longer feathers. The underside of her wings and tail feathers, and the downy feathers covering her legs and much of her belly, are snowy white with occasional silver spots.
Weapon: Linta's weapons are a pair of bladed gauntlets worn over her talons. They feature 30cm curved obsidian blades, resembling and elongating the shape of her own natural talons. These blades are a deep, doppled black with a mirror shine and a blade sharp enough to cut through flesh like butter. The blades fit over her talons when extended, and can retract into a portion of the gauntlet attached to the lower leg so as not to dull the blades from walking. They can be extended with a certain movement of her feet. The gauntlets are held together with leather srips and reinforced with metal (especially on the bottoms of her feet to protect her flesh from blades).
(for those who’ve seen the Guardians of Ga’hoole movie, they greatly resemble the 'gloves' those owls wear. Yes, I am a dreadful nerd, I’m not sorry)
Personality: Linta, being more bird than human, acts a lot more feral than many Feren. While her time with Echo has taught her how to interact a bit better with 'normal' people, she still behaves a lot like an owl. She's mostly nocturnal, quite quiet and pensive, and always says exactly what she means. She finds the 'riddles' used in everyday speech to be entirely meaningless and inconvenient. To a 'normal' person, she'd probably be seen as cold and a little heartless, but this is not the case. She is simply blunt and tough, expecting toughness from others. While she is versed in field healing, she isn't a coddler; she'll tell you something will hurt like hell, and won't pity you when it does. Regardless of how she comes off, she is not cruel. Quite the opposite, in fact. When she needs to kill something, she will do it quickly, both out of respect and to make less of a fuss. Luckily, when the dirty work is done with, Linta is actually quite nice company, assuming you don't piss her off and encur her righteous ire.
Background: Linta was born a Sky Dweller, one of the three major tribes on the island of Tengu. She was born to a red-tailed hawk-melded Feren (her mother) and a golden eagle-melded Feren (her father). They loved her and taught her everything she needed to know, and six years later, she was followed by a younger brother, a blue jay-melded Feren named Mach. For many years they lived happily, Linta having grown up with a happy family and growing close to her friend and pseudo-sister Indigo, a Halfling tiger Feren who’d joined their tribe when she was an infant. When Linta was ten, Indigo’s distant mother died, and Indigo herself was fully adopted into Linta’s family.
For eight more years they lived happily together, learning from each other and from the tribe. Linta became a deadly hunter, using her natural silence to her advantage. She also learned some healing techniques from the Tree Dwellers below, having developed a knack for sealing wounds nearly as well as inflicting them. She’d been growing into a skilled young woman and valued addition to the tribe when a threat they’d never dealt with plagued the island. A flock of demonic, birdlike creatures, a practical mockery of the Sky Dwellers which she would later learn were category 0, 1 and 2 Lost, set their wretched sights on the inhabitants of Tengu. In little more than a day they ravaged the tribes, killing, maiming or outright carrying away many members of the Sky Dwellers. The other two Tengu tribes had their losses as well, but none so many as the Ske Dwellers, who’s home high in the canopy made them easy targets, despite most of them trying to fly away. In the chaos, Linta's parents took to the sky with their weapons in an effort to fight off the Lost. they told Linta to take Mach to a safe place on an island nearby. However, in the chaos Linta got separated from her brother. She searched through the fight in a sick panic, but the only sign she ever found of him was found days later, in the form of a cluster of bloody blue feathers in a thicket of branches, days after the Lost had been fended off.
In the year after the incident, life never returned to normal. Linta did not think it ever would. Her guilt at letting Mach out of her sight consumed her, and had her either out in the field hacking up anything that moved or in her den, secluding herself in her grief and self hatred. Even worse, her parents, who had helped fight off the Lost, never looked at Linta the same way again. They grieved Mach for months, all but ignoring everything and everyone else. While they tried not to throw their blame at their daughter, in the backs of their minds knawed the thought that if not for her, their son may be alive would drive them away from Linta.
Eventually, enough was enough. Linta refused to let herself wallow in self pity for any longer, and she and Indigo set off to join Echo and exact their revenge on the demons who had torn their lives to shreds.