GENDER: Male
RACE: Elf (pure)
AGE: 25
ORIGIN: Windchaser's Veldt
CURRENTLY AT: Eight-of-Dreams Holt
SOUL NAME: Iss
SOUL NAME KNOWN BY: Only himself, so far
LIFEMATE: None
LOVEMATE(S): Popular with the maidens, no special lovemate as of yet. Prefers blondes!
FAMILY:
FRIENDS: Sweetwind, Nighteyes, Silverfox.
BONDBEAST: None.
PETS: None.
HAIR: Light brown, in long elf-locks (humans call'em dreadlocks).
EYES: Aqua
HEIGHT: 3 feet 10 inches
WEIGHT: 58 lbs
SKIN TONE: Copper
BUILD: Lean
CLOTHES:
JEWELRY: A choker made of turquoise beads.
EQUIPMENT: Atlatl, bundle of spears for ammunition, stone knife. He has a collection of hunks of turquoise, his favorite gemstone.
WEAPONS: He is skilled with the atlatl (spear thrower).
TALENT: Sending (average), animal bonding.
SKILLS: No-Berries is a good roper (maker of rope and twine) and net-weaver, and since arriving at the Holt has been learning basketweaving. He is a good hunter and is an asset to a hunting party, if they can keep him from turning the hunt into a big game of touch-me-touch-you!
SCAR(S):None.
MARKINGS: Rather large ears.
PERSONALITY: Friendly and outgoing. Gets along well with children and has a child-like love of games. Loves secrets, mysteries and surprises. Always ready for a romp or a game of hide-and-go-seek; he's not lazy but he takes longer than he ought to finish a project because he's easily distracted. He was raised on the veldt but is fascinated by the forest with its shadows and variety of life. He'll take any amount of ribbing about the size of his ears with good humor, but try to tell him that his weapon is clumsy or old-fashioned and you'll have a fight on your hands. (The atlatl was used in most stone age human cultures on Earth and was usually given up in favor of the more advanced weapon-plus-accelerator, the bow and arrow, as soon as the bow was invented.) His father, and his parents before him, used it and that's good enough for No-Berries. Besides, he applies it with it as much success as anyone else does with their bow or arrow-whip or sling; he really is proficient in its use. Silverfox is the only one who can get away with criticizing his chosen weapon, because her footbow is also based on the principal of chucking a spear, and because of their friendship.
HISTORY: Flake-Ears and Vinetreasure lived on the veldt with their swiftcat bondbeasts in the traditional manner of the Swiftrunner tribe. Vinetreasure is a wonderful food preparer whose specialty, and Flake-Ears' favorite, is dried flavored berries. Several turns after the death of their first child, Vinetreasure got pregnant. It was a difficult birth which occurred at the beginning of the berry season. Between caring for the newborn and recuperating, she had no energy for other chores until after the berry season was over. The family's stores of dried berries from the previous turn was already exhausted. Flake-Ears, taciturn to a fault, never expressed any regret at being deprived of his favorite treat until almost a full turn later, when the family met up with relatives (Vinetreasure's parents). Asked, "What do you think of your little son?" he answered only, "Hmph. No berries." The name stuck.
In No-Berries' twenty-fourth year, Flake-ears got bellyrot and died. Vinetreasure went mad with grief. In order to distract her, No-Berries decided that they should travel. After a turn of wandering, they found Eight-of-Dreams Holt.
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