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This is set in a fantasy/medieval world, where one character from a modern world gets transported to this world with unfamiliar creatures, plants, and such. A native takes them in and offers to help them get home.

It's pretty basic, but it's done! :)

Name:
Azrael Aquila

Nickname:
Azer, Goldie, and possibly Feathers

Age:
Human years- 40ish, Avian years- 18

Species:
Avian, Golden Eagle hybrid

Gender:
Male

Physical Description:
Azer is tall and lean, his wingspan is probably a little larger than 15 ft wide. His hair is light brown almost matching his wings and his skin is slightly tan from working in the sun and flying. His eyes are brown, with gold flecks.

Personality:
Azer is quite reserved around others and keeps to himself, making it hard for him to make connections with others at times. He tends to be awkward when he does try to make friends, but gets attached easily even if he doesn't trust that person completely. After opening up he's a bit different, he's talkative and a little clingy at times. He tries his best to be thoughtful and kind at all times, but makes the occasional sarcastic comment. He does have a few birb like habits, like preferring to make a 'nest' to sleep in, preen his wings and others’ hair, and making birb noises

Strengths:
He can fly- uhh I meant he’s caring. He's fast and has the general knowledge of quite a few weapons.

Weaknesses:
He doubts himself a lot and has trust issues. He's not very strong physically for an avian and most likely would lose a fight if it was strength based.

It looks great! Mines probably similar lol

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Age: 18

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Species: Just a human :)

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Personality:

A quick witted woman, who enjoys meeting new people. She's pretty good at connecting with others, as she is good at finding things in common. Despite this, she is a fan of her alone time, especially when that's combined with a good book! A walk in nature with some ear pods in, also suits her tastes. She has a warm heart and a sweet personality, but has quite the sharp tounge as well

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Appearance:

She has warm brown hair that falls almost halfway down her back. It usually isn't tangled since she tries to be diligent with brushing it. It wouldn't be perfectly straight, curling a little in the front. She has hazel eyes with flecks of green, and seemed to be pretty fit. She has a lean, curved body, and stands at a 5'6'' in height. Almost right on average.

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Strengths:

-Good at getting people to like her

-Stubborn, doesn't tend to give up

-Always hopeful things will work out

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Weaknesses:

-Trusts too easily

-Claustrophobic

-Stuborn again, she thinks she's right when she's not

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Likes:

-Good cheesecake

-Books

-The calm of nature

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Dislikes:

-Annoying little kids who scream too much

-Most cheeses (Yeah, scandalous, ik)

-Math

The hot wind blew by Akari's face, bringing with it the tempting smell of fast food. She was on her way to her part time job, and that route involved walking straight through a local festival today. The park was filled with bustling vendors, selling everything from chapstick, to ice cream, and even souvenirs, though that doesn't make sense, it's a small town.

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With a sigh she kept going, refusing to get distracted by all the great smells. She already ate her lunch after all, if she wanted to start eating healthier she couldn't buy any of that, at least for today. A ping sounded from her pocket, and she pulled out her phone. There was a text from a friend about hanging out soon, and apparently something she completely missed from her boss.

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With a few taps she opened both of them, quickly responding to the first, then moving into her boss's "Shit" she muttered after reading what she had sent. Apparently Akari had to be there 30 minutes early. It was sent this morning, but in the rush she somehow never read it. A quick glance at the time told her she had to really pick up the pase to make it. She started to run, checking her watch as she went. It was going to be close, and her boss was really strict on the time her employees got there.

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Rounding a corner, her ears were suddenly filled with a high pitched sound, that pierced through the quiet, stopping her in her tracks. Gritting her teeth she tried to cover her ears, but to no avail. If anything, it just got lounder. On top of that her vision started to get blurrier, and blurrier, making her feel dizzy. Suddenly it went black as she crumpled to the ground unconscious.

Azrael was wandering through the forest that surrounded his home, poking around for some herbs and wild berries to bring home with him. He enjoyed the sound of the birds chirping in the trees as they fluttered from branch to branch above him in the trees that towered above. Too bad his wings were so big that they would catch on every stray twig if he tried that in the dense patch of woods.

Azer continued down the wooded path until reaching the area he had wanted and stepping off the packed dirt. Occupied by searching the clearing he’d entered for the wild onions that he knew grew in that area, he failed to notice the world around him grow quiet, too engrossed in looking for the ingredient for stew.

After finding and harvesting the plant he stood finally noticing the unnatural silence. There was no longer the scurrying of the small creatures that hid in the leaves nor the earlier trills of birds, causing his nerves to rise. It was never a good sign of the forest to be that quiet, normally meaning that a large storm or particularly nasty predator was near.

So was it really that unreasonable for Azer to cut his scavenging time short and go home now? He didn’t think so and there was no one to judge him for it anyways.

As he returned to the path and started his walk back to his clearing he kept an eye on the trees, watching. But although the forest stayed silent, there was no sign of a disturbance or threat, making Azer almost more jumpy, ruffling his wings as unease ran through him.

In all his nervousness he completely forgot to look where he’s actually going and trips over something, flaring his wings as he tries to catch himself.

Akari seemed to drift in and out of unconsciousness, various colors and sounds flashing and moving around her. She couldn't tell at all how much time had past between each, and definitely couldn't understand what was happening. It felt almost like she was moving... but not. As if she ran a hundred miles without moving an inch. It seemed to go on forever. Sometimes suspended in complete darkness for who knows how long.

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Suddenly she felt jostled awake. Eyes flinging open, she jumped to her feet, then promptly fell down again. Her vision was blurred and she had a pounding headache that felt like her head was splitting in two. She could barely focus on anything, all the images pouring into her brain was too much. Alari attempted to see what has woken her, but from the little information she could actually process, there was no one around. To her relief at least the world around her seemed to be quiet, not even the chirping of birds. After lying there trying to look around a bit more, she eventually gave up at let herself slip back into unconsciousness.

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She eventually woke back up. It felt like she had slept for hours, but too much time couldn't have passed since the sun was barely any lower in the sky. With a groan she felt her head. To her surprise it felt normal from the outside, not a bump where she could have been knocked out. The headache was much better, so she finally tried to see where exactly she was. It appeared to be a clearing in some forest. How on the world did she get here? She felt like she should be concerned by the quiet, but right now she was just grateful.

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Biting her lip, with a hand on the trunk of a nearby tree, she slowly got to her feet, still clutching her head. She began a staggered walk towards what she hoped was civilization. All of the forests around Hillsworth were surrounded with tons of road, and after probably just a mile, she could find one and flag down a car. She started to feel woozy, so she hunched over, sitting on the ground, trying to regain her balance. Suddenly some kind of giant bird slammed into her, toppling her all the way to the ground. Something fell from its... hands?

“Skies above!” Azer cried, catching himself from falling but dropping the wild onions in his flailing. He quickly righted himself, tucking his wings back to their resting position and crouching down to pick the roots back up.

Brushing the dirt from the onions he turned to see what he had tripped over, slightly surprised to find a female being that looked quite a bit like an elf, but a bit shorter with rounded ears and dressed oddly. Perhaps it was a young elf that had been doing a design project or something, who was he to know? He didn’t see many elves since his visits to the local village and market were few and far between.

Azer glanced around and checked for any other beings nearby, but didn’t notice anyone. That didn’t make sense if this was a young elf here, why would she be traveling alone? She should be with her parents or some other guardian with her, not by herself in the woods especially if she wasn’t familiar with the area.

“Hello there,” He said, slightly unsure of how best to talk to the girl. “Do you need a hand up?”

She quickly tried to shield her head as some round objects fell out of the strange persons's hands. They kind of reminded her of onions, but she wasn't too sure. Why would someone have onions in the woods? She rubbed her head, but for some reason her headache was better, not worse. She turned her attention back towards the stranger, and started to gape. She was pretty sure she was hallucinating because the man had wings sprouting right out of his back. They looked so realistic that there was no way it could be a costume. This couldn't be real.

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After finally realizing this was all fake, probably because of some hidden concussion, she ignored what he said and slowly got to her feet again. "Go away, you're not real. I know you aren't, you're going to dissapear if I concentrate hard enough," she spoke out loud to herself, almost mentally willing him to be gone. She didn't know much about concussions, but she hoped that this would work somehow.

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The possibility came to mind that this was a real person, and she was comepletly imagining the wings. Suddenly she felt embarrassed, because what normal person says what she just did? She really hoped he wasn't real because she didn't know how to explain why she said that. "I need to see a doctor?" she said tentatively. It came out sounding more like a question than what she'd intended. She nervously rubbed her head.

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As she stood there her headache went off again, throbbing in the same place as before. She'd have one heck of a story to tell the nurse who attended her. She was pretty sure she fainted, but how in the world had she ended up here? This far away, someone had to have brought her. To her relief she suddenly realized she still had all the stuff that was on her when it happened. She hadn't lost her belongings.

Azer just blinked in surprise as the girl’s face turned from utter confusion to a firm look as she stood, as if determined to do something even if she had no clue as to what that something was. This whole situation was honestly making him feel more out of sorts, first a hushed forest and now a stranger who accused him of not being real?

What was going to happen next, was he just dreaming or something? His mind buzzed with questions of that likeness, but despite Azer’s thoughts of doubt in the day that had seemed normal earlier, his attention was captured by the brunette girl once again speaking up.

“A ‘docter’?” He asked, tilting his head slightly while doing his best to pronounce this new word she had spoken. He couldn’t say he knew that word nor anything particularly close to it, the word itself was foreign and odd in his mouth. “I’m sorry, uh- What is a ‘docter’? I’m afraid I’m unfamiliar with this term or maybe it’s a name…?” He trailed off mostly to himself.

“Are you okay though, Miss?” He asked, noticing how she kept rubbing her head as if she had run into a tree or some other object just a little too hard.