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Alright, sis, if you're gonna put your history up, I might as well add my half of it as well...
[Name]: Sam
[Race]: Well, I used to be whatever I wanted, now I'm kinda stuck in this half-form.
[Age]: That's none of your business, now is it? All you need to know is that Darla is three years older than me. Actually you don't need to know that, so nevermind.
[Occupation]: Too busy looking up ways to get my magic back to be bothered with a job.
[Loyalties]: The only person to whom I'm loyal is my sister, Darla.
[Location]: Nighttown, usually the Library
[Appearance]: I'm currently stuck halfway between a white horse and an extremely pale human with black hair.
[Family]: One sister, Darla.
[History]: Being the younger brother of such a skilled and well-known shapeshifter, it was expected that I would be just as gifted. Whoever says shifting is easy needs a swift kick in the head. For a few years, it seemed semple enough, when I still had the imagination of a child, and the ability to mentally picture any number of creature and how that creature's body was similar to and different from my own. One day, when I was about nine years old, I was sparring with my sister (she had just joined a new group and was just as inexperienced with their technique as I was). She got called away to help patrol, so I chose to practice shifting to different animals and learning the strengths and weaknesses of different bodies. I was halfway through a shift when a stray arrow (possibly stray; I never did figure out who shot it) came through the window and cut across the line where the back of my skull meets my neck. Did you know, that's where a shifter's magic originates, and that if that line gets cut deep enough, the pathway itself never fully heals? Neither did I when it happened. Strangely enough, I thought I'd been hit in the face and had gone blind. Nothing looked right anymore. It was all just
wrong. Is that a long enough explanation, Dar? If not, too bad, that's all you're getting.
[Skills]: Running, carrying stuff, kicking heads in.
[Weakness]: Short temper, kinda ticklish apparently.....
[Likes]: Carrots, having two legs again (hopefully, someday).
[Dislikes]: Talking, especially about myself.
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