General Information

Name: Watcher

Age: Timeless

Presence: Cold and spine-tingling. As if your being watched from somewhere, but you don't know who or what it is.

Friends in the forest: one that is now gone.

Scent: Oddly soothing, similar to chai tea.

Feel: Soft, and very cold. Like a pile of cotton balls that were left in the fridge.

Sex: none

Vision: Sees only in shades of black, and white. At night it sees in shades of blue.

Voice: He will not speak, it is unknown if it is able.

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Description

Watcher is a twisted looking creature. It has one horn that grows completely straight away from its head, and another that grows in a cork-screw shape. It looks wispy and appears to be made of smoke or very dark clouds that are always shifting. The only portion of it that seems to be solid is his cracked "mask." Its mask looks to be a simple white ceramic mask that was cracked down the middle to about the nose. When viewed it appears to be frowning and smiling at the same time. The most disturbing part would have to be the eyes. they seem to be melting from where they used to be. Watcher's body is quite small, being no larger than 12 it seems quite meek in appearance. Its legs are more akin to single sharp pointed claws, and don't touch the ground. It walks/glides through the air only a few inches from the ground, but his long whip-like tail drags along, leaving a light mark in the ground wherever it has been.

Behaviors

Watcher has many odd behaviors. It tends to be be most clear in its being at midday and midnight, and less clear early in the morning and near dusk. During this time it seems to cling to trees and doesn't move.

He has a sad story ...
As a child, he lost his father and mother. Parents killed a hunter, but for a small Troy chased ferocious hounds. Babe barely barely escaped from them and hid in the cemetery. Now, it is his favorite place.



It can almost always be found here. He sometimes dances in his cage, sometimes sitting near the graves, sometimes sad and crying about them.
Troy welcomes guests and allows them to be here, but he and no ban. Cemetery, it's neutral territory who want. then let him walk. But the fact is that it is a favorite place of Troy.
And now for his biography:
Calf born in the spring, was a warm and sunny weather. Troy was next to his mother and his father. Their names he could not remember or did not know. In the summer it is actively studied forest and knew all the sights. In the fall, he and his parents went to the rocks, and died there of his parents, I wrote above that. Troy starved winter, but met a lovely deer:-Sayre, who taught him the habits of deer and learn how to survive in the Forest. Sayre died of old age and Troy carried her body to the cemetery, where mourns her body, and his parents, too.
That's the way I live in Troy, is a sad story, but he has a wife who is expecting fawns. Troy loves it, though, and disappears for days at the cemetery.

(The script: use Google translator)

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