Strega Scura // F // Owl

[❖Thistlefoot❖]

~[ .STREGA SCURA. ]

Where are the people that accused me?
The ones who beat me down and bruised me
They hide just out of sight, can't face me in the light

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Name:: Strega Scura

Gender:: Female

Species:: Barn Owl

Age:: 17, or so they say.

Irises:: Black

Strange Markings:: Even white and black strata along the front of her body, wrapping in a hood-like shape around her face, and creating an effect like eyebrows above her eyes.

Appearance Description:: Strega Scura is, by all accounts, an unusual-looking barn owl. She is somewhat larger than average, with an impressive wingspan, on the rare occasions she now flies. More unusual is the fact that the majority of her body is pitch black, aside from the white markings on her chest and face. Her legs are also a dark sable, with long, viciously curved talons at the end, which narrow down to almost invisible points; she still hones them regularly. Like most barn owls, she has no tufts or horns, simply a ghost-like heart-shaped face set into the dark hood of her feathers. Her eyes are also black, and tend to be highly reflective, gleaming the image of whatever she gazes at back out at the world--or at the gazer. They rarely show much in the way of expression, nor does the rest of her face, from her eyes to her small, primly shut beak. She's quite old, and as such not as spry or as strong as she used to be, but she can still pack a fairly impressive strike when she chooses to.


They'll return but I'll be stronger
God I want to dream again, take me where I've never been
I wanna go there, this time I'm not scared[/i]


Likes::
- Independence
- Strength
- Time alone
- Respect

Dislikes::
- Angra Mainyu
- Pro-bond followers
- The old religion
- Dependence
- Needing others
- Weakness

Strengths::
- Manipulating others
- Leading others
- Taking matters into her own hands
- Arranging, plotting, calculating
- Years of experience, cunning, and wisdom

Weaknesses::
- Physical combat--she is old and weakened
- Likewise, fending for herself; she can still hunt for herself, but with difficulty, and so, ironically, is largely forced to rely on others
- Perceiving the benefits of compassion and interdependence
- Sometimes blinded by her biases

Personality:: Strega Scura's personality is like the breath of cobwebs from a dark, frightening hole. She has lived long enough to see the darkest facets of the bond. Long enough, for that matter, to see her mother abandon both mate and fledglings for a doomed mission to save her Angra Mainyu. Her eyes are still frighteningly sharp, but disguise all her intentions behind their sleek blackness, which seems to swallow up the thoughts of those she chooses to interrogate. She believes she is shackled and aggrieved by the old ways. She believes all citizens of Elaphus Tyton are held back, waylaid by the strange perversions encouraged by the priests, druids, and "great" mothers. As a consequence, she long ago gave up the pursuit of personal connections; her ultimate goal is pure independence, from others, from the body, from the soul's own emotions. Her main remaining emotion is a driving anger at the foolish ways of the old world, and a determination to save all those from the Angra Mainyu, whether or not they want to be saved. She discards minor players easily, as pawns to be sacrificed.

Forge the fear it's just a crutch
Now I am unbreakable, it's unmistakable
That tries to hold you back and turn your dreams to dust


Mother:: Strega Nona

Father:: Hamilcar

Mate:: Vibius (deceased)

Children:: None...or so we think? (Figuring that out.)

Alliance:: The first of the rebels.[/size]



(c) Lyrics to Fireflight
Outline to p.rismortic of Night and Day[/center]