Tarik [Done]

[Greyferret]

Name: Tarik Greyfell (nicknames: Tak, & Grey)
Age: 17
Birthplace: Southern Mossflower
Gender: Male
Species: Ferret
Job/Position: Wanderer / Neutral
Physical Description:

Tarik's is a bit taller than the average ferret. He is slim and semi-muscualar. His claws are sharp enough for defense if he needed to use them.

His fur Brown, on his head, neck, and back. Tarik's underside is white. His are a green/yellowish color.

He wears a dark blue cloak and a belt with his belongings.

Belongings:

Tarik owns a dark blue cloak, and a belt. Attached to his belt is a sword, and a small leather pouch. Inside the pouch is a small amount of money, a map of Mossflower, some bread, and a small container of water.

Personality:

Tarik is what many call, "a natural introvert". He would much rather be in a room alone, than a room full of other animals. Although once he gets to know someone well, he can come close to being the exact opposite. Over his years of wandering the forest of Mossflower he has learned to be careful about who he trusts.

Tarik preferes to use his sword when in combat. Though he will use his claws if need be.

He has a strong sense of justice. Whenever Tarik sees something wrong happening, he dose his best to stop it. This is what sets him apart from other ferrets. He tries to be kind (yet he is unintentionally blunt sometimes). Tarik isn't one to be quick to start a fight. But if he is in one, he can more than keep himself alive.


Strengths-
- Excellent at fighting with a sword.
- Good at being in-charge of things.
- He is good at reading things.
- He is very good at being stealthy.

Weaknesses-
- Ferret's are naturally curious, and for Tarik this often gets him into trouble.
- His writing isn't very good.
- He isn't very good at fighting with his claws.
- His very blunt comments sometimes get him into trouble.

History:

Tarik was born the son of a ferret warlord in the Mossflower area. When he was four years-old he was for unknown reasons dumped all alone, in the middle of nowhere by his parents. So Tarik learned to take care of himself.

He wandered Mossflower, occasionally stoping at a small village to obtain more food and water. When asked by the locals what he was doing all alone, he never answered them. For years the young ferret mostly kept to himself as went from place to place around Mossflower. During the war Tarik managed to stay far enough away from the vermin hordes. The one time he did get into a fight it didn't end well for Tarik. He gave the vermin some scratches, but he was nocked unconscious by the vermin leader. The next day after regaining his senses Tarik decided to be even more careful about how close he got to the vermin. Tarik continued on with his life. Wandering from place to place, and staying away from the vermin. Until one day shortly before the war ended he came across the same band of vermin. The only difference was the leader had an eye-patch, and they were asleep. Tarik was about to leave the vermin when he glanced back and saw their leaders sword. Tarik stopped moving and stared at the sword. Then he quietly moved over to the captain, un-tied the belt the sword was attached to and dashed off quietly.

Tarik's recent wanderings have taken him to the forests around the Abby.

Code Words: -correct-

[pie4me]

Very nice!

~Accepted~