Corvus

Name: Corvus 

Name meaning: Crow (Latin) 

Gender: Male 

Age: 27

Species: Human(?) 

Occupation: Traveling demon hunter, medic/chemist 

Personality: Corvus is generally very quiet unless he has important news to tell, but other than that, he doesn't really comment on anything or speak out. He is independent and does what he wants, which usually helps others in need or explore and learn new things. If ever provoked, he'd only stay quiet and try to walk away calmly from the situation, however, if attacked he would fight back with every hit he'd take. Luckily he knows how to fight with both fists and a variety of different weapons, his favorites being swords and crossbows. Though this would rarely happen, if he ever had the need to kill someone like for a job or because it would be for a better situation, he would be able to poison them without feeling a lot of remorse. 

Backstory: Being born into a tribe that dedicates itself to staying secret, Corvus was quiet but still a positive boy. The young brunet had gotten his name after a few attempts of him stealing or taking whatever looked shiny to him as a baby. As he grew up, he was always acting tough even when his shy nature would show if ever "threatened" by others' overconfidence. If the other kids wanted him to play with them, he'd hesitate, but once he would get to play he would be one of the most competitive out of the bunch. He'd even make a new best friend for life, named Gratia, named for her fast, yet graceful, personality. One day he would be trying to climb a tree to hide from the kids in hide-and-seek but was unaware that there was a bird's nest in it and he got attacked by a blue jay and fell. He would then have a broken arm and a new fear. 

As he grew up, he avoided every encounter with any bird if possible. It wasn't until the age of 7 that he stepped into the woods alone out of curiosity about collecting a certain herb for his local chemist. He was looking for said herb but came upon a blackbird that had gotten stuck on the ground from an injured wing and was about to be eaten by a fairly large snake. He knew all too well of nature and its cruel ways, however, he had felt the emotions of the blackbird and, despite his fears, he quickly ran up to it and picked up the bird, running away from the snake. 

Once they were far from the snake area, he had lost his way in the woods. While still holding the injured bird, he had found the plant that he needed pickings from. He ended up "listening" to the bird's noises and it led him back into town. He had promised to help the blackbird heal his wing. After giving the chemist his herb as a surprise gift, he begged the chemist to help his feathered friend to heal with the potions and medical treatment. After a strange look from the chemist that seemed displeased, they complied, giving him a medicine bottle with instructions. Then as instructed, took the bird to an animal doctor. Helping the bird over time he noticed he could connect with the bird. And with the help of his parents' support, the bird eventually was healed enough to be brought back to the woods and join its family. 

After he had brought back the blackbird with the help of his father, in the area there were lots of chattering blackbirds in the treetops. The father had said that they sounded angry, but young Corvus knew otherwise and told him they weren't angry and his bird friend was explaining the situation to them. 

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