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Thellany Gryphons RP

So...uh..I'm kind of new here? But I think I've figured out how it works. I've been working on this idea for a bit, and you can tell me if you don't like it (Maybe I'm just saying this because I've been on sites a lot harsher than this.) ANYWAY here's my idea.

Thellany is a large island hidden from the world. Little is known about anything surrounding it, as in what it looks like, or if anything may live there. But whatever might be out there, is millions of miles away, with nothing in between but open sea. Many, many wingbeats away, too far for even a gryphon of Wind Grasses. But here, we have Thellany. The "paradise" of gryphons, untouched by anything else. They've formed their own society. They've reproduced. And they're split into sevev regions. Yencira, Plains of Mist, Prism Gardens, Fawn Forest, Dampure, Wind Grasses, and Clifitt.

Yencira is the center of Thellany, home to the most majestic, bright creatures you'll ever see. Gryphons from this region tend to think of themselves as superior to others. With their huge golden feathers, razor-sharp claws, and ear-piercing voice, how could they not be? Their eyes bring a new meaning to the phrase, "if looks could kill". Some have glares, so intense, it could kill a gryphon.They take the place of "leader" in Thellany, though some do not like that, such as the gryphons of Plains of Mist. Long ago, this silvery species confronted the "capital", but the Yencira gryphons had to do no more that slash their talos a few times to defeat them. The Plains of Mist gryphons retreated back into the fog, cutting themselves off from the rest of the world. The gryphons of Yencira used this as an example to why nobody should ever try to betray them.

This brings me to the Plains of Mist gryphons. Their eyes are large and a blue so pale, it's almost pure white. Their fur is in colors ranging from deep gray to snow white, and their feathers are bright silver. Of course, not all maintain this silvery sheen. If a gryphon from the Plains of Mist accidently shares a piece of information with somebody else, it's all over for them. They may get by with only their claws blunted and tail cut off, but even that's a fate nobody wants to suffer, so nobody crosses into the neighboring regions. Like, ever.

The Prism Gardens. Home to the most vast abundance of plants anybody has ever seen. Poison, healing, dyes, strength (that one is off-limits since the battle of Yencira and Plains of Mist). And of course, somebody reliable needs to be there to manage the place. the Prism Gardens gryphons. With their long, silky fur and brightly colored feathers, they're hard to miss. Their thin, rainbow-tufted tails, their soft, light paws, these are by far the most pleasing to the eye. They are yet to engage in any sort of combat, as the rest of the regions know, should they anger a Prism Gardens gryphon, that one will have an entire supply of deadly plants at their disposal.

Fawn Forest could be seen as what storybooks call a "dark forest". As the name suggests, gryphons from this area bear a striking similarity to deer. Tan feathers, pale brown fur with black spots, white-tipped tails...one could even call them harmless. But beware - their wings make no noise, and their eyes, their wide, round golden eyes will hypnotize. They'll be on you before you can blink - but when they have you in their gaze, trust me, you won't blink. Gryphons of this type don't speak much, they're probably the closest to nature out of all, bypassing even the gryphons of Wind Grasses. They border the Bay of Abundance, so why would they ever need to leave?

Now, Wind Grasses. Hidden by their tall grass, taller than a full-grown gryphon standing on its hind legs, these gryphons are suprisingly bubbly. They are the primary fliers of Thellany, nobody else even comes close. They learn to fly at a young age, and will be zipping through the grass before they're two months old. Their chestnut feathers are highlighted with asparagus green, and their fur is the color of the darkest wood in Fawn Forest. Their paws make no sound in grass, which makes up most of Thellany, save for Clifitt (rock) and Dampure (sand). Because of these advantages, they can travel around the country pretty much undetected, but are still unable to leave the island.

Dampure gryphons could be thought of as "the water gryphons" solely because of their environment. That would not be incorrect. Their region is entirely covered with sand, but not that of a desert. It's the sand of a beach, a beach that lets out into the Ocean of Shame. It was named this way by the "govenment" in Yencira, as gryphons of Dampure are seen as "lowborns". Their bird part bears unfortunate similarities to seagulls, at least, aside from the color, which is blue or seafoam green. Their wings are weak and bent, and their talons are small and naturally blunt. Their robins-egg-blue eyes are swamped with sadness, and their sleek black-and-teal fur droops with wetness. They are regarded as the lowest of the gryphons.

Clifitt is, as the name implies, a rocky region made up of cliffs and vallies. Gryphons from this area make some of the best fighters in all of Thellany, second only to some Yencira gryphons. They've been roughing it their entire lives, so they're generally pretty rough themselves. Their talons are like chisels, their wings are jagged, and their tails are a common means of attack. Their personalities are generally fiery and many times harsh, as this is all they've ever been taught. They're usually the color of rust, speckled with orange or burnt brown. 

These are the gryphons of Thellany. But recently, certain gryphons are learning things they shouln't know. Secrets are being revealed that shouldn't have been there in the first place. Yencira gains a tighter hold on the world, meaning they can close in on the Plain of Mist and figure out exactly what they've been hiding. Society is crumbling, and there's nowhere anybody can go. Somebody has to find a way to both uncover the truth, and protect the secrets. Who will it be?

So..yeah...

Name: 

Gender:

Age/Age Group: (preferably not adult) 

Region: 

Appearance:

Personality:

Extra:(abilities, disabilities)

Here's mine!

Name: Blyrr

Gender: Female

Age/Age Group: Adolescent

Region: Fawn Forest

Appearance: Snow-white feathers, tan fur with small black speckles, yellow-green eyes, upturned black beak

Personality: All her life she's been taught to be quiet, but she has so many ideas bubbling in her head that she just wants to yell about. For gryphons of Fawn Forest, the designated times to speak are few and rare. Sometimes, the silence of it all is enough to drive her insane. That isn't to say she'd be a total chatterbox talking to a gryphon of another region. She'd hardly have any idea what to say.

Extra: Her wings are surprisingly loud, which she's been reprimanded for all her life, because how are you going to sneak up on someone when you can't fly silently? On the bright side, she is one of the most important hunters in her small village, so she's not entirely worthless.

So...I guess...begin?