Bihon

[&]Name/Alias: BloodStorm
[&]Age: 29
[&]Experience: About 19 years
[&]How You Found Us?: Friend named HystericalHeart
[&]Member Title: Sheep/Goat Herder, Cheese Maker, Wannabe Warrior
[&]In the event of unexplained inactivity, should we kill off or adopt out your character?: Have him Wander


[&]Full Name: Bihon [Buy-Hon]
[&]Soul Name: N/A
[&]Tribe: Plainsrunners - SunFolk
[&]Age: Adult 322
[&]Gender: Male

[&]List Of Personality:
+ Friendly
+ Energetic
+ Attentive (to things he is focused on)
+ Helpful

* Inquisitive
* Mischievous
* Hopeful
* Daring
* Eager to please (Can be)
* Intuitive

- Delusional (About his parents being dead) He also thinks that he can do things that he really can’t, like sing and dance, etc.
- Gullible
- Startled Easily
- Troubled
- Quarrelsome

[&]Skills other than Sending?:
^Cheeses: [Not actual names for the cheeses] Parmesan, Mozzarella and Ricotta cheese, are the only cheeses he knows how to make. Aside from mixing things into the cheese when being made. (Far Above Average)
+Gathering: In order to make cheese, he needs some level of gathering skills. (Slightly Above Average)
+Chakram: bladed disk 12 inches in diameter, with a curved bar, wrapped in leather, running through the middle, for him to hold onto. Just learning to throw it, but he would rather not, because it doesn't come back. (Slightly Above Average)
*Dagger: He has one, normally on him somewhere, but it’s small, Less than 8 inches. (Average)
+Herding: When it comes to taking care of goats or the like. (Excellent)
*Navigation: He knows where he is going, and he knows where he has been. (Average)
*Painting: He loves painting on both bodies and walls with almost anything that will stick, (Average)
*Acrobatics: He loves to jump off stuff, and is very active. (Average)
+Running: Being full of so much energy, he just runs sometimes till he can't run any more. (Slightly Above Average)
*Swimming: He has no problems with water. (Average)
-Dancing: He has one move, and he does it over and over. (Below Average)
vSinging: Just no. (Fail)
-Leadership: Though he can lead himself, and do fine on his own, when it comes to leading others, not so much, unless they are doing something he is really good at. (Below Average)
-Planning: Thinking too far ahead in what he is going to do, doesn’t normally work out, he is the type to play things by ear. (Below Average)
vStory Telling: (Fail)
vCooking: He burns everything, so if it’s not cheese then he isn’t very good at it. (Fail)
vKit-sitting: Not possible, he can barely take care of himself, if it wasn’t for his friend(‘s) he would probably be long gone by now. He still tries, as one of those things he thinks he can do but really can't (Fail)
-Crafting: When it comes to making things, he isn’t very good at it, But has grown a bit and cane make a few things. (Slightly Below Average)
-Bone Shaping: Elves with this ability are able to shape the bones of those who are dead, not living, into wild, strange, and often unusual shapes. Oftentimes these are shapes that bone does not normally form. Over the last year he has learned to flatten, condense, and even put a relatively sharp edge on a piece of bone. He has taught himself to make strange or rather crude tools and untinalses. (Power level: Slightly above average, Skill Level: Below Average)


[&]Likes/Dislikes:
+ The World
+ Goats
+ Cheese
+ Heat/Sun
+ Open Spaces
+ Water/Swimming
+ Talking
+ Singing
+ Dancing
+ Crafty Elves
+ Shiny Things
+ Jewelry
+ Food/Anything Sweet (Honey)
+ Play Fighting
+ Meeting New Elves
+ Finding New Places
+ HIS Hat (that Malaki keeps taking away)
+ Bees (because they make Honey)
- Wolves
- The Cold
- Being told he looks cute/or the equivalent of
- Being Patronized
- Being seen as useless
- Being told he can’t do something
- Spiders
- The Dark/Not being able to see.
- Pain
- Bees (because they keep him from getting the Honey)
- Sudden Loud Sounds
- Not understanding
- Rudeness (if he realizes it's happening)

[&]Family:
Parents: Greme [Gr-E-M] (Father, Plainsrunner, Deceased ) + Rassanah [Rass-On-Ah] (Mother, Plainsrunner, Deceased)
Siblings: Doesn’t know, maybe
Cousin: Jejune

[&]History: Bihon didn't cry or put up much of a fuss when he was born, and at first it worried his parents. But they later regretted that worry, when they found him always on the go. From the time he could walk, he was always wandering out of sight, and scaring his parents. Though he didn't mean to, he just liked moving, that later turned into running and developed into always being on the go. At a young age, he would run or walk from camp to camp when the tribe would move locations. Because he spent a lot of time on his own, his father felt the need to pass on a family heirloom, the Chakram he uses.

He picked up on Herding at a young age, something his mother had shown him how to do. He had always considered her to be the best and held on to every word. He learned how to make cheese from his father, and though very reluctant at first, he grew fond of the task. Bihon was always trying to make friends as a child, with both animales and elves. Even if the other’s didn’t want to be friends, it didn’t keep him from trying. But Bihon’s parents died when he was still young, there was a cave-in when they were sleeping in a rock den, something went wrong and they were crushed. Bihon had slipped away like usual, and was playing outside, he wasn’t around when it happened. He didn't believe it for the longest time, he still doesn't quite understand and is stuck in a state of denial, choosing to believe that his mother and father just left to go back with the other tribe.

For most of his life, he grew up without his parents, but that forced him to try and make friends with everyone and everything. It made him realize that he doesn't know how long others will be in his life, so he has to make the best out of each moment. When the tribe split, Bihon went with this group, because he just wasn’t cut out for the other. He wanted to be a warrior, but he was far too soft hearted for the job. So now he just follows along, doing whatever he is told to do, taking care of the goats, as well as any other animals that find themselves in trouble.

As the years passed, he slowly grew closer to the wolf blooded elf Honeycomb and his interesting ways of cultivating the sweet subsistence he was named after. But sadly their relationship was cut short upon the abrupte death of the honey blonde haired Honeycomb. Bihon didn’t take it quite well, cutting off his white braid in mourning and finding solace in his close friend Mermiah. He spent much of his time after that in the last place he saw his lost love; with the beehives trying to remember every moment they spent together.

The stings that once frightened him so, created nothing but a rush of memories. After a while the bees ignored his presence in the grass around them, hardly taking the time to land on him before moving on. It wasn’t till he noticed their water supply was running a bit low that the mournful elf decided to follow Mermiah’s lead and care for the buzzing creatures. He spent time recalling all the information Honeycomb shared with him and between the two of them were able to at least maintain the hives and keep them alive.

It wasn’t long after this that the drought struck and it hit hard. Bihon did the best he could to maintain both the goats, the hives and his supply of cheese. But they were forced to dip into his small personal storage that he had hidden away in a sealed off, cool, dry cave. The cheese was not aged properly but at least it was edible and food that would get them by until the rains came back. It wouldn’t be much of a stretch to say even the cheeses maker was getting a bit tired of the food substances by the time the Away Party came back with a solution to their problems. Who would have thought that water would actually go underground and they were standing on the solution the whole time. It didn’t take long for the bees to return, though it did take a little bit of hunting for them.

At least a few good things came through in the drought, his friends finally admitted their love for one another. Bihone knew the whole time of course, it was just a matter of getting them past their stubbornness really. He liked to think that he played a hand in helping them along.

[&]Often seen wearing: Over all, as little clothing as possible when in warm places, as much clothing as possible when in cold places. Bihon has a long sheet, of soft blue colored cloth, that had belonged to his mother, she used it as a shawl. Bihon uses it as a scarf, hood, cape, or head wrap, to keep the sun off of him, and then as a blanket at night. He has very loose fitting leggings, that are a light tan color and a thick leather strap belt, around his waist to hold his pants up. Sometimes floppy, well worn tan boots. As well as a grey hat from time to time if he can get it back from Malaki. When not using the blue cloth, Bihon also has an olive green poncho that comes to a point in front and back, with a hood to match. He can also be seen in a green vest like shirt with a sash around his waist.
[&]Body: Bihon’s skin is on the lighter side, when it comes to his tribe, he is a dark tan color, made darker by the sun.
[&]Height/Build: 3’7”, with a thin, noticeable toned frame, but with no actual shape to his body. No curves, no hips, he is rather bony, and can be confused with not eating enough. He is a physically active male elf and it shows in his body shape.
[&]Hair: Very light blonde, almost white, it’s mostly short, all the way around. Due to recent events he has stopped cutting his hair and it has been left to its own devices. It reaches just to the base of his neck, his hair hardly brushes his shoulder. He had a long thin braid that started low behind his right ear and came down to his lower mid back, about an inch thick. When Honeycomb died it was removed and left with him.
[&]Eyes: Bihon's eyes are a pale olive green, with a slight blue undertone. They are rounded, and somehow always look, ever so slightly sad, even when he is smiling.
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[&]Bonded animal: N/A
[&]Bond age: N/A

Any other information: Open to having siblings, even if they find out later that they are, would rather him have a brother, maybe older.