Rooster

Rooster "LongClaw"

Rooster in full garb

Other Titles: None

Race: Gnoll; striped
Clan: LongClaw
Realm: Tir Asleen
Unit: None
Other Affiliations: None

About: Rooster began fighting in July of 2014.

Lore: Right away from birth Rooster was screwed/cursed/fucked. Rooster was born the runt of a litter of three under the full sight of the moon Jupiter. Being born in the sight of Jupiter is considered a blessing of the highest honour, unless you are the runt of the litter. They say the runt of the litter born under Jupiter is concerned to bring nothing but bad luck to himself and who ever is around him too. When Rooster was born he was given the name Jupiter, so everyone would know that he was the runt/cursed. Right away from birth Rooster was unlike the rest of his pack/family. His family would treat him like he wasn't a part of the family. They would make sure he kept his distance from everyone else. They would make him eat and sleep alone and away from the pack. They wouldn't teach him how to fight. His pack would travel from farm to farm eating only the chickens. But Rooster would never partake in the eating of the chickens or killing them. His pack would try and force him to eat the chickens but it would never work.

One day, Roosters pack found a big abounded farm full of wild chickens. They spent the whole day killing and playing with their “food” before eating them. Rooster spent all that time alone in a field eating bugs and grass. That night as the clan slept, Rooster was looking up at the shiny sky when he saw a shiny star fly threw the sky. He didn't know why but just as that star flew by Rooster closed his eyes and made a wish to have a friend. When he opened his eyes the flying star was gone. Rooster smiled and then fell asleep still smiling.

The next morning Rooster was woken up to the feeling of something tapping his bare feet. Rooster sprang straight up and looked down to see the most colorful chicken he ever saw. The chicken poked his foot again. Rooster didn't know what to think, every chicken he has seen always runs away from him and his clan. The chicken poked his foot again. This time Rooster smiled, bent down and extended his arm out in front of the chicken. The chicken backed up a little bit at the sight of Roosters paw but then walked up to it and poked it. Rooster started to laugh. The chicken looked up at Rooster laughing and then jumped up on his paw and ran up his arm to his chest. Rooster fell backwards laughing and playing with the chicken. All that day the two of them played in the field away from his pack. They chased each other, played hide the stone, and ate bugs and grass together.

That night just before bed Roosters pack came over to his bed. They told him that they knew how he had spent his day playing with the chicken and now it was time for him to eat it. They told him if he ate the chicken that he would join the rest of the pack and he would be given a new name, no longer be called Jupiter. Rooster stood silent for a moment, he didn't know what to do. If he ate the chicken he could finally be given what he always dreamed of, he could be part of a family. Deep down Rooster felt something for the chicken tho. He had spent the whole day laughing, playing and having fun with this chicken. It was the best day of his life. Right then Rooster knew what he had to do. Rooster took the chicken and moved him behind him. “No! Chicken. Friend. Family.” Rooster said to his clan. Right as Rooster said that two male Gnolls attacked him from the side and held him down while his male pack leader picked the chicken up. The two Gnolls made Rooster watch as his pack leader killed the chicken in front of him. As he ripped the chicken apart his leader said, “You no longer name Jupiter! You no longer Gnoll! You are worsest! You are now chicken! You now named Rooster! You will now be alone till end of time Rooster!” The pack leader then smeared the chickens blood all over Roosters face and thats the last thing he remembers.

His pack beat him to the point he passed out. When Rooster woke up it was day. His pack was gone. His chicken gone. Rooster was alone. As Rooster picked up the pieces of the chicken, he declared that he would keep the name Rooster, that he would learn how to fight, that he would stand up for the ones who could not stand up for themselves. Months passed, as Rooster traveled he would scavenge anything he could use for clothing, tools, and fighting gear. Rooster spent his free time on making art. He made a chicken statue to remember his friend and also made his own symbol, the Hand of Rooster. One day Rooster was found by another Gnoll, a female named Raxis, whose clan had been decimated by pinkies. At first Rooster didn't like or trust Raxis but after hearing her story and some discussion it was decided that he would join Raxis to rebuild her clan, the LongClaw clan and also to avenge them!

Rooster is the Gnoll equivalent of a teenager. Doesn't get along with other males, is rather perverted and often has to be brought into line by Raxis. They now travel the land to hopefully find survivors of the LongClaw clan or at least more Gnolls to join it.

Weapons of Choice: Sword and Board

Fighting Since: Summer 2014

Events Attended:

• Prelude 2014
• Oktoberfest 2014
• Halloween 2014
• Thrace Closer 2014