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"Magic is what you choose it to be, nothing more and nothing less... But it is not necessarily the answer." |
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| Name: | Deep Kaur Firth |
| Homeworld: | Avengaea |
| Age: | 62 |
| Sex: | Female |
| Height: | 5'1" |
| Fur: | Thick and course, dark blue-gray |
| Eyes: | Very dark green |
| Father: | Athanatious Firth |
| Mother: | Hinvera Firth (deceased) |
| Siblings: | None |
| Place of Birth: | Isev, northern Oppiuk, Avengaea |
| Description: | At first glance, Deep Kaur can be taken for a shaggy, blue-gray wolf-- a wolf the size of a small horse, but still, she appears generally lupine. The necessary double-take at such a thing, however, shows a slightly shorter muzzle than your average wolf; a much longer, fluffier, more mobile tail; and, perhaps most obviously of all, a pair of furry, human-like arms jointed just above her forward, quadrapedal shoulders, each equipped with a fully functional, if fuzzy, hand. Eyes of a green dark enough to meld into the black of her pupils peer from beneath heavy, wolfen brows, and her ears are as mobile as the lupe her family was molded after. Her canine face is not particularly expressive for normal emotions, though the extremes of amusement and anger are fairly obvious, and so she seems very impassive compared to a human or even a dragon. Only those who know her well, or are particularly adapt at reading more animalistic expressions, are able to differentiate between such states as boredom, misery, and contentment. |
| Personality: | Deep Kaur is a very stable, solid personality, being calm and quiet under most circumstances. She is very gentle whenever she can be, well aware of her large size, accompanying strength, and somewhat less than reassuring smile, but also understands the need for expediency and the occasional suppression of compassion. Most creatures have her respect, with the exception of those who prove themselves to her to be a fool or deliberately cruel, and the demon race as a whole, though her feelings towards both run towards contempt rather than hatred. Living alone with her father, Kaur has few friends and doesn't much care to find herself more. She has a particular soft spot, however, for a pair of human children for whom she has been hired to tutor in magic and occasional baby-sit, Daynoren and Catame. |
| History: | Spending her formative years in a small, primarily daemon
town within walking distance the human city of Specus and the demon burrow
of Pudjor, Deep Kaur has learned the value of keeping to one's self. For
the most part, her village of Isev was left alone, but there was always
the undercurrent of worry that peace would not last. As a cub, Kaur had
very few friends, but she didn't mind, preferring to watch others than
interact with them. Early on, she learned that she favored magic-working
as a path for her life, and though she has never grown particularly
powerful, her quick mind has soaked up every bit of magical theory it has
come across, leaving her very knowledgeable in magic's ways and workings,
even if a good half of what she knows she cannot implement, herself.
Kaur and her father, a somewhat bitter historian named Athanatious Firth, left Isev just over thirty years ago, when Kaur's mother died of a sickness. They wandered all over Northern Oppiuk before crossing into southern Novinitu, where, at age fifty-six, Deep Kaur herself was hired on by a minor human noble to tutor his older son, Daynoren, in the use of his rare (for a human) and potentially strong gift for magic. Because there was an old, musty, and fairly comprehensive library nearby in one of the human cities, her father put up only mild protest before they gave up wandering, at least until Kaur's hire had run short. It seemed a good job, putting Kaur's immense store of magical knowledge to good use, and it was a pleasant place to live. What Kaur did not expect, however, was how much she would enjoy working with the proud but brilliant boy, and then his sweet and affectionate younger brother once he, too, showed a gift. She has seen herself fall into a matronly role for the two in the absence of their parents-- a deceased mother, just as she had, and a distant father-- and though her father constantly snipes at her for growing so close to "deceitful humans", and is happy and would probably do just about anything for her "human puppies"-- up to and including following them to Sanctuary, when they were went to participate in the dragons' bonding project. |