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My campaign world has 3 separate kinds of bird folk (4 if you count Tengu who, in this world, are a mutant offshoot of one of the other ones). Problem is, I have had a very hard time finding minis for my players who want to play those races. Feather humanoids with wings, any ideas where I can find some? I also have a race of less-powerful musteval, which the Reaper Mouslings are absolutely wonderful/precious for, which is unfortunately what got me on this kick to try and find minis for my other players.
I've got several homebrew races that my group has been using for some time. We just converted to Pathfinder from 3.5 and I want to make sure that my races are about even with the basic Pathfinder ones. Here's what I have for the first three: Murimus:
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Appearence: Murimus look like Small Humanoid mice, with fur ranging in color in shades of white, brown, and black. They have long pink tails and able agile fingers. The Murimus are generally a shy race, keeping to their dens in the rolling hills of temperate climates. They can, however, survive just fine in an Urban setting, though their odd appearence often confuses people unfamiliar with them. They trace their lineage back to a far removed ancestor from the outer planes who was said to have many magical and amazing powers. Murimus are communal, with a life very centered around the family unit. Often a single family of Murimus will have two parents and many many children. They live in dens underground in hilly, grassy areas and tend toward a life of farming and subsistence living. They tend to be very curious, especially when in a new place, and ask many questions of people they view as reliable sources of knowledge. They can often be a bit too trusting though and have a tendency to take things literally. Religion: The Murimus practice a tradition of ancestor worship, with every family having their own traditions and practices. The culture as a whole also has some large celebrations for notable Murimus heroes as well as "The Ancestor", the legendary first Murimus. Combat: Murimus dislike combat, due to their small physical nature, and prefer to sneak around or hide in the presence of larger enemies. They are not, however, above taking a cheap shot or two to fell an opponent who would otherwise be too large for them. Adventuring: A sense of curiosity of the world outside the walls of their dens often sends a young Murimu out to the world in search of adventure. Because the Murimus mostly subsistence farm, any sort of drought or dryspell can send large families of Murimus seeking work and shelter in nearby cities until they can go back to farming again, often the sights and sounds of the Urban world excite and fascinate a Murimu, who will stay behind as his family returns to the farm life, in search of a whole new life of grand adventure amongst the city folk. Murimus Names: Due to the sheer number of siblings, Murimus families will often give their kids designations, rather than names. A child may be "B" or "M" or "4". This can become very confusing for outsiders, but never seems to bother the Murimus themselves. When integrating into a larger society a Murimus will often pick a more unique name for himself and include his homeland to further distinguish himself. Thus "M" the Murimus could, upon moving to the big city, become "Marrell of Whitefield". Accipter (Sons of Accipter)
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Strygian (Sons of Strygius)
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The Creation Myth: Before Hivara had cooled her surface from the Chaos, there lived three brothers; Owl, Hawk, and Raven. They lived in a lush land full of beasts to hunt, adventures to find, and stories to be told. Owl, the eldest brother, was wise and well versed in the fabulous adventures of the world. He painted and sculpted, he practiced strategy with Hawk, and he always sought to know more. His most prescious possession was his infinite book of tales, which he had written himself, and each night he would lull his brothers to sleep by reading from the magic tome. Hawk, the middle brother, was strong and brave. He would go out each day and hunt food for his brothers. He was a brilliant strategist and would always defeat his brothers in wargames. His prized possession was his magic spear, which would always return when thrown and never veered from its course or splintered. Raven, the youngest brother, was clever and well spoken. Though his brothers would often quarrel, Raven was always able to diffuse the argument with a joke or a riddle. He loved his magical mask which allowed him to act out Owl's stories or play pranks on Hawk in the forest. One day Raven came up with a great prank. He stole both of his brother's magical artifacts while they slept and hid them, along with his, securely away. Upon waking Hawk and Owl, distraught to discover the loss of their items, and only just recovering from a great argument, immediately set to placing blame on each other. After some time Raven revealed his trick but, rather than being amused that they had been so fooled by his stealthiness, both brothers were infuriated. They lashed out at Raven and at each other, and in their haste to secure the return of their belonginges the tore the pages of the infinite book, snapped the magic spear, and cracked the delicate clay of the mask. The magical energies released blasted the three brothers back from each other and cast them out of their paradise. They fell, unconcious, through the fabric of the planes and landed on Hivara. Where their feathers scattered, tribes of their progeny sprang up. Owl, called Strygius by his sons, fell in the frozen north.
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