Arian Snowbird's page

Here he is at 1st...

Seeing empty floor in the corner, the Shoanti heads to it, and sits, cross legged. The hawk hops, flutters, then settles on his shoulder.

A tall, slender man with the obvious look of a Shoanti tribesman walks quietly through the door, dripping. The stark white hawk on his shoulder ruffles his feathers, spraying water all around, then looks at the man, and screeches.

Yes, well, we're inside, out of the rain now, aren't we?

OK, I still have a lot to do on him, but this is the bare bones of Arian Snowbird, an aasimar shaman with an albino hawk familiar...