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It's a clear, peaceful day on Faerie Land, or so you thought. You've stumble onto a dark cloud, it's not Jhudora's, no. It belongs to another evil soul.

Evil is Live, spelled backwards...
And I prefer troubled

A dark green eyrie pokes his head through the cloud. His red eyes are fixed on you, full with mix emotions. He pulls the rest of himself up without making a sound. His beak opens and shuts sharply, as if to show you how strong he is.

You must be lost, only the very dumb or the brave walks on my 'ome.

The eyrie walks closer to you, and you can't help but shiver. You watch him flex his front paws, never taking his glowing blood-red eyes off of you.

State why you're prancing on my cloud, and 'ow you found it.

His voice rings in your ears, and makes you shiver. He flexes his big paws again. Your mind screams, 'he's going to kill you!' So you tell him what he wants, and he waves his hand in what he thinks is a friendly way. It only looks like he's going to strangle you.

Welcome guest, I guess. This is my "normal" 'ome, if anything is normal. Not much 'appens on this 'ere cloud of mine. I'll 'ave to warn you, though, my cloud doesn't 'old anything that's pureappyness. Already twenty 'ave fallen and broke their fragile necks, or 'ave plunged into the dark waters of the sea.

He sighs hoping that you'll leave. A few silent minutes pass and he still glaring at you. In your mind, you think he's going to pounce on top of you, or some other thing that'll scare you away. But he doesn't, he just stares at you, never blinking never moving. He moves into a sitting pose, and grunts at you.

What do you want? I'm not in the mood for guests. Don't you 'ave anything to do?

You can hear a low growl coming from him, just loud enough to send you shaking once again. A high pitched squeak sound catches your ear, making you jump. Then you realize, it's your own voice.
Please, sir, forgive me. I just want to know more about this strange cloud and its owner.

The dark eyrie walks over to you and stands on his hind legs. He stands a head taller than you do. He spreads his massive paws into the air, a low creaking sound can be heard. His eyes finally leaves yours.

Well, if you want to stay 'ere, then do. I'll only stop ya if you touch something valuable to me. By the way, the name's Buckbeak, I live alone in Evil's darkest place.

The eyrie called Buckbeak turns his back on you and walks east. As he moves in that direction, a house appears towering over you and Buckbeak, it's windows lit with dim glowing candles. You decide to look inside the strange mansion that just came out of no-where.
By the front of the stairs, are a pair of faeries with their faces pulled in horror. You feel rather uneasy, the details on the statues seams so real and new. You ask the green eyrie how old the statues were.

Oh, those things. Well, they're old as the oldest faerie. Remember them, the same fate can be yours, if I'm displeased.


Once you where inside Bunckbeak's mansion, he leaves you in the library, mumbling something about the cloud. You look from wall to wall, thousands and thousands of books were there. Finding courage, you begin to browse through the books. A rather small, but long, green and blue book stands out among the taller and darker books.

You pull it out, on the cover there's two objects; one a deep blue star, the other, a black green moon.


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Name: Buckbeak_16
Nick: Bb-16, buckbeak, green dude
P.O.B: Fairie Land
Gender: Male
Species: Eyrie
Age: 15, 65315 hours Neo.
Family: lost
Love: She is my every thing
Guardian: hp_lovecraft; bunny_farm
Physical appearance: Looks sad, slightly skinny




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