Clan Emanon: Members

Biographies

Name: Jethro
Age: 1047 years young. (20 yrs. human time)
Gender: Male
Race: Gargoyle
Height: 6'4"
Weight: You don't have to. I'll catch up :)
Born: In the Rookery of Castle Wyvern, Scotland. March 7th, 951
Physical Description: Chestnut brown hair goes a scosh passed his ears. He wears glasses from the 20th Century to help his millenium-long sight problem. His light brown skin and sky blue eyes, are complimented by a blue plaid shirt and torn, faded jeans. Sporting a brown leather sachel at his waste, he is ready to defend the night in style, or just get lost god knows where. Yes, he is a gargoyle dressed for the 90’s as he struts down the run way. Go, Gargoyle. Go.
Magical Abilities: um...... I make tea.
History: I was burried under a pile of horse feed during the Vikings massacre at Castle Wyvern. After finding my remaining clan frozen in stone, I set out to find the Magus. I came upon a small village where I found him, Princess Katharine, a young boy named Tom, a female Gargoyle, and the surviving Eggs from the Rookery. The remaining Vikings from Hakon’s army attacked the village and I got pierced in the heart with an arrow. The Magus cast the sleep spell on me before I died so I could wake up healed another time. After centuries of various yard sales and swap meets, my stone form ended up in the basement of a magic store in Manhattan. I awoke one night after the "castle rose above the clouds." In my search for my castle and remaining clan I made friends with a Fischer Price figure, got help from Puck, was taught the ways of the sword by Demona, and got chased by a creepy scientist named Anton Sevarius. For more on my captivatingly silly tale, please read "The Lost Gargoyle"; a rhyming fanfiction by Rob Houck.

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