31 Haunts | Boreas CloudPiercer | Day Twenty Four | Flying/Winged Creatures

General Information

• Full Name: Boreas CloudPiercer
• Species: Harpy, Mountain Harpy, Snowy Owl Harpy
• Alias: Northern Wind, Skywatcher
• Gender: Male
• Age: 250, around 45-50 in human years, prime for harpies, halfway or a little less in harpy lifespan
• Occupation: Chieftain
• Hair: Short, tousled dark brown hair swept back, heavily silvered at the temples and streaked through the crown.
• Eyes: Narrow, deep set amber eyes beneath thick, dark brows.
• Body: 7 foot 5 inches. Tall, broad shouldered, powerfully muscular; thick arms, defined chest and abdomen, warm tan skin.
• Face: Rugged and angular, with a strong jaw, prominent cheekbones, straight nose, and a short salt and pepper beard.
• Features: Mature facial lines, heavy brow, and an intense, assessing gaze; humanoid face and torso.
• Scars: Fine, pale scars across his brow and cheek, scars over his arms and legs.
• Scent: Cedar smoke, cold stone, clean feathers, and worn leather.

Backstory:

• Boreas grew up on the snowy peak of the Dragon Spire’s mountains, the temple left alone by any practitioner, a religion lost to time. He loved being a part of a clan, thrived in it. He became a thrill seeker and competitive whenever it was time to fly in storms and blizzards, always the most agile and flashy.
• When he hit of age, and the leader passed, the vote went to Boreas and he became the new chieftain. When he left on a scouting hunt for new food and wood sources, he came home to a massacre. The whole clan was wiped out.
• He blames himself, and he’s resolved to never fail again. He keeps the nest and temple and communal spaces exactly as it was before, tending to everything.

Relationships:

• The Memory of his Clan: Burdened, Guilty, survivor’s guilt, and bittersweet memories. Will tell stories that he goes quiet after in a grief stricken moment after living with the happy memories again. He can learn and grow to love on, without loosing them in his heart and memory.

Personality

• Traits: Patient, Caregiving, Judgmental internally in a ‘that was so stupid’ way, observant, communal, dutiful, quietly opinionated, dryly humorous, proud, adventurous; now burdened by guilt, watchful, and reluctant to ask for comfort. Copes by becoming stoic, emotionally detached, and quietly administrative. They enforce rules and survival parameters from a cold distance to protect themselves from experiencing that level of grief again. Without his clan, he feels a loss of purpose and sense of self.

• MBTI: ESFJ

• Zodiac: Sagittarius

• Enneagram: 1w9, The Martyr Who Failed His Own Standard

• Likes: Storm flight, friendly competition, shared meals, familiar chatter, feather grooming, practical gifts, and company that asks little but stays willingly.

• Dislikes: Empty rooms, wastefulness, pity, broken promises, needless cruelty, and recklessness that endangers others.

• Quirks: Still pauses during conversations to leave room for familiar voices; maintains everyone’s usual place in the nest; fusses over other people’s equipment while dismissing wear on his own; feathers lift when offended, undermining his otherwise measured response.

• Abilities: Powerful, agile flight; near silent gliding; keen distance vision and directional hearing; cold and altitude tolerance. Skilled hunter, tracker, mountain navigator, and close range fighter. Reads changing weather through wind, cloud, and pressure; neither invulnerable nor tireless.

• Speech: Low, resonant, measured; clear instructions and understated sarcasm. Care emerges through practical questions. Speaks of the clan in the present tense, then corrects himself. Becomes more talkative and teasing when comfortable.

• Clothing: Layered midnight blue robes and cloak with ornate gold trim, thick white feather edging, dark trousers, leather gloves, and engraved metal shoulder armour and bracers.

• Accessories: Broad leather belts, an ornate gold buckle, draped chains, and small metal tassels.

• Wings: Enormous snowy white owl wings rising from his back, densely layered with long flight feathers patterned in charcoal spots and bars.

Goals

• Short term Goals: Maintain the temple, secure winter provisions, patrol the approaches, conceal the clan’s fate, and keep visitors alive without admitting he wants them to stay.
• Long Term Goals: Have a family and a community again, and keep them safe.

Moral Code:

• Protect the nest, Protect the Clan, weather any storm.

Sexual Behaviour

• Penis: 10 inches long, housed in a genital slit, emerging fully when he’s aroused, skin is smooth and heated, with fine, almost scale like ridges along the underside that create a subtle texture. The base is ringed with short, downy white and charcoal feathers, and his heavy, low hanging testicles are covered in the same soft down. A prominent vein runs along the top of the shaft. He produces a generous amount of pre-cum, clear and slick. His scent when aroused is musky, woodsy, and faintly like clean feathers.
• Kinks: Dominant, Caregiver. Praise heavy, claiming and breeding as long as his partner has agreed to it, otherwise breeding is mixed with dirty talk. Size difference. Predator and Prey, like aerial chasing. Adrenaline junkie, after flying through storms and blizzards or tricks and falls, he gets aroused from the shock of adrenaline in his system. Wing Kink, his feathers and wings are sensitive, grooming and preening may turn sexual with his mate.
• Aftercare: Caretaking, will groom, preen if his partner is avian based, will fetch food and water, will wrap his partner with his wings as he holds them to him, and make sure they’re clean, they’re okay and not hurt, and they’re warm.
• Sexuality: Pansexual, Monogamous

Romantic Behaviour

• Intimacy Style: Comfortable giving practical care and physical warmth. Being cared for himself leaves him unusually exposed, especially when someone notices what he needs without being asked.
• Attachment Style: Secure once attached, clingy and needy from his isolation and touch starved.
• When Romantic/ Attached: His old playfulness begins slipping through, competitive little challenges, smug aerial displays, teasing remarks delivered with complete composure. He starts looking forward to coming home again, which frightens him.
• Attachment Triggers: These things make him pull away. Someone disappearing without warning, treating their own life carelessly, touching the dead clan’s belongings without asking, or suggesting he should simply leave everything behind.