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Minion the Pair of Lovebirds




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Legacy Name: .Calligraphy.


The Glacier Tigrean
Owner: Clear_Waters00

Age: 19 years, 3 months, 2 weeks

Born: November 30th, 2006

Adopted: 19 years, 3 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: November 30th, 2006 (Legacy)

Statistics


  • Level: 5
     
  • Strength: 10
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 2
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed



Name: John Raleigh Green
Age: 19
Birth: May 14th 1568; Born in London, England
Death: November 27th 1589; Died in Roanoke Island, Virginia
Orientation: Gay
Species: Human, deceased: aka, Ghost
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History:
John was one of the colonists in the first trip to Roanoke Island and worked the land and helped to establish the first settlement. He earned enough money to help his family come over on the second trip, which he sent back before the colony was mostly disbanded. When the second group of 115 colonists came over, he was able to joyfully reunite with his mother and father, along with his younger sister. George Howe was another person who came over on that voyage. More about him later. When John was in the initial settlement, he discovered he had a certain fancy towards men instead of ladies, and fought to hide his oddity of emotion to save himself the ridicule. George volunteered to take the trip to Roanoke to escape his embarrassment at home, for it had come out that he was a bardash. They met on a hunting trip, and became very close friends, and eventually lovers. However, it was perceived by John’s family and his father raised a huge fuss about it, which ignited the tempers of other people in the village. It was perceived that George had ‘corrupted’ John, and that John was entirely innocent in the affair. One early morning, George was out collecting crabs for dinner when he was assaulted by a group of men from the village, who beat him to death for his ‘crimes’. The men blamed the attack on the Indians, and got off Scot-free. John was devastated, and became very depressed. The tensions between the Indians and settlers had been steadily rising throughout this time, and when skirmishes broke out John volunteered as a militia man. After several small battles, their settlement was ransacked by the Indians in retaliation for the totally destruction of their village. John was killed in this battle, along with many other settlers. What was left of the settlement was taken apart meticulously to make it seem as the remaining settlers disappeared, and they moved south to live in a small village which was later assimilated into the Indian tribes native to that area.
John wasn’t able to move on to his reward though, and was stuck at his hastily erected grave marked with a wooden cross and a dirt coffin. He was angry with the men of his village, and upset with himself for not stepping up and defending George after his death. He felt bad about killing the Indian families, and responsible for the deaths of other members of his settlement. (The Indians were outraged at the accusation that they had killed George Howe.) John can be seen wandering through the forest where the battle took place and digging graves for the murdered Indians, drifting along the beach calling “How, how?” or sitting on his grave, eerily shimmering in the moonlight. He can’t seem to move on, and is occasionally spotted by people who pass by ‘his’ woods during the night and twilight hours.

Also:
John isn’t able to remember much about his past before Roanoke as they’ve faded with time. He is often seen wearing a bright yellow knitted scarf, a scruffy, stained, brown overcoat, and some working pants that were shredded during his plight in his last battle.
He’s a very kind ghost, but is also caught up in fits of sorrow and anger which haven’t dissipated with time. A few special people have actually talked to him or made some sort of contact over the years but none stuck around for long. Most of these encounters lasted for no longer than a few minutes. He once established a tentative friendship with a young girl who he sheltered from an abusive family, but when they moved he was left alone again. That was back in 1834 though, and he hasn’t talked to anyone in a very long time. John mostly spends his time watching people who pass by his woods and attempting to talk to them, but no one seems to see him anymore. He takes a special interest in watching young lovers, or those who look like they need a friend.

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