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Alpinus has a minion!
West the Snoclowd
West the Snoclowd
Alpinus
Legacy Name: Alpinus
The
Glacier BumbusOwner:
StephenAge: 14 years, 3 months, 1 week
Born: January 11th, 2010
Adopted: 14 years, 3 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: January 11th, 2010
Pet Spotlight Winner
January 26th, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 0
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Alpinus was given the traditional family name at birth even though the family themselves were not so traditional.
Whereas most people on the mountain chose to live with a sense of community and village life, Alpinus and her family stuck close to one another and rarely interacted with outsiders.
Hale, the mountainside village which was home to Alpinus, was the last of its kind.
People were moving on and moving out, "go to the city", people would say, "fantastic opportunities for pretty ladies such as yourself, Alpinus!" Alpinus would just smile and keep walking, she would never leave her family and her home.
Alpinus' family was of an older generation, her closest brother already had grown up children. As the youngest in the family Alpinus was naturally pampered, well fed and anything she wanted all she need do was ask. But it did not make her spoiled or material. Instead she would spend most of her time making little toys from objects she found around the mountain so as to avoid asking for anything from her parents.
But as sweet as young Alpinus was, even she was not so naive as to think this idyllic life would last forever; with each passing winter the weather grew more extreme and threatened the stability of the village.
Then came the sickness, a disease born of nothing, the best physicians could not identify it. The disease clawed its way through the village picking victims old and young alike; Alpinus was forced to leave.
Kicked out by her sick family for her own safety Alpinus cried for days as she floated slowly down the mountain; the tears freezing before they hit the ground, to serve as physical evidence of her pain.
It was three days before Alpinus was able to control her emotions again but sadly her family was now the least of her worries; the wind was bitingly cold and ice was starting to form on her wings.
No shelter... snow blind... my family...
Fear started to subdue all other thoughts, Alpinus began to fly faster.
Snow drift, Alpinus hit hard, she fell, darkness.
Warmth, smells of fire and leather...
Alpinus awoke to find a stranger staring down at her.
"What is your name?" The stranger asked.
"Alpinus. Please don't hurt me."
"I am Stafford, you will be alright here... I think we are both going to be alright here."
Reassured by these simple words and overcome with exhaustion, Alpinus closed her eyes and fell back into a deep sleep.
Whereas most people on the mountain chose to live with a sense of community and village life, Alpinus and her family stuck close to one another and rarely interacted with outsiders.
Hale, the mountainside village which was home to Alpinus, was the last of its kind.
People were moving on and moving out, "go to the city", people would say, "fantastic opportunities for pretty ladies such as yourself, Alpinus!" Alpinus would just smile and keep walking, she would never leave her family and her home.
Alpinus' family was of an older generation, her closest brother already had grown up children. As the youngest in the family Alpinus was naturally pampered, well fed and anything she wanted all she need do was ask. But it did not make her spoiled or material. Instead she would spend most of her time making little toys from objects she found around the mountain so as to avoid asking for anything from her parents.
But as sweet as young Alpinus was, even she was not so naive as to think this idyllic life would last forever; with each passing winter the weather grew more extreme and threatened the stability of the village.
Then came the sickness, a disease born of nothing, the best physicians could not identify it. The disease clawed its way through the village picking victims old and young alike; Alpinus was forced to leave.
Kicked out by her sick family for her own safety Alpinus cried for days as she floated slowly down the mountain; the tears freezing before they hit the ground, to serve as physical evidence of her pain.
It was three days before Alpinus was able to control her emotions again but sadly her family was now the least of her worries; the wind was bitingly cold and ice was starting to form on her wings.
No shelter... snow blind... my family...
Fear started to subdue all other thoughts, Alpinus began to fly faster.
Snow drift, Alpinus hit hard, she fell, darkness.
Warmth, smells of fire and leather...
Alpinus awoke to find a stranger staring down at her.
"What is your name?" The stranger asked.
"Alpinus. Please don't hurt me."
"I am Stafford, you will be alright here... I think we are both going to be alright here."
Reassured by these simple words and overcome with exhaustion, Alpinus closed her eyes and fell back into a deep sleep.