Post by Gargon Greytova The Fearsom on Jul 31, 2005 0:44:20 GMT -4
Name: Gargon Greytova The Warroir
Nickname: None
Spieces: Mouse
Gender: Male
Age: 30 Seasons
Favorite Sayings: What's' up mate's? I'm awfly happ'y' today.
Habbits: Giggeling, and chatting out on the Abbey's ramparts.
Height: 4.6
Eye Color: Golden brown.
Friends: Alot of Abbeys!
Foes: ALL Vermin!
Outside Apperance: Dark grey leather ribben buttoned vest. Homemade grey serpent skinpolished soild boots. Thick, but stoothingly soft goldin brown coat of fur. Grey with a hint of gold tight brichis.
Useuly wears glasses. But only when reading most of the time. They used to belong to his mothers. And for other uses, reading poems scrolls, riddles, and dibbun storys. (Which are surpriseinly hard to read for Gargon or mainly any Greymounter in company of Greymounter Abbey at the state of time.)
Grew up in Greyvree Wood. Spent most of his life forageing for food, trying holeheartedly to keep himself, Gaga, his little sister, Gaga, his baby brother, and his fahter Wreow, alive and healthy all awhile trying to keep himself healthy enough too help his family stay alive togehter in harmeny peace, and joy. His mother, Melew, died over time of starvastion and lack of water, Gargon tried his hardest to keep her alive along with the rest of the family, but she held Gaga,Tyanan, and her mate Wreow, higher then herself in dear life. So she would feed mostly Gaga, and Tyanan, her share of the food without Gargon noticing at the time they ate as a family (Which warely ever toke place of course), But was caught a few times from her sons young sharp kneen golden colored eyes. And would be given an licsher. But she would not listen to her son.
Intel about 16 seasons old, when Gargon Goldtail decided to bring his family and group up some of his friend beasts and build an awesome Abbey to where all of Greyvrees beasts that live ther can be safe from the roaming vermin.
Gargon could almost sense his mother's pride and joy form above. For he did what the spirit of Martin told him to do. "Do not give up". Martin the Warrior of Redwall Abbey would say to him time after time.
After awhile all of the beasts that lived amoung the grey trees of Greyvree Wood started to show up at the Abbey and accetped the family warmly. Taken them in as their own kind. Feeding, careing, growing, and liveing their lifes to the limit they have. And will, for as long as they live.
Gargon dreams of soaring threw the sky. The wind in his face, flowing threw his thick golden fur. His arms and paws strecthed to there height and limit. And just soaring freely threw the midmoring fresh air. He has made himself promaise to fo'fill that awesome adventure in sweet life before leaveing to join his mother up above in the deep skys.
And also hear's Martin the Warroirs spirit and guiedence in bad times and in good. He holds him most worthy. As Melew did for himself.
Now he is a respected, kind, gentle, giggels offly much, sweet, protective, understanding, outgoing, young mouse of Grey Mount Abbey. Also, Warrior and deffender!
And lives happly with his family, and last but surely not least, Martins, and Melews, spirit. (Which is like a seconed nature to him)
Nickname: None
Spieces: Mouse
Gender: Male
Age: 30 Seasons
Favorite Sayings: What's' up mate's? I'm awfly happ'y' today.
Habbits: Giggeling, and chatting out on the Abbey's ramparts.
Height: 4.6
Eye Color: Golden brown.
Friends: Alot of Abbeys!
Foes: ALL Vermin!
Outside Apperance: Dark grey leather ribben buttoned vest. Homemade grey serpent skinpolished soild boots. Thick, but stoothingly soft goldin brown coat of fur. Grey with a hint of gold tight brichis.
Useuly wears glasses. But only when reading most of the time. They used to belong to his mothers. And for other uses, reading poems scrolls, riddles, and dibbun storys. (Which are surpriseinly hard to read for Gargon or mainly any Greymounter in company of Greymounter Abbey at the state of time.)
Grew up in Greyvree Wood. Spent most of his life forageing for food, trying holeheartedly to keep himself, Gaga, his little sister, Gaga, his baby brother, and his fahter Wreow, alive and healthy all awhile trying to keep himself healthy enough too help his family stay alive togehter in harmeny peace, and joy. His mother, Melew, died over time of starvastion and lack of water, Gargon tried his hardest to keep her alive along with the rest of the family, but she held Gaga,Tyanan, and her mate Wreow, higher then herself in dear life. So she would feed mostly Gaga, and Tyanan, her share of the food without Gargon noticing at the time they ate as a family (Which warely ever toke place of course), But was caught a few times from her sons young sharp kneen golden colored eyes. And would be given an licsher. But she would not listen to her son.
Intel about 16 seasons old, when Gargon Goldtail decided to bring his family and group up some of his friend beasts and build an awesome Abbey to where all of Greyvrees beasts that live ther can be safe from the roaming vermin.
Gargon could almost sense his mother's pride and joy form above. For he did what the spirit of Martin told him to do. "Do not give up". Martin the Warrior of Redwall Abbey would say to him time after time.
After awhile all of the beasts that lived amoung the grey trees of Greyvree Wood started to show up at the Abbey and accetped the family warmly. Taken them in as their own kind. Feeding, careing, growing, and liveing their lifes to the limit they have. And will, for as long as they live.
Gargon dreams of soaring threw the sky. The wind in his face, flowing threw his thick golden fur. His arms and paws strecthed to there height and limit. And just soaring freely threw the midmoring fresh air. He has made himself promaise to fo'fill that awesome adventure in sweet life before leaveing to join his mother up above in the deep skys.
And also hear's Martin the Warroirs spirit and guiedence in bad times and in good. He holds him most worthy. As Melew did for himself.
Now he is a respected, kind, gentle, giggels offly much, sweet, protective, understanding, outgoing, young mouse of Grey Mount Abbey. Also, Warrior and deffender!
And lives happly with his family, and last but surely not least, Martins, and Melews, spirit. (Which is like a seconed nature to him)