| Subject: A Normal History...no slave driving, vermin killed parents, or sueish. |
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Quickbow
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Date Posted: 00:04:16 10/05/06 Thu
Quickbow's History:
Before Quickbow:
Quickbow was born to wandering hares, Scott and Stephney Longears. His family often lived off the land, occasionally stopping at Salamanmdastron or Redwall. They didn’t have much interest in other creatures, not exactly shunning them, but just didn’t have very good social skills.
Dibbun Seasons:
His wandering parents left Quickbow at Redwall Abbey so they could go off adventuring together, and they knew having a tiny infant hare would be too much of a hassle for them to be toting around. He was a quiet, respectable dibbun for a while, but that phase soon passed once he found DAB, a club for dibbuns who hate bedtime and baths. He made friends with crazy dibbuns, such as Jess Willowfwirl Tamastru, a tiny red squirrel. Marie Blue-Eyes, a spazzy highland mouse. The friends were many and loyal, Ara Treesong, Songwind Rosemelody, Midnight Magic, and many others. Thos were great days for Quickbow. He would steal food, run away from scary badgers, especially Lauren, the Right Paw of DAB.
Teen Seasons:
For Quickbow, the peaceful life was getting to be a bit of a bore, and Quickbow took advantage of every contest, game, feasts, or anything remotely exciting taking place in the Abbey, and was always overly eager to hear the news of travelers visiting. He never saw his parent’s visit, which slightly puzzled him, but since he never knew them much in the first place him being very young when they left him, he was not affected by this much, thinking they were probably somewhere, having a better time then him.
Adult Seasons:
Quickbow finally left the Abbey when a small band of questers decided to find the ancient remains of Brockhall, long since forgotten since the Glory Days of Mossflower Wood. However, after searching for many a moon, still not finding anything, most of them back to the Abbey, tired of living off the land, where you never know where you will sleep next, where you will get your food, and what if a band of vermin have a run-in with you? Quickbow on the other hand, decided not to go back, and instead lived his life as his parents did, wandering through the lands, learning of older generations and things to come. He saw the Northern Mountains, spoke many tongues, and ended his lie the way he wanted to, on the long road of discovery, of finding out about himself, and about the world in general.
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