as sin'arek lept from a branch nestled in the canopy of the huge blood-wood tree, he fell to a branch around twenty feet below his sharp, talons digging into the soft outer bark, causing the tree to release copious amount of red sap,where it got it's name. coiling his leg he lept accross the chasm that separated the tree from another, landind he used his momentum to catapult him through the forest, until stopping, a goodly distance away from his start to survey the floor, shrouded in mist, swirling and warping among the roots of the leviathans. he relaxed and let out a click of releif from his beak, a sign of satisfaction, he was garbed lightly, a thin vest barley covering his thin, wiry chest and shorts made of the same grey material, a small curved dagger hanging from a bandolier swung accross his chest. his skin a dull brown color, he was hunched, a characteristic of his race, with tough callouses behind his long head and on his knees and elbows. as he crouched and surveyed the floor below he saw shapes in the mist, silouettes that didn't belong, knowing he must warn others he leapt back the way he came schreeching a warning in his native tounge. (feel free to join, the forest is perpetually shrouded in mist, excpt for among the trees who are grown so thickly that no light can penatrate the forest floor, o have set the character istics of one race, and the player who joins as the other first will be able to make the race. feel free to make more than one character.)