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The Tiger

Name: Námir
Nickname(s): None
Age: 27
Personality:

Strong- As true as a beast, he is strong and he will be able to protect what is his. His home is one that he strives to protect because it’s the only place where he can hide; the walls are a blocker from cruel eyes and a barrier from harsh words. It’s the only place where he can feel protective, somewhat a sanctuary for him.

But sometimes this character can be a disadvantage for him as well. It can go out of hand if his temper is unleashed and he may hurt those he cares about most of all. This can cause the loneliness and the darkness within him to grow, forever losing himself.

Bad Temper- The loneliness and darkness in Námir causes him constant pain, a living wound that is festering on his heart. Those who tugs on Námir’s loneliness, his pain, causes him to lash out on others before they hurt him any further.

Lonely- As true to his title, he is often left alone because of his fierce look and dangerous, dark, mysterious aura. As a result he doesn’t know how to act towards others and he doesn’t know how to act compassionate. He craves for some sort of attention, companionship, and so he unleashes his beastly nature to claim what he wants. But even though he many force others to notice him, he still feels an emptiness in his heart, for it isn’t true companionship.

He then tends to watch from a distance and leave others alone, afraid that the beast within might lash out without him knowing.

Smart- Because Námir’s loneliness, he is constantly moving from place to place, hearing stories of the other Book Children around him from long distances where they can not see him. He is constantly curious of others and is a very good listener. He can sense when people are angry, upset, sad, and happy. He knows where the other Book Children go and where’s where in the forest and in the City. He pays special attention to those around him, his beastly senses helping him out.

Benevolent- Event though Námir is part beast, he has a human side to him as well. He is secretly kind and does help others when they do not know it. He actually loves helping other’s out but fears that they may take this weakness out on him and damage him in anyway.

He loves the way they are happy afterwards, knowing that he was the cause of it, and he feels a temporary happiness.

But it is always short lived.

He ends up lonely in the end because he’s the only one who knows, and those he have helped, go about their lives not knowing that it was him and doesn’t even look back and wonder what had happen. Only he would.

Thoughts on the Forest: Námir finds the forest somewhat peaceful place. He loves seeing the trees glow in the perpetual void that was neither night nor day. He thinks of them as a glimmer of hope for him because from the forest, comes new Book Children he hasn’t meet yet, stories to be told. He would fall asleep thinking about the tales they weave.

But just like the forest, it is dark and eerie. He’s constantly having nightmares on being in the empty forest, alone, for it is what he feels in his heart. He one day wishes to have the nightmares turn into a dream where a companion reaches out and show he that he is need and safe, that is what he truly desires.

But the Forest can also be a place that constantly gives him grief. He looks at the Forest and wonders why he was “born” in the first place, what was his purpose in the Library City when he is a beast and feels like he isn’t able to fit in. He finds himself frustrated and angry with these thoughts and eventually hope, he’ll find the reason why.
Thoughts on Book Children: He wants to feel a connection to those who are like him. He wants to hear their stories as they tell it to him, face to face. He wonders what they are like, to be able to smile and talk with them.

He loves how they are always happy and how they bring color to the world and longs to be a part of their everyday lives.

But for now, he stays at a distance.
Thoughts on City People: Námir can see the City People while most other Book Children cannot. His animal-like senses can easily spot out City People and can see what they say, even if it’s only a whisper.

Námir feels like he can relate to them because they are unseen and eerie, he describes himself with the same words.

History: Námir has been around for 27 years since he was “born.”

Through out that time, he’s been trying to make a connection to other Book Children. But constant rejection on meeting the wrong ones to connect to has made Námir lonely and Bad Tempered. He sometimes kidnaps other Book Children and makes them tell their stories and smile for them. In the end, it doesn’t fill the emptiness and soon lets them go. He feels the constant ache of loneliness in his chest as he clutches a hand over his heart where the pain festers while the other almost grips into a fist for the pain it causes.

He is constantly listening to those around him as he goes through life, bitter and cold, finding little pleasure in things like books and stories, flowers and gardening. The Books and stories becomes an escape for himself and gardening for the plants know his gentle touch and that he was the one to make them grow beautifully

He even helps others out with problems they have, not knowing it was him helping out in the first place, for it gives him temporary happiness and joy.

Part of him, through out the years, is ashamed on being part animal. He hangs his head a little, cannot bare to looks at other’s right in the eyes, for fear on seeing their souls and for them seeing his weakness.

He is constantly searching for a way to end this misery.
Favorite Things: Roses, gardening, books, listening to stories, exploring parts of Library-City.
Hated Things: Having to be by himself, yelling, angry voices, his visage, cuts and scars.

The Bride

Name: Devika
Nickname(s): Devi (and she will gladly try to sock you across the face if you use this more than once)
Age: Late teens to early twenties.
Personality:
Contrary – She has little interest in making friends, it seems, and will at first respond to a kind or sensible word with hostility. No, the weather is not nice today, but dreary and miserable. You’re tired of doing chores? Well, clearly you don’t understand the meaning of hard work, and you’re acting very ungrateful. Devika seem as ill-mannered and sullen as any child when it comes to people, because she likes to test them for her own, personal benefit. This manner of testing people only seems to extend itself to general conversation, fortunately. A true friend, she reasons, would be able to look past her attitude and stick with her through thick and thin. It doesn’t matter to her how many people find her unpleasant. If she can find even one who she can call a friend, then it will be very well worth it in the end. Though she acts as though she could do without people, she is, at heart, curious about them, and won’t resist engaging them in conversation if only to see how they react when she tries to get under their skin. Do they storm off in a rage? Or do they stick around and give her as much sass as she’s giving them? Devika isn’t exactly sure what it is she’s looking for—but it had better be someone who can handle her without rolling over.

Blunt – Shy, quiet, and meek are simply not in Devika’s vocabulary. If one is doing something stupid, she will tell them, and fails to grasp the concept of softening her words. If someone comes to her and requests her opinion about something personal, she’ll give it to them straight without her usual contradictory ways. If people want to try and find ways to improve themselves, then by all means, she’ll offer them her advice. She believes it better to be upfront and honest, and simply lacks the patience to coddle someone when a harsh and snapping word can produce faster results. In her opinion, they’re more likely to work on themselves when given scathing criticism. That, and she gets a certain sense of pride in knowing that people are coming to her to ask questions. She does think highly of herself and her intelligence, so it’s only natural that other people might want to partake in it. Unfortunately, she has a habit of sometimes simply taking it upon herself to point out that someone is acting stupid or lazy or whatever else, even if they haven’t asked her opinion on it. She has an odd way of expressing herself, and for those whom she becomes attached to, she will often say seemingly cruel things about them—but her words lack any real bite. Being gruff is simply how she conveys herself, and she will not indulge in any sugary sweet nonsense.

Passionate - The wonders of knowledge fascinates Devika, and when she finds something that truly interests her, she wholeheartedly sets out to understand every aspect of it better. In this case, it applies to reading. To lose oneself in a book is an utterly thrilling concept to her, and she would spend days pouring through books of all shapes and sizes if she were able. There’s something simply magical about being able to open up different stories and imagine she’s in the characters’ shoes, living in different worlds with different rules. This passion stretches itself to other aspects in her life as well, making her extremely dedicated whenever something catches her attention. People’s opinions seem to matter little to her, and she is not afraid to pursue her interests even if they might bring about disapproval.

Levelheaded – Though quite a few people might be familiar with the flat side of her palm smacking against the side of their heads whenever they manage to offend Devika, she is very rarely angry. Her words can be cutting, and she might raise her voice on occasion, but she is not one to fly off the handle or lose control of her temper. If someone is irritating her that badly, she will simply choose to leave the area (if she’s able), or will ignore them to the best of her ability. Be warned; if you get in her face even after she has made it clear that she does not care for you, you will likely be introduced to her fist. She can have her bad moods or succumb to frustration, but losing control of herself is extremely unappealing to her. She wants to get under people’s skin, not the other way around!

Diligent – When she claims she will get something done, then it will get done, even if she has to bash some heads in to do it. Devika prides herself on being responsible and competent, and though it may take some sweet talking to get her to do anything, you’re golden if you manage to succeed. She takes it as personal offense if she fails to complete a task, and will be extremely irritable for days. She does not like to fail, and so she puts her best into anything she sets out to achieve. Don’t try to criticize her work, either. She won’t take kindly to your helpful advice, and she’ll tell you where you can stick it. Leave her alone, and let her work!

Loyal – As much as her personality may rub people the wrong way, those who earn her trust will have a companion who sticks by their side no matter what. People are capable of making mistakes, but that does not define who they really are on the inside. Devika doesn’t care if suddenly you’ve become the laughing stock of the entire City. She may, of course, tell you how much of an idiot you are, but she will be the first to start thinking of ways to hurry the process of redemption along, and will fiercely defend you from any sort of harassment in her presence. She is not afraid to get into a fist fight with someone twice her size to protect those she cares about—and don’t you dare try to treat her like a lady, either. She won’t have any of it, and you’re just as likely to get smacked upside the head for even trying.

Thoughts on the Forest: In essence, it was her home. Though she respects the Forest for giving her life, and for constantly allowing new Children to come forth, she does not stop to think and dwell and brood over it. She lives in the City now, and though she may find herself casting her gaze out to that cold, barren place with its dead trees, she does not allow herself to feel much of anything for it. In truth, the lifelessness of the Forest, and the perpetual chill that drapes itself around its shoulders unnerves her, and she feels uneasy knowing that she crawled from such a place. How can something so alien produce Children like herself?

Thoughts on Book Children: Largely indifferent. Just because they are Book Children does not somehow make them better people, in her mind; though she is technically one of them, she refuses to believe that it leads to any sort of connection or kinship between them. Whether or not she can befriend any of them depends on their personalities, and so she remains largely neutral about the Book Children on as a whole until she can get to know them individually.

Thoughts on City People: She has generally the same thoughts on the Book Children as she does the City People. She strongly respects their culture of sorts, and their love for books, but whether or not she can befriend them also depends on their personalities. She’s sure to probably bump heads with a few of them, and get along fine with others. She does, however, appreciate everything that the City People want to teach her, and will eagerly devour any ounce of knowledge that they want to teach her--if they can put up with her abrasive personality, of course.

History: Since she wandered from the Forest and into the City, Devika has not done anything notable in her young life. She’s kept to herself for the most part, and her interactions with others have been cold and clipped at best. What the Book Child has found she loves best, however, is—well, books. Devika loves to read, and can always be found with a book on her person. She is a quick and eager student, and anything that the City People want to teach her, she will fully commit herself to whatever lesson they want to throw her way.

Favorite Things: Reading, being self-sufficient, wandering about the city, people who can stand up for themselves, pretty, flowing clothes, soft things, mechanical pets, sweet or spicy foods.

Hated Things: People who whine or cry, not having a good book to read, being told what to do or how to act, boredom, sour foods,

The Tiger

Name: Adelon, "Add-Uh-Lahn".
Nickname(s): Sir Tiger, to those that prefer it.
Age: Late twenties to early thirties.

Personality:
Reserved - Though he's friendly, Adelon has always had trouble actually keeping up with a conversation and, due to this, will often choose to keep to himself rather than join the few friends that are able to put up with him. He, for the most part, tries to avoid crowded places as much as possible and when around friendly company tends to just sit and listen; keeping his opinions to himself as he picks at the foreign looking cloths draped around him. Despite his rather aloof manner, Adelon really is paying attention- to pretty much everything. He just doesn't let you know that.

Intellectual - Adelon, for the most part, keeps his lips sealed. But when you are to actually get him to speak? His intelligence is astounding. After pouring over book after book and soaking in whatever information he can get from the City People; knowledge has become one of the top things that the Tiger Man tends to strive towards. Though it is rare, Adelon will sometimes share his knowledge about things- leaning down so that he can murmur facts that he read or heard about into whoever might want to listen's ear. Not only does he have knowledge of the logical side of life, but he is also very opinionated- despite the fact that he doesn't often share his side of things. The Tiger Child has quite a lot to say but no drive to say it; unless, of course, in friendly company that he knows will listen and at least pretend to understand the train of thought that seems to be winding through his head constantly.

Curious - Though Adelon does not talk much, most of the words that do manage to push past his lips almost always form questions. His mind is always working, striving to find out how things work and why things are. When he can't figure it out on his own, the Child has no problems with asking those around him. He'll often be found wandering about the City, picking up things and examining them with those sharp green eyes of his; often hidden by the mask he wears. Clockwork seems to be the one constant that never ceases to entertain him- it's not uncommon to find a new ticking piece of machinery shoved in his pocket to be taken apart later.

Absent Minded - The Book Child has always kept a dreamy air about him- often wandering around the City without really knowing where he's off to and stumbling over planters and people he didn't notice walking towards him in his zoned out little daze. He's often been caught stealing things without even realizing it; picking up artifacts that to him looked lovely and stowing them in his pockets. Only to bring them back later with an apologetic frown and an embarrassed blush spreading across his lightly tanned cheeks, only half-hidden by the mask he'd been born with.

Thoughts on the Forest:
Adelon believes the Forest to be both a strange and beautiful place that holds knowledge most people will never understand. He often finds himself staring out at it's unnaturally large trees with not a thought floating through his normally buzzing head; having to shake himself out of the trance whenever he realizes he'd been sitting there for hours just enjoying the intricacy that is it's trees and other plants provide him and the rest of the people living in the City. Walks along the forest's edges are not uncommon for him and he often finds a sense of peace that he can't find anywhere else when listening to the swaying of branches and smelling the sweet scent of fresh green.

Thoughts on Book Children:
Book Children, to him, seem more innocent than the rest- more curious and a lot more child-like. He enjoys their company and often sits quietly while they tell of their adventurous lives. He feels a bit cut off from their world, though. Despite the fact that they are both Children of the Books, he's always felt as though he was different from all the rest. Too shy, too timid, to really ever fit in with anyone.

Thoughts on City People:
City People are older and wiser. They have many stories to tell and many different ways to tell them. Adelon adores their black-and-white appearance, finding that it gives them a sort of elegance no Book Child could obtain. He thinks of them as his protectors and mentors- there to answer questions and tell stories of the past.Though some are not as friendly as other's, Adelon treats them with a respect that he feels they deserve.

History:
Adelon is one of the newer Book Children, having only just arrived from the Forest about a year and a half ago. He's done nothing too exciting since then and, for the most part, has simply wandered around. He's found a home with a mockingjay-based City Person by the name of Omniscient, though he rarely actually stays there; preferring to walk around the City at nights and find comfortable places to curl up in whenever he feels tired.

Favorite Things: Learning new things, wandering around the City, listening to stories being told, mechanical pets, clockwork, taking things apart to learn how they work, and sweet foods/drinks.
Hated Things: Having a question go unanswered, taking off his mask, when people tug on his tail, being the center of attention, and having to talk for a long period of time.