Oct 072011
 

From the journal of Ardebast Raconteur:

My friend Cyran is a lapine, also known as a rabbit to the former tribe of man. He’s advancing in years, but then again, aren’t we all? As with all lapines, he’s not very tall. His coat is a pale gray, when it isn’t smudged with grease that is. The colour is natural and not due to his age. He can often be found with a tool in his paw and a pack on his back. His signature goggles, which he crafted himself, allow him to see in the dark.

Cyran is a tinkerer, that is, he is a fur who builds tinkers, though he also dabbles with other inventions. Tinkers are mechanical constructs that serve as pets and labourers for other furs. He learned his trade in the capital city of Sixtus, then moved back to his hometown of Bree to open a tinker shop. It is a testament to his hard work, and natural stubbornness that even with the citizens of Bree being indifferent to tinkers, Cyranmanages to keep his shop open.

I met Cyran back when he was still an apprentice in Sixtus. During our time together, we frequented many fine establishments in the refreshment industry. This lapine enjoys a good pint, I assure you. Over the years,Cyran has become somewhat of a homebody. He rarely ventures from the safety of Bree, though he’s always happy to hear stories from my travels across Pelaria when I pass through.

Cyran has an eye for the ladyfurs. In our younger days, he and I courted many a lass, but Cyran was always the perfect gentlefur. A kiss on the paw was enough to content him. To date he has never married and still lives alone in the apartment above his shop.

Cyran’s daily routine was disturbed the day a young fur entered his shop crying for her lost tinker, Springs. The girl’s tears moved Cyran so much, that he volunteered to find her cherished companion. That is how he found himself out in the middle of a heavy storm one cold night. (as told in “Tale of the Tinkerwood”)

Carja’s Notes:

Cyran was the first Age of Animus character created. He was created before there was even an Age ofAnimus to talk about. He first appears as the unnamed protagonist in the story, “Tale of the Tinkerwood”. He’s also the first character introduced in Animus Funnies.

Cyran in Animus Funnies

Cyran’s thing is that he always has a wrench in his paw…because he accidentally glued it there.

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Oct 072011
 

The raindrops pelting his face were like tiny daggers of ice. His tunic had long since soaked through and now clung to his fur. Any sane fur would seek shelter in weather like this. He was beginning to question whether he still had a grip on his sanity as he trudged on.

It had been two days since he’d left the comfort of his workshop in Bree. The little girl’s tears had affected him too deeply. He’d built dozens of tinkers for dozens of families like hers. Inevitably they all went dormant or missing. That’s the way with tinkers he’d told her. She wouldn’t accept it; couldn’t accept it. Springs was her best friend. He wouldn’t leave her like that. Truth be told, he didn’t even remember building Springs. Was the tinker even one of his?

He stopped to wring his ears out and smoothed them back to tuck them under the strap of his night-goggles. The goggles were the only thing allowing him to see in the storm. A handy invention of his, a special chemical spread across the inside of the lens allowed him to see in the dark. It’d taken some research and a little luck to find the right mixture. He still had a little refining to do before he tried to sell them to others though.

Where was he? Was he still on the main road? The rain had turned the countryside to mud so it was hard to tell where the road ended. How could he hope to find the tinker if he couldn’t even tell where he was? He couldn’t very well stay here though. He had to find some kind of shelter.

That search proved more fruitful than his search for the lost tinker. A hollowed out log lay just off what he assumed was the road. He crawled in and settled in for the night. Hopefully the weather would improve in the morning. It was going to be a long andmiserable night.


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