REDESIGNED TRIFIX MYO 4

As long with his required armor, he has a holster that hangs on his neck piece that holds a total of three daggers. The holster is covered mostly by his vines so most of the time others don’t know he has them. They were made specifically for him by his father who is a blacksmith. His father made them as a present for him when he graduated from his warrior training. When his father was younger he planted a tree at the exact spot he met Figs mother. They did it in celebration of them together. The tree grew at a rapid pace and by the time Fig was about 3 or so, it was fully grown. When Fig mentioned to his parents that he will be a warrior, his dad set out to make his son the perfect weapon. It took him months to sketch and find the materials to make it alongside making other weapons for the village. He grabbed three sturdy branches from his tree and crafted them into perfect hilts that held onto shap blades. They were just simple daggers made with wood hilts. He showed his wife. His wife said they were too simple for my son. So she went out and looked around for something, anything to make the hilts pretty. She found the perfect things. Three red gems. They looked almost identical to Figs gems. Not thinking much or looking who she bought them from, she grabbed them and gave them to her husband. They were perfect. He crafted them into the hilts. They glowed and shined in the light. They were his best works yet. He wanted to give them to his son as soon as he was finished with them but Fig's mother wanted him to wait. Giving a child sharp blades didn’t end well and Fig was very clumsy when he was a child. So they agreed to give them to him once he graduated his warrior training. So they put them up. What they didn’t know while it was put up for a few years was that the tree grew into the blades, making it look like a tree grew onto them. They also didn’t know that gems were special. So when they gave Fig his three daggers, they shined and glowed with Fig

He didn’t even activate his power gem, but when he touched them for the first time, they linked. With his magic glowing and the gem on the hilts glowing, he threw them. Threw them into the nearest tree, which was the same tree they were made out of. It was a precious aim. They were perfect. He loved them. His parents were shocked but they didn’t really care cause they loved the look on his face. Outside of being a warrior however, Figwig is a big softie when it comes to the cubs. He loves watching over them while they play. He lets them climb and run around him. He sometimes sings to them while he hides them underneath his wings crowding around the big campfire in the middle. Most of the time he is the last one to bed besides the guards. He goes around when he isn’t training, and helps around the colony as much as he can and where he can. But ever since he’s been a cub, he has always been clumsy, sometimes making it a bit too much for others. They appreciate him though, having him be a big Trfifx so most of them don’t have to get high up when needed. If he isn’t helping around with the colony or the cubs, you can always see or rather hear him make his newest song. His voice is similar to Zach Bryan with a deeper tone. Some will describe his voice like fall and cinnamon. It’s deep and strong like the deep tree trunks that surround their homes. It gravels in the most beautiful way imaginable. When he gets hit with inspiration it’s usually when he is by himself, just standing with nature. Or he’ll get it from the stories of the past that are passed down. Most can almost always hear him humming some type of tone. Some others will recognize because he sings a few often, but every so often he will sing a new one. It’s not often he does but when he does everyone wants to hear what he has. He sings them around the campfire and sometimes during the festivals, other than that, he will just hum them out. He’s plenty shy with other adults but kids he is not shy with.