A Chima legend, what can go wrong? One character can lead to change… One character with a mind of an eagle and a body of a Raven… As the young raven lived with the eagles for many years, he has forgotten about his father’s rule, his monarchy! From the spires he lived and thrived in, he learned what many other Ravens didn’t. He used to be an outcast from his tribe: hated from which he believed in. Thus after many a month of being harassed and outcasted from his own tribe… Razic, The Son of Razar, has now decided to make a decision to go back to where he once lived from, born and raised in his early years… but things didn’t seem the same… it will all go down, as a legend to remember…

  
    Introducing the characters, we have Razic. A Strong-willed, historical-minded raven with values of what is seemingly Communism. Equal share for everyone, yes? Workers Rights? Tired of old rules that everyone had to follow? Hate having too much money hoarded all to yourself? Well that's what Razic believes in, he hates the capitalistic ways of the ravens and wishes he could let them learn that money and greed isn’t everything in the Raven’s mindset. When he left his home to venture out into to Chima to prove his ideals, he got caught up with another Raven, a female named Rica, and both were on the quest to reform the tribe, but after that long legend in it’s own… Razic decided to give up. Knowing that the ideals placed from his grandfather, are said and final, he said a sad farewell to Rica and his only true love....

    
    A physical description of Razic would be a bit time-consuming so it’ll be cut a bit short. The young raven has blue eyes, contrasting that of his father’s golden orange. His wings are a bit crooked, but he still flies normally. He has a rare genetic mutation that makes his wing-tips colored a vibrant white. And his beak smooth and sleek. He wears a same mask that of Razar’s only it’s metal frame is gold and the face-plating color blue. His clothing is just random straps and bandoleers on him, that and a loincloth obviously. From those straps goes his Chi-harness, which has a emblem of a Raven with wings from the sides of its head protruding from it. His voice somewhat smooth quiet, instead of the usual loud and scratchy voices other ravens had, possibly from his unidentified mother of sorts...


    It has been 5 years, and nothing has been heard from Razic to the Tribe. The other ravens thought he must’ve passed away, but a slow stream of letters to his father were signifying that he was still alive… but the recipient… wasn’t there to return them… this is the reason why Razic decides to to leave the eagles and return to his old home and see if Razar and Rawzom were still there, were ignoring him. It is this simple worry of his, and hopes to solve the problem and make amends with his father and grandfather and hope they would get along… But during those five years… a hostile takeover happened to the royalty happened somewhere in the middle, a revolution! Razic was blissfully unaware of the situation, and the “Wings Row” Monarchy went down and Democracy took it’s place, by one Raven… the one whom hated Royals and sought out to hunt down every last remaining heir so the old “Wings Row” Dynasty would be quashed forever...

    That Raven’s Name is Rawlin. A Capitalist-thinking Raven who wants to have everything to revolve around money, his evil corporation, and greed is his game.


    Rawlin was a very timid fellow as a child. His mother was an eagle and his father a Raven, leaving him with a white feathered left arm. He grew a deep and burning hatred for all Eagles. Seeing as how much pain they caused him amidst the Raven Tribe. Being pecked and nagged constantly about his parents. When he reached the age of becoming, he undertook an operation that amputated his Eagle arm, the only visible tie on his body that he was part Eagle, and replaced it with that of a mechanical one. He was greatly attracted to gold, shiny objects of which he wore about him in an outfit similar to Rawzom’s. He sought to gain power quickly in the Raven Tribe and eventually performed a hostile takeover of the Raven Tribe. Eventually he reformed the Tribe into a large business. Talon Industries. This corporation quickly gained power amidst Chima. And now… the story:







    It was a summer’s day, high in the eagle spires, Razic was in his room that was shared with other eagles. The eagles he lived with were mostly scholars, it’s like 3 Scholars, one warrior guardsmen and a Communist Raven, what a crazy mixture of characters. The Scholars were busy reading books and studying, whilst the warrior guardsmen was just busy trying to stab things like his pillow, bed framing and even some books the scholars were reading. (Which they get obviously mad at said Warrior guardsmen.) Razic stretched and yawned, laying on the open windowsill, looking out in the direction of his old home…


    “Hmm… it’s been a while… the letters aren’t coming back… whats going on over there?” he said. A scholar heard him and pondered what he was meaning.


    “Excuse me Mr. Razic… but uh… what are you saying? Didn’t you pledge your allegiance to the Coat of Talons and vowed to stay here?” Erikson said in his slobbery lispy voice.


    “Yeah… i did do that… but now… i’m worried…” Razic said, looking at the skies… The Warrior Eagle Eagalahad grunted and then laughed at Razic’s somewhat petty excuse to go back.


    “A Chimian of honor always keeps his word.” he replied, snickering, he kept on playfully stabbing things with his copy of an Eglaxxor that was signed by Eris that he loved so much.


    “And so what? I find it a little boring here… the only action i could ever get out of this place is with Eris… She’s taught me what i know now, and made me forget old things i wish i didn’t learn…” Razic sighed then chuckled…


    “Bet little Eris has a crush on me because she seems a lil’ shy round’ me… heh heh… i’d imagine the possibilities if we were in love…Yeah, She also taught me how to fight like an eagle… but i still have a bit of cowardice in me… Darn father, telling me retreating is good...” he said, snickering… scraping his talons on the wooden windowsill.


    Razic got off the windowsill and walked over to a closet door, opening it and grabbing his things that were organized neatly in there. He grabbed his main weapon his Laser bow and arrow, nicknamed “Feather Ripper” which looked like a clone of Cragger’s old weapon he used when he fought in the outlands… he then close it’s door after getting his ruck-sack full of his belonging and headed for the window, but before he leapt out and flew to the outcropping where his “Ravenifyed” Eagle Jet lay dormant, he grinned at his fellow room-mates.


    “Lest we forget, y’all were living with royalty… i guess ya know that, right?” Razic said, giving his buddies a thumbs up, grinning.


    “Yes, my good sir! We were- wait… we were living with Raven Royalty?” said Erikson him looking through his notes jotted down about Razic, Eagalahad grunted and looked away, pouting that Razic was leaving.


    “Well, farewell, good pal. I hope you find what you’re looking for. If you are ever in need of assistance, you know who to call.” He smiles weakly.


    “Oh, well. Um, good luck on your travels, sir! We would follow you around, but… i’m just a school-girl! I don’t want my face to get blasted to smithereens!” Said Eagle Scholar Ekala, adjusting her glasses, waving farewell with her wing.



    Razic grunted and grinned, waving goodbye. He’d then hold out his arms open for what was seemingly a hug, but he was slowly tipping backwards, and then fell off the windowsill backwards, surprising everyone. But a sigh of relief came when they heard Razic Chi up and he flew straight up past their window, making a good gale of wind in their dorm. He flew around with some agility and speed, being acrobatic with his flight patterns, making a graceful landing to his jet.



    Razic grinned and looked at his signature jet, it was like a cross between an regular Eagle Jet and a prototype eagle stealth fighter named the Locktalon F-117. Razic christened it the “Nightraven.” Most of it’s avionics were hand-made by the eagles, but its body and specs were actually ordered from Talon Industries from the Ravens to be used for Stealth Combat. Rawlin headed the project and agreed that the plane be flown by a Raven for testing, little did he know, Razic was gonna pilot the plane. Razic looked a bit melancholy. He sighed and looked out behind him in the horizon, the sun was setting and he sighed, enjoying a magnificent sight facing the direction where his elden home layed. He’d then unwittingly put his hand in his pocket to search for his key to activate his jet, but he gasped and realized it wasn’t in there, so he checked himself for it but it wasn’t found. Suddenly, he heard a screech from a familiar Eagle Girl that had made a landing behind Razic. The young Raven turned around and saw Eris holding the key in her hand, a smile in her mug and a good expression on her. She walked up to Razic and grinned, she had a slight mutual crush on Razic on how well he learned from her, and she blushed a slight bit.



    She chuckled that nervous Eris chuckle. “I’m gonna miss you a lot, Razic. I wish you well. I think what you’re doing is right and you should take courage in what you believe. You’ve meant a great deal to me these past few years...” Eris brushed a teardrop from her eye, “... I… I enjoyed teaching you new things. In the process, you taught me as well, so much so in fact… i could’ve given you a scholarship here... And I thank you being with us, such an outcast to his own tribe is… amazing to say the least, especially from another avian. P-please excuse m-me for this b-but...” She leaned up and pecked him with a kiss on the cheek. Razic blushed as well, not knowing how to react to a kiss from a girl… his wings unfolded and he fainted there on the spot. Eris giggling and placing the key in his hand before getting him into his cockpit so he could wake up and fly off to his old home… it would be a few more hours into the night until Razic recovered…