Name: Phaedra
Age: young, about the Ya-men equivalent of seven years old
Marital Status: no mate
Occupation: none
Former Occupations: gathering berries counts?
Education: none officaially, knows all of the old Ya-men ballads, can count, speaks very broken casta and the Ya-man dialect fluently
Residence: The Institute for the Study of Extraterrestrial Life in Iowa (or something like that)
Income: sometimes they feed her, but they are unaware of how quickly an avian giant burns food just for metabolism
Politics: doesn't even know it exists, but if she did, she'd sue these idiots who have her in a cage
Abilities
~Unarmed Combat: no training, but fairly dangerous what with the talons and beak
~Armed Combat:
Antique Weapons: Can use a spear fairly effectively
Guns/Lasers: She'd probably manage to shoot herself
~Vehicle driving: none
~Computer use: none
~Interpersonal Relations: rather sweet, shy, curious
~Weaknesses: quickly becoming claustrophobic
~Appearance: about six feet tall, weighs maybe 140 lbs., standard Ya-men youngster.
Romantic relationships: none
Friends/Contacts: her mother and siblings back at home
Hobbies: singing
Special Equipment/Vehicles/Expensive possessions: None!
Other Information: has strong empathy and good telepathy, especially for broadcasting
E-mail: belegwen@hotmail.com