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<p>Name:Karlheinz</p> <p>Race: Griffon</p> <p>Sex: Male</p> <p>Age: 19 ish?</p> <p>Occupation:Traveling worker/ Cook/ Musician</p> <p>Appearance: Slender build, mostly monochromatic. White feathers on the head fade to a dark gray to the body. Primary feathers on his wings are accented red. His eyes are also red, and around his eyes is black plumage. He can usually be seen wearing a red bandanna.</p> <p>Personality: Kind, but not very talkative. Open to learning about ponies, but seems to connect better with griffons. Easy to get along with if you're not a shithead, or a part of the ruling class.</p> Background: Many years ago, Karl and his family were supported by his father, who worked for a Griffon attachment of the royal guard. As Karl's mother raised him, Karl's father would be off fulfilling his duty under the crown. It was a fairly simple life for Karl and his mother, keeping watch on the home in the North, waiting and hoping on sparse visits from the soldier of the family. As one would expect, there came a day when there was no visitation, except by that of a pair of uniform clad griffons who had no relation to Karl's family. They brought with them the news of his father's passing, killed in the line of duty, serving under the Princesses in some campaign unknown to Karl and Karl's mother. With the supporter of the family gone, things began to steadily decline. Money was sparse, and soon Karl and his mother had to move away in search of work. They moved south, towards Canterlot. It was during that point in life that Karl and his mother learned the value of hard work, and the struggle the working class endures to make ends meet. After Karl helped his mother get settled around the area of the city, he went out to try and make it on his own, and to see if he could find out just how his father died, and whether or not his death was necessary. This motivation drove him to become a bit political and rebellious, and for some reason he always resented the guard, and the rulers of Equestria by extension. He wondered if the Princesses needed to send ponies and griffons out on campaigns, and whether or not they were meant to rule, let alone have the ability to raise and lower the sun and moon. Among these things, he was wary of the blatant class system present in the city, and all around Equestria. During these formative years without his dad, Karl leaned a bit more towards the rebellious side, and would often go out and get in trouble. It wasn't all bad, though. After a while of working odd jobs and saving, this gryphon managed to save up enough for a low end apartment in the City's south side, where he mostly resides today.
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