ghost stood in front of a straw dummy her knuckles callused from so much practicing her fighting, she was blind but her ears could pick up sound vibrations, and thet let her see, that skill hasn't slowed her progress so far. her instructor called her to the center ring she had been training for many years, trying to be a real monk, today was her day to graduate from the monk acadamy she had to fight her instructor, she steppeted into the ring. and began... with in an hour she had finally managed to defeat her instructor, she showered and stepped infront of her instructor, now with a bruze the size of kansas across his face, and he presented her with her monk knuckles, padded inside and metal and razors on the outside, now her greatest possession, she smiled and walked away, she was going to go on a adventure soon, she just had to find one...
EDIT ((srry))
name: phantom falcon, "ghost"
species: falcon
job: monk
age: 15
started: graduating the monk acadamy
special skills: has own fighting style, uses flight to gain an upper hand, echolocation
weapons: knuckles, like the ones above, chain mail over tough leather armor, for maximum mobility, arm bracers, chain mail pants over tough leather armor, spiked leather boots- thin and light for easy movement