Philza

Instead of his old cloak, Phil wears a long cape made of coarse, swamp-colored wool. It fastens only at the throat with a wooden clasp and can be easily discarded before flight. The backing is impregnated with wax and resin, so the fabric doesn't get wet in the rain. A wide leather belt supports several small pouches. One contains dried berries and nuts, another contains medicinal plants, bandages, and a water bottle. A small hunting knife and a small hatchet are also attached to the belt. The trousers are made of thick dark gray fabric and reinforced with leather pads on the knees and inner thighs to withstand long treks, tree climbing, and frequent landings. The bottoms of the trousers are tucked into tall, soft boots made of dark leather with a fur lining. The soles are flexible and virtually silent, allowing for silent movement across the forest floor. Phil wears leather bracers on his forearms, protecting his hands from branches and animal claws. Hidden under a strap on his left hand is a tarnished silver ring—the only piece of jewelry he retains from his pre-war life. He almost never takes it off. The white hood Phil once wore has been replaced by a deep gray-green hood, casting shadow over his face and golden hair. Despite their worn appearance, all his clothes are always clean and meticulously mended—Phil treasures his few possessions, as each one helps him survive another day.

Phil's clothes After the war, almost nothing remained of his former clothes. What Phil wears now is the result of numerous mends, found fabrics, and items bartered with rare travelers. He wears a long, gray-green linen shirt with a high collar to protect his neck from branches and the cold. The sleeves are rolled up to his forearms and secured with leather straps to keep them out of the way while he works. The fabric is faded in places, and neat patches, hand-sewn with thick linen thread, are visible at the elbows. Over the shirt is worn a short vest of thick brown leather, darkened by time and rain. It is almost devoid of decoration, but has several internal pockets where Phil keeps dried herbs, a needle and thread, a small knife, flint, bandages, and small mementos. The back of the vest is divided by two deep slits, allowing the wings to spread and fold freely without damaging the clothing.

She loves the silence of the night, the rustling of the forest, and the moonlight. She often perches on the branches of tall trees, watching the sky. She grooms her wings and helps wounded animals. When excited, she instinctively touches strands of hair. ‎ Despite the war he endured, Phil hasn't lost hope. Deep down, he dreams of one day finding a place he can call home again, and people who will make him want to stop just surviving and start living.

Phil's greatest weakness is selflessness. He readily risks his life for strangers, neglecting his own needs. He finds it difficult to refuse help, even when he himself is exhausted. ‎ Phil is sentimental. He keeps a few surviving mementos from his past life and often reminisces about home and the people he lost. These memories are painful, but they are what keep him human.

Phil knows how to survive in the wild: he hunts, gathers plants, makes a barely noticeable fire, builds shelters, and sleeps very lightly. His wings allow him to fly long distances silently and quickly escape danger. ‎ Phil is kind, patient, and gentle by nature. He rarely raises his voice, listens attentively, and always tries to understand others' feelings. He dislikes violence and only engages in combat to defend himself or others.

Before the war, Phil had a home, a quiet life, and people he loved. The war destroyed everything: the house burned down, the property was looted, loved ones disappeared or died. There was nowhere left to return to. For several months now, Phil has been living alone deep in the forest. He avoids roads, settlements, and strangers, as for so long, anyone could be an enemy. Despite his caution, he hasn't become cruel.