Name: Kitt Fenris
Age: 20
Height: 5' 4"
Species: Wildcat-Kin
Class: Wildman/Amazon
Weapons: A variety of throwing knives made from carven bone and teeth, similar to these.
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In addition to this he carries a long-handled hatchet slung across his back. Roughly the length of his forearm and a half, heavy bladed head and handle wrapped with leather, adorned with feathers. It is as much a tool as it is a weapon, having seen as many tree trunks split as heads and more blood spilled while cutting a carcass than in fighting.
Description: Kitt would never be one that you would call imposing. A feline of fairly short stature, thick cloud-grey and white fur mottled with darker stripes. Long fluffy-tipped ears and a thick striped tail give him an almost lynx-like appearance, but one that some would manage to distinguish as actually that of a wildcat.
The wildcat-kin wears clothing typical for his tribe, leather and hides adorned with feather and the boneclaws of feral predators. Most of his upper torso remains bare save for a hide covering over one shoulder and arm, attached to a thick fur collar and hood as well as a leather bandoleer crosswise over his chest which holds eight of his throwing knives, the rest carried in a bag along with the rest of his few possessions.
His most distinguishing features however are the cloth bindings that entirely cover his eyes, and the large crystal shard that hangs around his neck on a simple cord, nestled in the fur of his chest it is clear blue in colour and polished into a roughly oval shape that would fit neatly in the palm of a hand.
Short Biography: For Kitt life has always been a struggle. Born into this world near-blind, for the young wildcat his early years would be a struggle. While his parents bore the blind child and raised him, he was treated no different to the rest and worked for his way in the village. To his unseeing eyes the world is comprised of naught but light and shadows, and as such he slowly learned to master the sense of hearing as a way to help judge his surroundings, for as displayed by their large feline ears, wildcats are well suited to such.
Despite his very nature the young feline was always said to have an unusual grace about him, and quickly earned a reputation as the best tracker in the village, able to stalk his prey for miles with the merest scent or markings. And while he was never the strongest, nor the wisest, a strong will to overcome his weakness gave the young feline the true heart of an adventurer as the elders would often repeat to any who would listen.
Now at twenty years of age Kitt has left his tribe behind, for a plague befell the village that struck down the youngest and the oldest, then slowly took the others one by one. One of the few still able to do so he left them in search of the fabled Life Stone, the only desperate chance left to save his dying family.
((Hope that is satisfactory Shinzuu
Sorry for the length, I tend to do that a little while writing character sheets
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Topic: Life Stone (OOC - Closed) (Read 18779 times)