Post by theloneus on Jul 29, 2008 22:00:39 GMT -5
Name: Cassandra
Alias: Cassie
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Race: Feline
Nation: Garastan
Occupation: Mercenary
Class: Rogue
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 98 lbs.
Hair: Red, approx 14" long
Eyes: Green
Appearance: Athletic build, one ear has several earrings in it, long tail with a tuft at the tip.
Personality: Friendly to most, but also rather terse at times, does not anger easily, but when angered she's a real firecracker
Clothing: Long skirts and a blouse.
Weapons: Daggers, Caesti(battle gloves).
Armor: Loose flowing pants for freedom of movement, and a tightly fitted protective vest.
Items: A few bandages, a canteen of water, a small flask of brandy, and a fair amount of jerky in a pouch worn on the hip.
Background: Mercenary for her whole life, and prides herself on the fact that she is stealthy, sneaky and gets the job done with no one noticing.
History: Orphaned and raised by a troupe of mercenaries, away from her birthplace in Malik. The leader of the group, Logar a human, raised her like a daughter, and for that reason, she has a fondness towards humans that the average feline does not.
Sample Post: Cassie thought to herself, "why must I be the one sent out on all these meaningless assignments, my talents are better suited to high profile assassinations." The cold wind whipped past her as she rode into a small village nestled in the valley. She had been sent by Logar to take care of a debt which he owed to the head of the small village. Cassie hopped off her painted horse and entered the small hut near the entrance of the village, dropped a small bag full of coins on the table, dejectedly said "from Logar," and walked straight back out of the hut.
Alias: Cassie
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Race: Feline
Nation: Garastan
Occupation: Mercenary
Class: Rogue
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 98 lbs.
Hair: Red, approx 14" long
Eyes: Green
Appearance: Athletic build, one ear has several earrings in it, long tail with a tuft at the tip.
Personality: Friendly to most, but also rather terse at times, does not anger easily, but when angered she's a real firecracker
Clothing: Long skirts and a blouse.
Weapons: Daggers, Caesti(battle gloves).
Armor: Loose flowing pants for freedom of movement, and a tightly fitted protective vest.
Items: A few bandages, a canteen of water, a small flask of brandy, and a fair amount of jerky in a pouch worn on the hip.
Background: Mercenary for her whole life, and prides herself on the fact that she is stealthy, sneaky and gets the job done with no one noticing.
History: Orphaned and raised by a troupe of mercenaries, away from her birthplace in Malik. The leader of the group, Logar a human, raised her like a daughter, and for that reason, she has a fondness towards humans that the average feline does not.
Sample Post: Cassie thought to herself, "why must I be the one sent out on all these meaningless assignments, my talents are better suited to high profile assassinations." The cold wind whipped past her as she rode into a small village nestled in the valley. She had been sent by Logar to take care of a debt which he owed to the head of the small village. Cassie hopped off her painted horse and entered the small hut near the entrance of the village, dropped a small bag full of coins on the table, dejectedly said "from Logar," and walked straight back out of the hut.