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Name: Phineas Ironclaw
Title: Lord
Age: Thirty seasons
Gender: Male
Species: Wildcat
Appearance: Phineas is colored with dark grey fur, medium length. He had black stripes criss crossing like scars, and has bright orange eyes. His ears have slits down them, a mark for wildcat royalty. He has long, powerful legs which can carry him at great speeds, faster than most creatures. If he was to be described in one word, it would be gargantuan. He is as large as most badger lords, huge by wildcat standards. He is very muscular, and has no extra or unneeded fat anywhere on his massive, lean body. His claws, which were encased in an iron layer, hence his name, are fiersome in a fight combined with his strong punches. A master with weapons and paws, he is truly to be feared in battle. He has a golden brown body, with a tabby pelt with black stripes and blotches scattered about. He has slightly amber fangs, which are a natural color. His tail is the same colour as his body, but lacks the black. His neck is not short, but not very long. And his right flank has a long scar, devoid of fur, an inch wide. This wound is from a wolverine claw, which tore him open a year before.
Personality: Despite his rather dearsome frame, he is quite kind off the battle field. He loves young ones, believing that the future leaders must not be discouraged in youth. He loves to play with the 'young 'uns' as he calls them, and spends much time creating toys for them. He can be stern and fearsome to his soldiers on the parade ground, but cherishes each of them lovingly-secretly of course. In battle, he looses his good nature, and becomes a tool of death itself, taking on up to six vermin at a time. But the cat lord will loose all sense sometimes, and break formation, driven by his lust for blood. He has a love for food, and consuems great quanities at any feast. His favorite foods and drinks include Fire ale, otter hot root soup, and its cousin, fire root soup.
Possessions: A massive broad sword, chain mail tunic and iron breast plate, topped with a mail helmet. He has two long knives, and a cloak, as well as a small sack of rations.
Strengths: He in said to be unbeatable in battle by his soldiers and others around him, morale supprot of course. He is foten seen taking on vermin six or seven at a time. He too, suffers from bloodwrath, but called battlelust by wildcats and martens.
Weaknesses: He can't let vermin execute young 'uns or his own or other innocents, he must save them no matter what. He sometimes gets battlelust and losses his coordination, drifting away from his troop or cover, and getting flanked or surrounded.
History: He is, or was the lord of the southern isle called the Isle of Phineas, after its ancient establisher. (In the southern isles, the lords are all given the first name of the name of the establisher of their isle, and called by their unique last names). But alas and forsooth, the vermin wars came. The two isles were consumed in death, the wildcat isle was doing the best of the two, but its royal city was coastal, and a great fleet invaded and burnt it to the ground. Ironclaw and his elite royal guard fled in a ship to mossflower, where they wonder, killing vermin bands. Lord Phineas Of The Ironclaw as goes his full title, was born thirty seasons ago. He was marked from birth, and chosen a last name that described him physically. His claws were noticed to be stronger than other kits, and he was given the name Ironclaw. When he was six seasons old, he was educated in history, writing, grammar, other languages, diplomacy, arithmetics, sciences, astronomy, geology, geography, and of other countries. Starting at ten seasons, he was trained in the arts of hand to hand combat, tracking, camouflage, stealth, and going long distances on little food, and living off the land. At twelve seasons, he was trained in blades, claws, spears, pikes, javelins, lances, dirks, knives, shurikens, claymores, bows and arrows, and nooses.
Other: Nothing
Title: Lord
Age: Thirty seasons
Gender: Male
Species: Wildcat
Appearance: Phineas is colored with dark grey fur, medium length. He had black stripes criss crossing like scars, and has bright orange eyes. His ears have slits down them, a mark for wildcat royalty. He has long, powerful legs which can carry him at great speeds, faster than most creatures. If he was to be described in one word, it would be gargantuan. He is as large as most badger lords, huge by wildcat standards. He is very muscular, and has no extra or unneeded fat anywhere on his massive, lean body. His claws, which were encased in an iron layer, hence his name, are fiersome in a fight combined with his strong punches. A master with weapons and paws, he is truly to be feared in battle. He has a golden brown body, with a tabby pelt with black stripes and blotches scattered about. He has slightly amber fangs, which are a natural color. His tail is the same colour as his body, but lacks the black. His neck is not short, but not very long. And his right flank has a long scar, devoid of fur, an inch wide. This wound is from a wolverine claw, which tore him open a year before.
Personality: Despite his rather dearsome frame, he is quite kind off the battle field. He loves young ones, believing that the future leaders must not be discouraged in youth. He loves to play with the 'young 'uns' as he calls them, and spends much time creating toys for them. He can be stern and fearsome to his soldiers on the parade ground, but cherishes each of them lovingly-secretly of course. In battle, he looses his good nature, and becomes a tool of death itself, taking on up to six vermin at a time. But the cat lord will loose all sense sometimes, and break formation, driven by his lust for blood. He has a love for food, and consuems great quanities at any feast. His favorite foods and drinks include Fire ale, otter hot root soup, and its cousin, fire root soup.
Possessions: A massive broad sword, chain mail tunic and iron breast plate, topped with a mail helmet. He has two long knives, and a cloak, as well as a small sack of rations.
Strengths: He in said to be unbeatable in battle by his soldiers and others around him, morale supprot of course. He is foten seen taking on vermin six or seven at a time. He too, suffers from bloodwrath, but called battlelust by wildcats and martens.
Weaknesses: He can't let vermin execute young 'uns or his own or other innocents, he must save them no matter what. He sometimes gets battlelust and losses his coordination, drifting away from his troop or cover, and getting flanked or surrounded.
History: He is, or was the lord of the southern isle called the Isle of Phineas, after its ancient establisher. (In the southern isles, the lords are all given the first name of the name of the establisher of their isle, and called by their unique last names). But alas and forsooth, the vermin wars came. The two isles were consumed in death, the wildcat isle was doing the best of the two, but its royal city was coastal, and a great fleet invaded and burnt it to the ground. Ironclaw and his elite royal guard fled in a ship to mossflower, where they wonder, killing vermin bands. Lord Phineas Of The Ironclaw as goes his full title, was born thirty seasons ago. He was marked from birth, and chosen a last name that described him physically. His claws were noticed to be stronger than other kits, and he was given the name Ironclaw. When he was six seasons old, he was educated in history, writing, grammar, other languages, diplomacy, arithmetics, sciences, astronomy, geology, geography, and of other countries. Starting at ten seasons, he was trained in the arts of hand to hand combat, tracking, camouflage, stealth, and going long distances on little food, and living off the land. At twelve seasons, he was trained in blades, claws, spears, pikes, javelins, lances, dirks, knives, shurikens, claymores, bows and arrows, and nooses.
Other: Nothing
