Post by absol on Aug 29, 2010 20:38:50 GMT -5
Name: Absol
Gender: female
Age: 23
Species: Weasel
Occupation: Wanderer
Physical Appearance:
absol might have the least appealing shade of fur in the woodlands, but she doesn't care.
depending on her recent pyromaniac adventures, her fur may be different shades due to how much ash it has recieved, and it can range from almost black to a very light, dirty gray. her muzzle and paws are the same natural black that she was born with, but nothing else.
she's sure she's poisoned every shrew in mossflower from washing off all that soot in the river once a week.
now, absol doesn't think of herself as evil. still, every woodlander she meets points a sword at her and tells her to mind her own business.
she calls them stereotypical.
her overly bright, acid green eyes may just be the only thing that looks half-way decent about her, and even those have a slightly manic aura about them.
'do i look like a killer?'
'...only around the eyes.'
Possessions
a small dagger made of flint, which she frequently carries in her paw and uses to start her trademark fires.
Personality:
pyromaniac.
absol loves to watch things burn. why not? it provides heat, light, and a viable source of entertainment. and she likes ashes, too - especially to darken her white fur. the expression on the faces of her latest victims are something she never gets tired of.
if the flames burning driftwood turn blue from the salt, what about an otter's backpack?
she loves to experiment with burning things, and she'll torch whatever she gets her hands on. she's not particularly careful, either; oops, burned up the woods, but who cares?
liar.
sure, redwall is that way...or is it? how absol loves to mislead people. she sees lying as acting, and then as more of a game then anything else - honesty isn't interesting, lying is! nobody who knows her trusts her, and woe betide the poor traveler who accepts one of her hand-drawn maps.
and then, when she's ensured that nobody would believe her in a thousand years, she tells the truth and watches them get killed by a bunch of foxes.
wait - didn't she torch their tents last night?
oops.
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
History:
(Your character's past. Please be thorough and provide as much information as possible in regard to your character's life.)
Relationships:
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Other
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Gender: female
Age: 23
Species: Weasel
Occupation: Wanderer
Physical Appearance:
absol might have the least appealing shade of fur in the woodlands, but she doesn't care.
depending on her recent pyromaniac adventures, her fur may be different shades due to how much ash it has recieved, and it can range from almost black to a very light, dirty gray. her muzzle and paws are the same natural black that she was born with, but nothing else.
she's sure she's poisoned every shrew in mossflower from washing off all that soot in the river once a week.
now, absol doesn't think of herself as evil. still, every woodlander she meets points a sword at her and tells her to mind her own business.
she calls them stereotypical.
her overly bright, acid green eyes may just be the only thing that looks half-way decent about her, and even those have a slightly manic aura about them.
'do i look like a killer?'
'...only around the eyes.'
Possessions
a small dagger made of flint, which she frequently carries in her paw and uses to start her trademark fires.
Personality:
pyromaniac.
absol loves to watch things burn. why not? it provides heat, light, and a viable source of entertainment. and she likes ashes, too - especially to darken her white fur. the expression on the faces of her latest victims are something she never gets tired of.
if the flames burning driftwood turn blue from the salt, what about an otter's backpack?
she loves to experiment with burning things, and she'll torch whatever she gets her hands on. she's not particularly careful, either; oops, burned up the woods, but who cares?
liar.
sure, redwall is that way...or is it? how absol loves to mislead people. she sees lying as acting, and then as more of a game then anything else - honesty isn't interesting, lying is! nobody who knows her trusts her, and woe betide the poor traveler who accepts one of her hand-drawn maps.
and then, when she's ensured that nobody would believe her in a thousand years, she tells the truth and watches them get killed by a bunch of foxes.
wait - didn't she torch their tents last night?
oops.
Strengths:
- a strange ability to start fires with a dagger and anything she can get her claws on.
Weaknesses:
- if there was such a thing as chronic lying, absol would have died in childhood. she's so obsessed with fooling people she won't even tell necessary truths and will get herself in trouble.
- pyromania. so she can start fires, but she starts fires way too often. she'll set absolutely everything on fire and that is a large problem.
History:
(Your character's past. Please be thorough and provide as much information as possible in regard to your character's life.)
Relationships:
(Relatives or friends? [Please ask before adding another member to your relationship list.])
Other
(Any other relevant information you would like to add? Omit this if you have nothing else to say.)