Post by Seiko Jetfang on Aug 16, 2008 17:41:24 GMT -5
Name: Sinatra Coldclaw
Gender: Female
Age: 27 seasons
Species: Opossum
Occupation: Mercenary
Appearance: Sinatra is a huge, brawny female opossum. Her fur is a dusty brown-grey colour, and she blends in quite well with nighttime scenery and tree trunks alike. She has large, almond-shaped black eyes. Ears light pink and rounded, and a pink nose with a black muzzle. Her tail is long and pink and is usually curled around the huge, heavy battle-axe she carries, but that isn't all she has with her. A fine oaken bow, polished to a dull shine and made of hickory with a heavily waxed string, rests on her back midst a quiver of green-fletched yew arrows and chipped flint arrow-tips, each with fine reddish dust fixed to them. A strange silver mark is imprinted onto the Opossum's chest, a tattoo of what seems to be something like a scroll with small letters of badger script on it. Nobeast has ever gotten close enough to read it, though, and those who did are now lying in the earth.
Possession(s):
Battle-axe- Large battle-axe that Sinastra carries with her tail.
Hickory bow- Finely polished bow with a heavily waxed string.
Arrows- Green-feathered arrows with chipped flint tips.
Personality: Sinatra is for the most part a vicious tempered creature. It is not good to cross her, it may be the last thing you ever do. Sometimes she behaves like a goodbeast in ways, but is a traitor and will sell out any side for a payment. But she is agile and intelligent, and knows when she is being lied to by anybeast.
History: Sinatra was born across the seas as a corsair pirate, and she was the captain of a few of them. Sneaky, sly, and intelligent, she could outwit, outthink, or outfight anybeast that dared to cross her. But those were the days long gone now, like a summer breeze on a hot day. Her trademarks were cunning and deceit back then, reinforced by the fact that she could persuade any creature to do her bidding. But alas, as was said, those are the days now gone. She is ever cunning and sly, but has lost some of her agility to seasons.
Sinatra always had a silver tongue. One day, when she tired of being just a captain to a few measly rats and other various creatures, she tricked another captain, Bladetooth, a swift fox, into feeding the corsair leader, an island fox named Skullfang poison. Naturally, she fixed it so some of the poison was also slipped into Bladetooth's glass when the foxes drank, killing both. Sinatra quickly took over the position, and her golden days began.
Plundering, murdering...it seemed the rein of the opossum would never come to an end. Every single vermin under her carried a bow and a knife in their tails, in imitation of their leader's battle-axe. They wore golden armour, and a few of the vermin carried flags. Sewn into them were an axe and a bow crossing each other, with two red eyes in the middle. It was just as Sinatra had wished until she recieved a quite unexpected visit from about two hundred owls.
They killed every vermin and shredded the flagsfailing to notice that Sinastra Coldclaw was still there, they left with all of the slaves that the corsairs had found over the seasons. The opossum was burning with rage, but there was nothing she could do. Boarding a boat, she made off for another land of plenty, and came across the land of Arthon Castle.
Relationship(s):
Unknown
Gender: Female
Age: 27 seasons
Species: Opossum
Occupation: Mercenary
Appearance: Sinatra is a huge, brawny female opossum. Her fur is a dusty brown-grey colour, and she blends in quite well with nighttime scenery and tree trunks alike. She has large, almond-shaped black eyes. Ears light pink and rounded, and a pink nose with a black muzzle. Her tail is long and pink and is usually curled around the huge, heavy battle-axe she carries, but that isn't all she has with her. A fine oaken bow, polished to a dull shine and made of hickory with a heavily waxed string, rests on her back midst a quiver of green-fletched yew arrows and chipped flint arrow-tips, each with fine reddish dust fixed to them. A strange silver mark is imprinted onto the Opossum's chest, a tattoo of what seems to be something like a scroll with small letters of badger script on it. Nobeast has ever gotten close enough to read it, though, and those who did are now lying in the earth.
Possession(s):
Battle-axe- Large battle-axe that Sinastra carries with her tail.
Hickory bow- Finely polished bow with a heavily waxed string.
Arrows- Green-feathered arrows with chipped flint tips.
Personality: Sinatra is for the most part a vicious tempered creature. It is not good to cross her, it may be the last thing you ever do. Sometimes she behaves like a goodbeast in ways, but is a traitor and will sell out any side for a payment. But she is agile and intelligent, and knows when she is being lied to by anybeast.
History: Sinatra was born across the seas as a corsair pirate, and she was the captain of a few of them. Sneaky, sly, and intelligent, she could outwit, outthink, or outfight anybeast that dared to cross her. But those were the days long gone now, like a summer breeze on a hot day. Her trademarks were cunning and deceit back then, reinforced by the fact that she could persuade any creature to do her bidding. But alas, as was said, those are the days now gone. She is ever cunning and sly, but has lost some of her agility to seasons.
Sinatra always had a silver tongue. One day, when she tired of being just a captain to a few measly rats and other various creatures, she tricked another captain, Bladetooth, a swift fox, into feeding the corsair leader, an island fox named Skullfang poison. Naturally, she fixed it so some of the poison was also slipped into Bladetooth's glass when the foxes drank, killing both. Sinatra quickly took over the position, and her golden days began.
Plundering, murdering...it seemed the rein of the opossum would never come to an end. Every single vermin under her carried a bow and a knife in their tails, in imitation of their leader's battle-axe. They wore golden armour, and a few of the vermin carried flags. Sewn into them were an axe and a bow crossing each other, with two red eyes in the middle. It was just as Sinatra had wished until she recieved a quite unexpected visit from about two hundred owls.
They killed every vermin and shredded the flagsfailing to notice that Sinastra Coldclaw was still there, they left with all of the slaves that the corsairs had found over the seasons. The opossum was burning with rage, but there was nothing she could do. Boarding a boat, she made off for another land of plenty, and came across the land of Arthon Castle.
Relationship(s):
Unknown