Post by Shard Prime on Mar 6, 2009 19:12:38 GMT -5
- Name: Arcticus Crowley
- Species: Weasel
- Gender: Male
- Age: 40ish
- Appearance: Crowley appears to be just another drunkard, blending perfectly with the various bars he's been to, as well as their customers. If one were to make that assumption, he or she would be entirely correct; Arcticus Crowley is not much more than a moody ex-soldier, always wearing his full military uniform and drowning whatever woes he may have in alcohol. The tattered garments were once a dark blue, now faded to a dull bluish-gray. He bears no ranks or ribbons, but boasts of outrageous military achievements of the past often; due to the lack of evidence, few believe him but his fellow drunks. He seldom says his first name, leading most who know him well enough to know his last to call him "Mr. Crowley." His gray and brown fur is messy and always unkempt, matching his uniform. The only bright thing about him is his eyes, which are a stunning blue. His right eye has an odd swirling symmetrical pattern in its iris, but few ever get close enough to him to notice it... Being a chronic alcoholic, his breath isn't very pleasant.
- Weapons/Equipment: Old, partially rusted short sword
- Strengths: Surprisingly skilled with short blades and in paw-to-paw combat, even when drunk
- Weaknesses: Chronic alcoholism, slow reaction
- Desired Profession: Warrior
- Desired Division: Infantry
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Sorry if there's a lack of info anywhere. Tell me and I'll fix it.
- Species: Weasel
- Gender: Male
- Age: 40ish
- Appearance: Crowley appears to be just another drunkard, blending perfectly with the various bars he's been to, as well as their customers. If one were to make that assumption, he or she would be entirely correct; Arcticus Crowley is not much more than a moody ex-soldier, always wearing his full military uniform and drowning whatever woes he may have in alcohol. The tattered garments were once a dark blue, now faded to a dull bluish-gray. He bears no ranks or ribbons, but boasts of outrageous military achievements of the past often; due to the lack of evidence, few believe him but his fellow drunks. He seldom says his first name, leading most who know him well enough to know his last to call him "Mr. Crowley." His gray and brown fur is messy and always unkempt, matching his uniform. The only bright thing about him is his eyes, which are a stunning blue. His right eye has an odd swirling symmetrical pattern in its iris, but few ever get close enough to him to notice it... Being a chronic alcoholic, his breath isn't very pleasant.
- Weapons/Equipment: Old, partially rusted short sword
- Strengths: Surprisingly skilled with short blades and in paw-to-paw combat, even when drunk
- Weaknesses: Chronic alcoholism, slow reaction
- Desired Profession: Warrior
- Desired Division: Infantry
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Sorry if there's a lack of info anywhere. Tell me and I'll fix it.
