Cassia/Kizzy
Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 3:35 am
Player Name: Cassia
Name: Cassia. There are only few who are allowed to call her Kizzy.
Age: 34 summers, but it fluctuates with each person she speaks to, usually ranging near her early twenties- thankfully, she can quite easily lie about her age due to the fact that her body has yet to grow past the physical age of a young woman.
Race: Kitsune
Height: 5’ 6”
Weight: 115 lbs
Physical Description: Petite, pale complexion, inky curls; Kizzy is the picturesque southern bell beauty. Long, nearly black curls frame a delicate face full of nearly perfect features and striking silver irises. No scars or freckles mar her precious flesh and a single glance at the woman would breed the thoughts of sheltered life and a rich up-bringing. And perhaps it was true, for the woman always adorns her ballectically shaped figure with the most expensive of gowns and dresses made with silk, satin and foreign cloth, and her Victorian style boots are always the same, black and gray.
The prudent woman tends to carry herself with a proud air about her when she’s in the public’s eyes. Otherwise she’s favoring her other form; a small, burnt orange, black footed fox and it’s only in this form that the warped right ear is seen, having been split and seemingly gnawed on.
Possessions: She doesn’t have any possessions except for the clothes on her back.
Powers or Strengths: Her only “power” is the ability to shift forms, but she's apt in creating healing concoctions.
Weaknesses: Cassia has a flirtatious fault and despite her seemingly high-class status, she is unfortunately addicted to inhalants and hallucinogens. Of course, these guilty pleasures aren't dabbled with in public, instead she reserves these activities for behind locked doors.
In fox form, she is as weak as a fox should be.
History: Her history is a mystery and constantly lied about. One day she'll be from a poor farm on the outskirts of Shim, and another day she'll be the daughter of a captain of a trade ship, brought up on the waters between Eyropa, Ayana and every island and country in between. Not only is the woman a compulsive liar, but secretive beyond belief.
Although, at times, a melancholy demeanor will pass over the woman, and it would then be able to determine that perhaps, under those lies and secrets, there is something worth finding out.
Name: Cassia. There are only few who are allowed to call her Kizzy.
Age: 34 summers, but it fluctuates with each person she speaks to, usually ranging near her early twenties- thankfully, she can quite easily lie about her age due to the fact that her body has yet to grow past the physical age of a young woman.
Race: Kitsune
Height: 5’ 6”
Weight: 115 lbs
Physical Description: Petite, pale complexion, inky curls; Kizzy is the picturesque southern bell beauty. Long, nearly black curls frame a delicate face full of nearly perfect features and striking silver irises. No scars or freckles mar her precious flesh and a single glance at the woman would breed the thoughts of sheltered life and a rich up-bringing. And perhaps it was true, for the woman always adorns her ballectically shaped figure with the most expensive of gowns and dresses made with silk, satin and foreign cloth, and her Victorian style boots are always the same, black and gray.
The prudent woman tends to carry herself with a proud air about her when she’s in the public’s eyes. Otherwise she’s favoring her other form; a small, burnt orange, black footed fox and it’s only in this form that the warped right ear is seen, having been split and seemingly gnawed on.
Possessions: She doesn’t have any possessions except for the clothes on her back.
Powers or Strengths: Her only “power” is the ability to shift forms, but she's apt in creating healing concoctions.
Weaknesses: Cassia has a flirtatious fault and despite her seemingly high-class status, she is unfortunately addicted to inhalants and hallucinogens. Of course, these guilty pleasures aren't dabbled with in public, instead she reserves these activities for behind locked doors.
In fox form, she is as weak as a fox should be.
History: Her history is a mystery and constantly lied about. One day she'll be from a poor farm on the outskirts of Shim, and another day she'll be the daughter of a captain of a trade ship, brought up on the waters between Eyropa, Ayana and every island and country in between. Not only is the woman a compulsive liar, but secretive beyond belief.
Although, at times, a melancholy demeanor will pass over the woman, and it would then be able to determine that perhaps, under those lies and secrets, there is something worth finding out.
