Post by porkylabrador on Jun 23, 2020 2:50:54 GMT -8
Katherine "Kat" Hawker
-Appearance
Age:
26
Sex:
Female
Physical Description:
Physically Kat is not an especially remarkable specimen, standing at a slightly-above-average 5'6'' and exhibiting a lean build cultivated from too few balanced meals and significant time on her feet. From her scalp hangs an unkempt shoulder-length "bob" the colour of flax plants while the colour of her eyes is more reminiscent of the plant's flowers. Her features are angular, sporting a thin nose and pointedly defined "cupids bow" which could be considered feminine were it not for her perpetual scowls, self-assured smirks and ungroomed eyebrows.
Attire: Kat wears relatively simple clothing. A simple case of form following function. Over a doublet that looks as though it remains tied shut with old boot-laces the butcher's apprentice totes a long rough-fabric jacket that hangs to her thighs. The garment itself looks as though it were fitted for a man several inches taller than herself and the pthalo blue colouration of the cloth has faded more to a slate coloured gray through excessive exposure to the outdoors. The shoulders of the jacket are "capped" with a thicker layer of fabric that create an illusion of broadeness while helping to keep the wind and the rain off the wearer. If asked why she doesn't find something more fitting, Kat simply replies that she likes the "deep pockets" of the coat she's wearing. A simple pair of breaches and hand-me-down riding boots adorn the lower half of her body.
-Biography
Quirks:
Evasive: "I'd sooner avoid fisticuffs altogether."
Deadly: "Sit still and shut up. You only need one good hit after all."
Tippler: "We all have vices, yeah? It just so happens mine's conveniently bottled and readily available."
Kleptomania: "My pockets make the most delightful jingle when they're full."
Backstory Synopsis:
Kat remembers precious little about her past, other than she is supposedly a local. Orphaned at a young age under hushed circumstances (she supposes violence was involved). A local butcher by the name of Kingsley took her in as his own, both to raise and apprentice to him. The two have an interesting dynamic and genuine fondness for each other but clash frequently because of huge divides concerning ethics and principles.
Full Backstory:
In truth Kat's family were bandits who lived in the surrounding areas such as the Weald praying on hapless farmers and townsfolk. Kat remembers nothing of her time with them but does show an apptitude for hunting and tacking, likely gleaned from some half-memories. Truly, she believes her parents were likely victims to the supposed "horrors" and "cutthroats" that stalk the countryside. She knows little of her heritage as King offers her nothing. Now she is older, wiser and sporting a plethora of dirty, under-handed tricks, the young lass fully intends to investigate her heritage herself and her coffers fill up along the way, well, more's the happy.
Misc. Notes: (Special items, notable scars, scents, how they walk, or talk, etc.)
One immediately noticeable thing concerning X's appearance is the sheer volume of shallow cuts and scars that dot her paws particularly with a smattering marking her chin and cheekbones. It is clear her craft as a butcher takes more focus than she is willing to donate to it judging by the effective tally-marks on her fingers particularly. Despite her best efforts, including the overpowering scent of a particularly biting woman's perfume her work hunting game and butchering it always leaves her pervading with the faint scent of dusty pelts and flesh.
-Skills & Equipment
Weapons:
A shortbow slung over one shoulder coupled with a quiver full of arrows. A cleaver, from work.
Armor:
None to speak of, her preferred method of combat is to avoid it altogether and failing that, snipe and employ underhanded tricks.
Other gear:
A battered leather satchel that houses a number of vials, some for perfume, some not. A small jewellery box that is locked shut.
Strengths:
Stealth, archery, tracking and butchery. The ability to make a terrible meal a passable meal.
Weaknesses: Her personality largely revolves around her individual freedoms. This often results in doing and saying as she pleases meaning not everyone will be fond of her. Her constitution for all thing offal-y and boozey may be impressive but physically the lass isn't strong.
-Appearance
Age:
26
Sex:
Female
Physical Description:
Physically Kat is not an especially remarkable specimen, standing at a slightly-above-average 5'6'' and exhibiting a lean build cultivated from too few balanced meals and significant time on her feet. From her scalp hangs an unkempt shoulder-length "bob" the colour of flax plants while the colour of her eyes is more reminiscent of the plant's flowers. Her features are angular, sporting a thin nose and pointedly defined "cupids bow" which could be considered feminine were it not for her perpetual scowls, self-assured smirks and ungroomed eyebrows.
Attire: Kat wears relatively simple clothing. A simple case of form following function. Over a doublet that looks as though it remains tied shut with old boot-laces the butcher's apprentice totes a long rough-fabric jacket that hangs to her thighs. The garment itself looks as though it were fitted for a man several inches taller than herself and the pthalo blue colouration of the cloth has faded more to a slate coloured gray through excessive exposure to the outdoors. The shoulders of the jacket are "capped" with a thicker layer of fabric that create an illusion of broadeness while helping to keep the wind and the rain off the wearer. If asked why she doesn't find something more fitting, Kat simply replies that she likes the "deep pockets" of the coat she's wearing. A simple pair of breaches and hand-me-down riding boots adorn the lower half of her body.
-Biography
Quirks:
Evasive: "I'd sooner avoid fisticuffs altogether."
Deadly: "Sit still and shut up. You only need one good hit after all."
Tippler: "We all have vices, yeah? It just so happens mine's conveniently bottled and readily available."
Kleptomania: "My pockets make the most delightful jingle when they're full."
Backstory Synopsis:
Kat remembers precious little about her past, other than she is supposedly a local. Orphaned at a young age under hushed circumstances (she supposes violence was involved). A local butcher by the name of Kingsley took her in as his own, both to raise and apprentice to him. The two have an interesting dynamic and genuine fondness for each other but clash frequently because of huge divides concerning ethics and principles.
Full Backstory:
In truth Kat's family were bandits who lived in the surrounding areas such as the Weald praying on hapless farmers and townsfolk. Kat remembers nothing of her time with them but does show an apptitude for hunting and tacking, likely gleaned from some half-memories. Truly, she believes her parents were likely victims to the supposed "horrors" and "cutthroats" that stalk the countryside. She knows little of her heritage as King offers her nothing. Now she is older, wiser and sporting a plethora of dirty, under-handed tricks, the young lass fully intends to investigate her heritage herself and her coffers fill up along the way, well, more's the happy.
Misc. Notes: (Special items, notable scars, scents, how they walk, or talk, etc.)
One immediately noticeable thing concerning X's appearance is the sheer volume of shallow cuts and scars that dot her paws particularly with a smattering marking her chin and cheekbones. It is clear her craft as a butcher takes more focus than she is willing to donate to it judging by the effective tally-marks on her fingers particularly. Despite her best efforts, including the overpowering scent of a particularly biting woman's perfume her work hunting game and butchering it always leaves her pervading with the faint scent of dusty pelts and flesh.
-Skills & Equipment
Weapons:
A shortbow slung over one shoulder coupled with a quiver full of arrows. A cleaver, from work.
Armor:
None to speak of, her preferred method of combat is to avoid it altogether and failing that, snipe and employ underhanded tricks.
Other gear:
A battered leather satchel that houses a number of vials, some for perfume, some not. A small jewellery box that is locked shut.
Strengths:
Stealth, archery, tracking and butchery. The ability to make a terrible meal a passable meal.
Weaknesses: Her personality largely revolves around her individual freedoms. This often results in doing and saying as she pleases meaning not everyone will be fond of her. Her constitution for all thing offal-y and boozey may be impressive but physically the lass isn't strong.
