Post by crow. on Feb 24, 2013 13:48:12 GMT -5
THE IMPORTANT STUFF
NAME: Pantheon Metalclaw, also called "Eon"
GENDER: Female
AGE: 4 years
CASTE: Artisan
SPECIES: Cougar
RANK: CommonerBRIEF APPEARANCE OVERVIEW
HEIGHT: 30 in
WEIGHT: 113 lbs
LENGTH: 6.5 ft
GENETIC BUILD: Her pelt is a vibrant orange/red, with a cream underbelly and muzzle. More often than not, Pantheon uses soot to darken the markings on her face, and, when wanting to look particularly attractive or intimidating, she will use the soot to draw black lines where the orange of her pelt meets the cream. This accentuates the musculature of her stocky body, firmly bolding the strength of the female. It has been said that she looks more male than female, both for her size and build, but never within her hearing. Pantheon takes great care to keep her fur sleek and smooth when she's not working.
EYE COLOR: Pale green with yellow around the pupil
SPECIAL MARKS: There is a large scar across her shoulders, faded and grey by now, marking her unique. There are also multiple smaller scars across the bridge of her nose, but none so distinctive as the tattered remains of her left ear--a fight had left it less than its previous round shape.PERSONALITY SYNOPSIS
LIKES: Fire, hard work, storms, crafting, females
DISLIKES: Ice, snow, laziness, being idle, males
STRENGTHS: Pantheon is intelligent, perhaps to the point of insanity, and enjoys trying to make sense of complicated things. She is also very skilled with her paws, using them as both tools with which to craft, and as weapons. She's even been known to give a very good massage or two.
WEAKNESSES: With her intelligence comes what most would readily label as insanity. She will often speak to herself, or to any number of imaginary beings, and tends to babble incoherently before getting to her point in a conversation. Perhaps Pantheon's greatest weakness is not being able to explain anything. She couldn't explain her way out of a hole in the ground if she tried. It doesn't matter if she knows how to something with her eyes closed and one paw under her belly, she couldn't tell anyone else how to do it, despite her trying. Everything just seems to come out as jumbled garbage.
GOALS AND DESIRES: To craft the finest armor and weapons for other castes, to roar
FEARS AND PHOBIAS: Spiders, millipedes, dyingCOMPRESSED HISTORY
FATHER: Blacknose Sharpclaw - assumed deceased
MOTHER: Daffodil Sharpclaw - assumed deceased
SIBLINGS: Achilles Sharpclaw, Athena Sharpclaw - deceased
LOVERS: -
OFFSPRING: -
OTHER RELATIONS: Greymane Smartsmith - an old cougar with a gray pelt that taught her everything she knows about smithing.
HISTORY: Pantheon was born in a litter of three cubs, two females and one male, to proud parents Blacknose and Daffodil. The family lived in a shallow cave the adult pair had been lucky enough to find at the base of the mountains, nestled deep in the pine trees.
Life had been easy the first few months; there was plenty of milk for all three cubs. They grew quickly, playing and tumbling with increasing frequency. They were all weaned shortly after they turned three months old, and Blacknose and Daffodil would take turns hunting and protecting the cubs. They were good parents, surely, but Pantheon found little interest in her family.
A few miles away from the Sharpclaw den, Pantheon stumbled upon the smell of smoke and ash. At first, she was frightened, instinct telling her that this was a forest fire. Yet... something was different about the scent. Though it did smell of burning pine wood, there was something else mixed in. Something... metallic. Curiosity bid her investigate, and the young cougar moved in without hesitation. The cave she found belonged to an old cougar, nearly 13 years old, named Greymane. He was aptly named, as his pelt was grey in color, a brilliant speckling of white on his face. He welcomed the curious cub into his den, scolding her for wandering about when she was so young and there were other dangerous predators in the area. He satisfied her curiosity by showing her his forge, where the smell of fire and metal originated, then promptly walked her back to the Sharpclaw den.
Pantheon's parents had known about Smartsmith's den nearby, but had always thought him quite odd and therefore never really interacted with him. Blacknose was suspicious, to say the least, when Greymane walked his daughter into the clearing before the Sharpclaw den, but his suspicion faded into awe at the way Pantheon's head was hung in submission--he was used to seeing her ears pinned and teeth bared in rebellion. There was a cautious respect for Greymane now. In the coming months, Pantheon spent a majority of her time in the den of Smartsmith, watching him work metal with wide eyes full of wonder. It was during one of her visits that tragedy befell her family.
Upon returning to the Sharpclaw den at the urging of Greymane--he was always keen to send her back to her family, trying to impart the importance of family to his would-be pupil--Pantheon found the remains of her family. The stench of bear was everywhere, blood splattered upon the rocks around the entrance, death emanating from within. She dared not enter the cave for fear of what she might find, but the clearing outside told the story. A bear had found the Sharpclaw den, and the ensuing battle had been fierce. With cubs to defend, Daffodil and Blacknose must have fought with all the strength of the gods. But it seemed their efforts were in vain... just on the edge of clearing, Pantheon found the bodies of Achilles and Athena, her brother and sister. She never saw the bodies of her parents, but their blood was everywhere, and she couldn't bring herself to see what might lay within the den. Instead, she turned tail and headed back to Greymane.
The old cougar was sympathetic, more than willing to offer comfort to the orphaned cub at his den entrance, but was utterly surprised when Pantheon grieved for only a day, then showed no other signs of sadness. He wasn't sure if this was healthy or not, but he didn't question it and simply took to rearing her as if she were his own. Pantheon enjoyed nearly 2 years with the old male, looking on him as the father she never had. When he died, he went peacefully in his sleep. His heart simply stopped beating. Pantheon left him be, striking out to carve her own niche in the world.IT'S ALL ABOUT YOU
NAME: crow
GENDER: female
ASPIRATIONS: to experience awesomesauceness >3
OTHER CHARACTERS: first characterrrr
CODE WORD: [omitted ha ha]