Post by Lynx on Feb 1, 2009 15:31:38 GMT -5
Name: Kassi Greenhart
Age: 18
Race: Centaur
Gender: Female
Appearance: Kassi is a lovely young centaur. The horse half of her is a snowy white with three of her feet deepening to ebony black. Her tail is also glossy black. Her human half is willowy and beautiful. Kassi's skin is a creamy pale tan and flawless with no scars or marks. She usually wears a simple cloth top, preferring the color green to anything else. Usually she has a belt about her slender waist to hold herbs and bandages. Her face is exquisite in its perfect symmetry and fine features. Her eyes are a deep forest green and are very kind. Her lips are a deep rosy red and often tipped up in a soft smile. Her jet black hair is long and glossy, flowing down her back like a midnight river. She usually keeps it in a high ponytail (haha pun). Overall she is a delicate and finely sculpted creature and considered quite gorgeous by her fellow centaurs.
Personality: Kassi is a very kind hearted creature. Since she was a child she has always been compassionate towards anyone in need of help, whether animal or human. Kassi enjoys life and her lilting laugh often rings out over the plains. She loves to run and goes out often, usually coming back with some small creature in need of help. She is very naive and tries to see good in everyone. Kassi doesn't have a mean bone in her body, though she will become slightly depressed if others are scornful of her. These episodes, however, do not last long. She does enjoy playing small pranks as well, though never anything that would hurt anyone. Her one great fear is the dark.
Faction Affiliation: None; Kassi will heal anyone who needs it
Weapon(s): Kassi only carries a small butterfly knife that she keeps in her belt. She doesn't use it for fighting, however, just to cut bandages and herbs.
Bio: Ever since she was born Kassi has been a tiny delicate creature. As a child, she loved any sort of small animals and would often chase after birds and butterflies to look at them. When she got older, she began learning the arts of healing from her grandmother. Her parents, two mid class centaurs, never dissuaded her. Her father, a warrior, always claimed that everyone needed a healer. Her two older brothers, also warriors, were slightly resentful of their baby sister and the attention they received, but in time they came to appreciate her skills. There were many times that her healing came in handy.
One morning, one of her brothers was carried home by a few other males his age. Twenty years old and arrogant, he and his friends had gone out in the night to attempt to kill an amarok, the giant nocturnal plains wolf. The hunt had gone awry when they happened upon a den of the pups and their rabidly protective parents. It had been chaos. Much to Kassi's deep anguish, her brother was past saving. After three days he died of deep wounds. Sobbing, Kassi retreated to her room for a week and refused to come out.
Ever since that incident, Kassi threw herself even deeper into her healing, determined that she would never let anyone die in her arms again. She has developed a deep fear of the dark and refuses to go outside after the sun has set.
Age: 18
Race: Centaur
Gender: Female
Appearance: Kassi is a lovely young centaur. The horse half of her is a snowy white with three of her feet deepening to ebony black. Her tail is also glossy black. Her human half is willowy and beautiful. Kassi's skin is a creamy pale tan and flawless with no scars or marks. She usually wears a simple cloth top, preferring the color green to anything else. Usually she has a belt about her slender waist to hold herbs and bandages. Her face is exquisite in its perfect symmetry and fine features. Her eyes are a deep forest green and are very kind. Her lips are a deep rosy red and often tipped up in a soft smile. Her jet black hair is long and glossy, flowing down her back like a midnight river. She usually keeps it in a high ponytail (haha pun). Overall she is a delicate and finely sculpted creature and considered quite gorgeous by her fellow centaurs.
Personality: Kassi is a very kind hearted creature. Since she was a child she has always been compassionate towards anyone in need of help, whether animal or human. Kassi enjoys life and her lilting laugh often rings out over the plains. She loves to run and goes out often, usually coming back with some small creature in need of help. She is very naive and tries to see good in everyone. Kassi doesn't have a mean bone in her body, though she will become slightly depressed if others are scornful of her. These episodes, however, do not last long. She does enjoy playing small pranks as well, though never anything that would hurt anyone. Her one great fear is the dark.
Faction Affiliation: None; Kassi will heal anyone who needs it
Weapon(s): Kassi only carries a small butterfly knife that she keeps in her belt. She doesn't use it for fighting, however, just to cut bandages and herbs.
Bio: Ever since she was born Kassi has been a tiny delicate creature. As a child, she loved any sort of small animals and would often chase after birds and butterflies to look at them. When she got older, she began learning the arts of healing from her grandmother. Her parents, two mid class centaurs, never dissuaded her. Her father, a warrior, always claimed that everyone needed a healer. Her two older brothers, also warriors, were slightly resentful of their baby sister and the attention they received, but in time they came to appreciate her skills. There were many times that her healing came in handy.
One morning, one of her brothers was carried home by a few other males his age. Twenty years old and arrogant, he and his friends had gone out in the night to attempt to kill an amarok, the giant nocturnal plains wolf. The hunt had gone awry when they happened upon a den of the pups and their rabidly protective parents. It had been chaos. Much to Kassi's deep anguish, her brother was past saving. After three days he died of deep wounds. Sobbing, Kassi retreated to her room for a week and refused to come out.
Ever since that incident, Kassi threw herself even deeper into her healing, determined that she would never let anyone die in her arms again. She has developed a deep fear of the dark and refuses to go outside after the sun has set.
