Mihari Izayoi

Name: Mihari Izayoi [十六夜 美波里]
Age: 14 Years
Race: Nekomata [猫又]
Hair Color: Glossy Black
Eye Color: Amber
Height: 147 cm.
Weight: 38 kg.
Occupation: Courier

Personality: Mihari is rather rambunctious even among the mischievous Nekomata kinds. Quick to act with little thought, relying almost entirely on her gut feeling and reflexes to get herself out of a fix that she herself is the usual instigator. Surprisingly a coward at heart, she will fight back when driven into a corner. She is ultimately a playful child with a wide-eye idealistic view of the world.

Also an unbelievable glutton with a special nose for food.

Hates ghost stories.

Appearance: Mihari is a short girl with short black hair that gives off a faint iridescent shine. Her slim frame is further complemented by light curves of a still-developing body that shows off her small shoulders and lithe hip. A single black tail with white tip could be seen trailing behind, swinging side to side as she walks about town. Though her arms and legs are typical for a human child her age, they are well-toned for acrobatic maneuvers that allow her to move about with agile grace. While her race is called Nekomata, she does not yet display the twin tails like those of her elder brothers and sisters.

Her outfit consists of an unbleached cotton blouse and long leather pants that lightly flare at the ankles. Several leather hoops hang from the leather belt on her waist, one of which holds the sheath for the short knife she carries for self-defense. She wears padded leather moccasins which aide her in making quick, acrobatic escapes across the roof tops. She sometimes wear a large, floppy flat cap to hide her ears.

Skills:

- Learned Abilities - Free Running: Nimble movements and quick thinking allow her to move through obstacles and across rooftops without missing a beat. However, she is often times blind-sided by unexpected movements or hidden pitfalls. She could outrun a grown man in a marketplace, but if outflanked she would quickly find herself held aloft by the scruff of her neck. For example, she would be able to jump across a 2 meter horizontal gap with a running start, but would have trouble jumping over a 2-meter high wall without resorting to clambering up its face.

Abilities:

- Physical Attributes: While essentially no different from a human girl of her age, Mihari has a few advantages (and disadvantages) compared to the typical human being.
--Average strength, comparable to a young girl her age.
--Reflex is above average. (1.25x)
--Hearing is slightly above average. (1.2x)
--Stamina is slightly below average. (0.8x)
--Agility is slightly above average. (1.2x)
--Sense of Smell is above average. (1.25x) Unless it’s about food, then it doubles her perception and immediately draws her attention towards the source.

- Racial Traits: As a Nekomata, Mihari has a few racial traits that are different from humans.
-- Good Eyesight in dim light. However, can also easily be distracted or blinded by flashes of bright light. (Approximately 1.4x in terms of night vision. In normal daylight conditions, it is no different from a human's.)
-- Light Step. Nekomata are generally no more acrobatic than a human being, though younger Nekomata children are exceptionally light-footed and can jump quite a bit higher than what is normal for a human being. However, being weighed down will disable a Nekomata quite handily due to their relatively lighter build.

- Magic: While the Nekomata is a race that is quite intimate with fantastic level of magic, not all Nekomata are in-tune with the mystical arts. Mihari herself is hopeless when it comes to magic – she simply cannot grasp the flow of magic at all.

Equipment:

- Iron hunting knife: Just a run-of-the-mill 6” hunting knife. Suitable for skinning wild game and chopping onions. Too small for cutting firewood, though.
- Mihari’s Diary: A small notebook, complete with a pencil. Mihari uses to keep a log of her traveling. Also to make note of notable cuisine during her journey.

History:

“Izayoi Mihari. Do you understand what it is you are seeking?”

The tiny black cat raised her head as a pair of large, heavy hands landed on her shoulders. The smell of the ocean tingled at her nose, that biting saltiness imprinting in her mind as the large person before her stood towering as of blocking out the sky.

The small catgirl stared back into the eyes of her elder, whose face is wrinkled by the ravages of time and further creased by the stern look in his eyes. She could not believe the man before her had grown this old. It was as if yesterday, the old man before her was still the young merchant she had met that fateful day.

In fact, she could still remember the first day they have met, under the sound of bursting fireworks and marveling cries of festivities.

She also knew for a fact, she was not his daughter.

The merchant had picked her up off the street, having found the young kitten rummaging through the refuse looking for food as other, more well-off people were celebrating the New Year’s festivities. She was lanky thin, clear signs of trauma adorn her back and arms. If it had not been for him, she may have already died in some dank, smelly alley that littered the outskirt of town.
However, that was then and this was now.

She had a mission. A mission far too great to be merely living contently under the watchful gaze of her adopted father. Perhaps even greater than following in his footsteps and overseeing the trading post that the merchant now has monopoly over.

However, she knew that the old man would not disapprove of her mission. For through it, she would bring back more than the old man had ever imagined.

“Yes, father.” Mihari struggled to reply while fighting back her emotions. Her voice trembled as a bead of tear betrayed her stern gaze, to which the old man gently wiped it back with those large, warm fingers.

“I will return one day, father.” She lifted his hand and gently caressed it against her cheek. “And I will make you proud.”

Stepping away towards the gangplank leading up to the trading ship, the young black kitten looked back as her adoptive family lined up to see her off. An upswell of emotions reached up to her throat, which she swallowed back with great difficulty.

“I will find them, father.” She declared. Eyes wide with determination.

“The food menu that will become the flagship of our store!”

Hi! Welcome to Althanas!

You're character looks lovely! We have a couple of Nekojin running around, but just a couple. It will be very interesting to see what you bring!

For physical attributes, you say "below" and "above average". Is this using the scale as suggested in the FAQ for the Realm of Greeting? If I could ask you to place the base abilities that you describe as being above average how strong though you would place them on a scale if x1 was the average person in althanas.

For instance if my human had x2 strength he would be twice as strong as the average person. This will help me to determine the cost of things. You can also put 1.5 etc, so your hearing 'slightly above average' might be a 1.5x.

Your first ability 'Learned Abilities' is a skill. 'Free Running' could also be classed as a skill with the Physical Attributes that you have suggested (Agility). Please can you place these in a Skill section.

Can you please suggest how far you are able to jump different to a normal person? For instance, two metres in a curve? Etc.

How much better can she see in dim light compared to a normal average person? The x1 can be used here too.

Sorry about all the questions, you're character looks great and I would love to see her in action.

As a note you do have a few abilities so we might need to look at locking some once we can establish a scale.

Thank you

Philomel.

If you have any trouble, please have a look at other approved characters to help you or ask some questions here. If you would like me to suggest numbers on a x1 scale as how you have written them with reference to the FAQ please let me know.

Thank you for your quick reply! I've revised my skills and abilities section, plus added in a pencil to my inventory that goes with the diary.

You are approved!