Six Torn Wings
08-29-07, 03:31 AM
Francine Wutherbee
Age: 16 years old
Race: Human
Hair Color: Black and Pink
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 118 lbs
Occupation: Excessive Misandrist
Personality: Cold and sarcastic, Francine is above all else, an angry young woman. She can't understand or respect anything about other people except perhaps for a matching anger. The docile masses of people who want nothing more than to just live in peaceful happiness irritate her, and the apathetic downright pisses her off. She has a penchant for conspiracy theories, and irrational hatreds for both men and fae.
Appearance: Clean of skin and pale from a subterranean life, the girl seems to glow in bright light. Her warm, Kohl lined brown eyes are nearly impish in their laughing sparkle, but a closer inspection would see that the laughter is mocking. Even her smile seems like a sneer, and the dark pink and black hair (caused by an interesting alchemical experiment) is like an outward symbol of her harsh nature. Her body is well toned, long and lean with all the right curves, but this inviting glance only serves to draw moths closer to the metaphorical flame. She normally dresses in a black linen dress with black lace edging and straps.Around her waist are several leather belts, fitted with metal rings and studs, and her bare feet fit snugly into a pair of fleece lined black boots.
Skills
The Pained Pleasure - Francine is a budding dominatrix in the underground sex trade. She has medium knowledge of how the human body reacts to basic tampering.
Knot Tying - In the art of tying a strong knot in rope, cloth and hair, this skill is basic.
Equipment
clothespins - A few spring coil ash wood clothespins. 4 in total.
Knife - A small steel dagger with a 6 inch blade, sharpened on both sides.
History
Francine Wutherbee was born to a pair of Coronian translators who came to work their trade in Alerar when the fine weapons of the dwarves and the greedy buyers of the rest of the world were coming together at a peak of industry and trade. While there, they bore a daughter and named her Francine Wutherbee. With a name like that, you'd grow up to be pretty fucking angry too. Her life was much the same as any human child in Alerar. She became an outcast, and somehow managed to pull together two more of the same status of pariah as she. The three friends did what all teenage girls do, and sought ways early in life to piss off their parents. Somehow, through whispered rumor and a few culture references thrown about by the older teens, they found the Plak'la Elgluth, a small club deep within the mazes of taverns that rung around the mining towns. Sneaking in one night, the girls found a place they never imagined. A place where women who had once been gangly outsiders such as themselves were now in charge, controlling the pleasure and the pain of anyone who dared come within striking distance of whips, crops, within stepping distance of heeled boots that shaped the leg into something strong and alluring. Over the next few years, the girls became so engrossed in this world, learning to control men as the other women did, that it affected everything about them. They came to hate men, consider them nothing but insects that had needs they were too weak to satiate on themselves, and they became cruel. They knew this, somewhere within their heart of hearts, but cared nothing for it.
What they didn't know, however, was that someone had begun to watch them, with plans and intentions for them, especially the girl with the dual toned hair, who fancied herself Mistress Jor....
NPCs ((Just a way to outline characters that will have a recurring role in future threads.))
Humble Shincleaver
Age: 18 years old
Race: Dwarf
Hair Color: Neon Green
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 4' 2"
Weight: 106 lbs
Occupation: "Furry" Lover, yet hater of Anthros
Personality: Overtly cheerful, bouncy and genuinely non-dwarvish. Her enthusiasm, however is directed at appalling things, and tends to be anything but cute. She has a love and interest for alchemy that gave the potions to turn the girls' hair many interesting colors, though her true love is in clothing design.
Appearance: Short, bearded and GREEN, Humble stands out in a crowd. She's usually wearing something involving lots of leather and metal rings and chains.
Skills: Alchemy, Metalworking, Needlework
Andulace Goblinbane
Age: 16 years old
Race: Drow
Hair Color: Pale Blue
Eye Color: Bright green
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 114 lbs
Occupation: General Philosopher and Scholar of the Arts
Personality: Andulace's personality is much like her preferred element. Ice. Cold and quiet, she normally would be a model Drow citizen, if perhaps she weren't so cruel. Sometimes, there can be too much of a normal thing.
Appearance: Ink black skin and always pale clothing, Andulace clothes her willowy frame in light linens and silks. A penchant for jewelry, she is never unadorned, and has pierced herself in many unconventional areas all for the sake of pain, and pleasure.
Skills: Minimal ice magic, heightened pain tolerance
Age: 16 years old
Race: Human
Hair Color: Black and Pink
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 118 lbs
Occupation: Excessive Misandrist
Personality: Cold and sarcastic, Francine is above all else, an angry young woman. She can't understand or respect anything about other people except perhaps for a matching anger. The docile masses of people who want nothing more than to just live in peaceful happiness irritate her, and the apathetic downright pisses her off. She has a penchant for conspiracy theories, and irrational hatreds for both men and fae.
Appearance: Clean of skin and pale from a subterranean life, the girl seems to glow in bright light. Her warm, Kohl lined brown eyes are nearly impish in their laughing sparkle, but a closer inspection would see that the laughter is mocking. Even her smile seems like a sneer, and the dark pink and black hair (caused by an interesting alchemical experiment) is like an outward symbol of her harsh nature. Her body is well toned, long and lean with all the right curves, but this inviting glance only serves to draw moths closer to the metaphorical flame. She normally dresses in a black linen dress with black lace edging and straps.Around her waist are several leather belts, fitted with metal rings and studs, and her bare feet fit snugly into a pair of fleece lined black boots.
Skills
The Pained Pleasure - Francine is a budding dominatrix in the underground sex trade. She has medium knowledge of how the human body reacts to basic tampering.
Knot Tying - In the art of tying a strong knot in rope, cloth and hair, this skill is basic.
Equipment
clothespins - A few spring coil ash wood clothespins. 4 in total.
Knife - A small steel dagger with a 6 inch blade, sharpened on both sides.
History
Francine Wutherbee was born to a pair of Coronian translators who came to work their trade in Alerar when the fine weapons of the dwarves and the greedy buyers of the rest of the world were coming together at a peak of industry and trade. While there, they bore a daughter and named her Francine Wutherbee. With a name like that, you'd grow up to be pretty fucking angry too. Her life was much the same as any human child in Alerar. She became an outcast, and somehow managed to pull together two more of the same status of pariah as she. The three friends did what all teenage girls do, and sought ways early in life to piss off their parents. Somehow, through whispered rumor and a few culture references thrown about by the older teens, they found the Plak'la Elgluth, a small club deep within the mazes of taverns that rung around the mining towns. Sneaking in one night, the girls found a place they never imagined. A place where women who had once been gangly outsiders such as themselves were now in charge, controlling the pleasure and the pain of anyone who dared come within striking distance of whips, crops, within stepping distance of heeled boots that shaped the leg into something strong and alluring. Over the next few years, the girls became so engrossed in this world, learning to control men as the other women did, that it affected everything about them. They came to hate men, consider them nothing but insects that had needs they were too weak to satiate on themselves, and they became cruel. They knew this, somewhere within their heart of hearts, but cared nothing for it.
What they didn't know, however, was that someone had begun to watch them, with plans and intentions for them, especially the girl with the dual toned hair, who fancied herself Mistress Jor....
NPCs ((Just a way to outline characters that will have a recurring role in future threads.))
Humble Shincleaver
Age: 18 years old
Race: Dwarf
Hair Color: Neon Green
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 4' 2"
Weight: 106 lbs
Occupation: "Furry" Lover, yet hater of Anthros
Personality: Overtly cheerful, bouncy and genuinely non-dwarvish. Her enthusiasm, however is directed at appalling things, and tends to be anything but cute. She has a love and interest for alchemy that gave the potions to turn the girls' hair many interesting colors, though her true love is in clothing design.
Appearance: Short, bearded and GREEN, Humble stands out in a crowd. She's usually wearing something involving lots of leather and metal rings and chains.
Skills: Alchemy, Metalworking, Needlework
Andulace Goblinbane
Age: 16 years old
Race: Drow
Hair Color: Pale Blue
Eye Color: Bright green
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 114 lbs
Occupation: General Philosopher and Scholar of the Arts
Personality: Andulace's personality is much like her preferred element. Ice. Cold and quiet, she normally would be a model Drow citizen, if perhaps she weren't so cruel. Sometimes, there can be too much of a normal thing.
Appearance: Ink black skin and always pale clothing, Andulace clothes her willowy frame in light linens and silks. A penchant for jewelry, she is never unadorned, and has pierced herself in many unconventional areas all for the sake of pain, and pleasure.
Skills: Minimal ice magic, heightened pain tolerance