Post by kilofox on Nov 2, 2009 14:56:13 GMT -5
Name: Kilo, surname unknown, added "Fox" at around age 16
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Arctic Fox (problem being i haven't seen this PARTICULAR species in redwall... but if the Marlfox can exist, then an Arctic Fox can...)
Ship: working on it... for now we could say i don't have one... there've been "land pirates" in Redwall before... now to find the book that proves it...
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Physical Info
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Appearance: A well built and lean Arctic Fox, when he stays on land, the heat, even in fall, keeps his fur dark, as he is used to colder climates, however at sea, the water creates a kind of heat sink and his fur will turn to a smooth perfect white over the course of a few weeks... his darker "summer" coat is a black and red mix, though the "red" is actually more of a dark orange, it looks red against his black fur. the red details are on his tail's tip, and on his neck. Eyes are yellow, and he likes to keep his claws and fangs sharp and strong, ready to use. he keeps his "winter coat" as smooth and shiny as possible, mostly out of vanity, but also because, in the right conditions, the sun can glint on his fur and temporarily blind his opponent.
amongst weaponry he can use close to anything with SOME skill, but when facing a foe with experience, he will lose when wielding an untrained weapon... he has spent several years training with swords, particularly dual, and he likes pole-arm-type weaponry particularly a bladed halberd (not axe-like like the traditional style) but will go for a spear or quarterstaff... he's not fond of firearms and doesn't like to use them often, preferring close quarters melee where he is most powerful, although he does carry a single flintlock pistol for when things get in a pinch, he has extra ammo, but is usually too busy to reload, causing a few problems when he accidentally "dry-fires" it... his equipment consists of a single flintlock with some extra ammunition, twin swords, one slightly shorter and lighter than the other, made for the left paw (usually European style swords, like Martin's sword, just not as powerful, but will go for cutlass's), and a bladed halberd (when i get the forum gold to make it).
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Personality
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Personality: Kilo is vain, and even slightly narcissistic. but he's quite ruthless and cunning, he appears to be very calm and respectful, even from good-beast standards, but he can change in an instant, becoming cruel and vicious... this personality change could have been the catalyst for the downfall of at least one good-beast settlement foolish enough to take him in... (they exist, if you don't believe me, read Taggerung sometime, "Tagg" was taken in by several homes even though he had Juska markings...) Kilo's vanity even extends to the point where his outfits focus more on looks and style rather than comfort and mobility, but he's too cautious for it to happen often, he made that mistake once, and he vowed never again.
Kilo is rather quiet most of the time, but very intelligent. he runs scenarios several times through his head, looking for the right movements to take, making him a competent tactician (I'm avoiding using the words "master" and "unmatched" because i don't want to god-mod and such...) but he also seems to trust in hunches a lot, and understands the value of "crazy" and "unpredictable", he is also cautious to minimize casualties, as he realizes the value of the crew, but even he has limits, and when he's feeling especially sadistic, his methods could make even Clingy gag...
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Past Info
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History: (slight problem with history, nobody knows where he's from... so a lot of that would be left out... but where he's from is defiantly cold, like the place the wolverine's were from in Rackety Tamm...) Kilo migrated from his homeland somewhere far from Moss flower country. he traveled alone, but eventually conquered or recruited enough rabble to form a sort of clan. the vermin under his leadership dyed and eventually tattooed the same markings Kilo has on his neck onto theirs...
as Kilo traveled, he began to hear rumors, one of a towering mountain near the coast, which housed a fighting force that was unmatched, and a leader that was untouchable, almost a god. Kilo swore to himself that he would never add his name to the list of fools that fell before the mountain.
he also heard rumors of several map pieces which lead to immense wealth. Kilo was intrigued and wanted the map. as he traveled and conquered, he began to dress more extravagantly, a mistake that nearly cost him his life when he was fighting another clan leader. the length of his cloak got in his way too often and prevented him from landing any blows, he eventually tripped over his own clothes and fell, dropping his blades. when his opponent was just about to end it for him, Kilo fired his flintlock, clipping his opponents shoulder. he ditched the clothes and resumed battle, ultimately triumphing. from then on he made sure his clothes were also practical.
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Relationships
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[Family]
Deceased
[Friends/Crewmates]
(if i end up playing multiple characters, then my wolf char. will end up here)
[Lovers/Crushes]
none
[Enemies]
(if i end up playing multiple characters, my otter character will end up here)
[Subordinates]
the rabble he picked up during his travels to Moss flower
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Arctic Fox (problem being i haven't seen this PARTICULAR species in redwall... but if the Marlfox can exist, then an Arctic Fox can...)
Ship: working on it... for now we could say i don't have one... there've been "land pirates" in Redwall before... now to find the book that proves it...
----------------
Physical Info
----------------
Appearance: A well built and lean Arctic Fox, when he stays on land, the heat, even in fall, keeps his fur dark, as he is used to colder climates, however at sea, the water creates a kind of heat sink and his fur will turn to a smooth perfect white over the course of a few weeks... his darker "summer" coat is a black and red mix, though the "red" is actually more of a dark orange, it looks red against his black fur. the red details are on his tail's tip, and on his neck. Eyes are yellow, and he likes to keep his claws and fangs sharp and strong, ready to use. he keeps his "winter coat" as smooth and shiny as possible, mostly out of vanity, but also because, in the right conditions, the sun can glint on his fur and temporarily blind his opponent.
amongst weaponry he can use close to anything with SOME skill, but when facing a foe with experience, he will lose when wielding an untrained weapon... he has spent several years training with swords, particularly dual, and he likes pole-arm-type weaponry particularly a bladed halberd (not axe-like like the traditional style) but will go for a spear or quarterstaff... he's not fond of firearms and doesn't like to use them often, preferring close quarters melee where he is most powerful, although he does carry a single flintlock pistol for when things get in a pinch, he has extra ammo, but is usually too busy to reload, causing a few problems when he accidentally "dry-fires" it... his equipment consists of a single flintlock with some extra ammunition, twin swords, one slightly shorter and lighter than the other, made for the left paw (usually European style swords, like Martin's sword, just not as powerful, but will go for cutlass's), and a bladed halberd (when i get the forum gold to make it).
----------------
Personality
----------------
Personality: Kilo is vain, and even slightly narcissistic. but he's quite ruthless and cunning, he appears to be very calm and respectful, even from good-beast standards, but he can change in an instant, becoming cruel and vicious... this personality change could have been the catalyst for the downfall of at least one good-beast settlement foolish enough to take him in... (they exist, if you don't believe me, read Taggerung sometime, "Tagg" was taken in by several homes even though he had Juska markings...) Kilo's vanity even extends to the point where his outfits focus more on looks and style rather than comfort and mobility, but he's too cautious for it to happen often, he made that mistake once, and he vowed never again.
Kilo is rather quiet most of the time, but very intelligent. he runs scenarios several times through his head, looking for the right movements to take, making him a competent tactician (I'm avoiding using the words "master" and "unmatched" because i don't want to god-mod and such...) but he also seems to trust in hunches a lot, and understands the value of "crazy" and "unpredictable", he is also cautious to minimize casualties, as he realizes the value of the crew, but even he has limits, and when he's feeling especially sadistic, his methods could make even Clingy gag...
----------------
Past Info
----------------
History: (slight problem with history, nobody knows where he's from... so a lot of that would be left out... but where he's from is defiantly cold, like the place the wolverine's were from in Rackety Tamm...) Kilo migrated from his homeland somewhere far from Moss flower country. he traveled alone, but eventually conquered or recruited enough rabble to form a sort of clan. the vermin under his leadership dyed and eventually tattooed the same markings Kilo has on his neck onto theirs...
as Kilo traveled, he began to hear rumors, one of a towering mountain near the coast, which housed a fighting force that was unmatched, and a leader that was untouchable, almost a god. Kilo swore to himself that he would never add his name to the list of fools that fell before the mountain.
he also heard rumors of several map pieces which lead to immense wealth. Kilo was intrigued and wanted the map. as he traveled and conquered, he began to dress more extravagantly, a mistake that nearly cost him his life when he was fighting another clan leader. the length of his cloak got in his way too often and prevented him from landing any blows, he eventually tripped over his own clothes and fell, dropping his blades. when his opponent was just about to end it for him, Kilo fired his flintlock, clipping his opponents shoulder. he ditched the clothes and resumed battle, ultimately triumphing. from then on he made sure his clothes were also practical.
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Relationships
----------------
[Family]
Deceased
[Friends/Crewmates]
(if i end up playing multiple characters, then my wolf char. will end up here)
[Lovers/Crushes]
none
[Enemies]
(if i end up playing multiple characters, my otter character will end up here)
[Subordinates]
the rabble he picked up during his travels to Moss flower
