Post by Bandersnatch on Oct 24, 2007 21:16:53 GMT -5
(Might make a proper image for her soon
)Identity: Nettle
Aliases: the Witch-Doctor
Childbearer: Yes
Time on this Earth: Old enough to leave behind naivety, young enough to still yet mold
Physical Ancestry: Timber Wolf
Height: Good things are to be found in small packages
Weight: Supple
Origins: Forgotten
Allied: None
Lover: None
Anklebiters: None
Voice: Yes? Her voice is soft - a low, slow, somewhat exotic hiss.
- Appearances are not always deceiving -
[/center]Nettle is certainly odd to look at. Her face bears only two emotions: shifting between being blank and a wicked, twisted grin. She is disproportionate with elongated legs and a short, bushy tail. Her eyes are an unnerving pale yellow. Perhaps such traits are undesirable on their own, but she has some sort of dark beauty about her – Or rather she would if she took care of her coat. She is unkempt, taking little pride in appearance, her coat even matting in some areas. Surprisingly, despite this she is actually quite anal about keeping herself clean, even if not well groomed.
Her neglected coat is dark grey, with darker points on her tail and legs as well as forming dark bags under her eyes, enhanced by lighter facial markings.
Around her neck is strung a thick piece of ancient, frayed rope. She often uses this to tuck plant samples into, resulting at times in a loop of half-dried specimens circling her face.
Too weak to be a fighter, too average to be a runner, it is certainly lucky that she has been trained in other fields.
- The mind is your most useful possession -
[/center]It is quite uncertain what is passing through Nettle’s mind – indeed, if anything does at all. At times she seems almost like a machine. At other times when she speaks, what is said is often unexpected and not at all comforting. She’s unusual, behaving in manners often unexpected, as though in her own time and world. She chooses who and when to treat, and her reasons are not always obvious.
Though always having been somewhat eccentric, such traits have only been worsened by contact with certain plants. She has been known to make comments that do not make sense in context, to hallucinate and is prone to fits and bouts of sleeplessness.
- Do not weep for the past -
[/center]Nettle was born in a war faring pack to a long line of healers. She was instructed from early in her life in the ways of her ancestors. As the pack was dedicated to fighting, this training concentrated mostly on healing wounds. Prolonged exposure to certain plants ensured her parents an early death, leaving her as the pack’s carer.
In a particularly intense battle, the heir to the Alpha was greatly injured and was quickly presented to the pack healer. For reasons unknown to others, Nettle refused to treat him. Mere days later the Prince died. In the Alpha’s resulting fit of anger, he banished her from the lands. She left without a hint of hesitation and has been wandering ever since.
Decided Sallin needed a Healer, soooo... Hope I didn't make her too like RavenShard! D: I imagine that they'd act/react very differently to eachother.
