Name: Mynxella Jabberwalken Oce (Myn or Mynx)
Appearance: Mynx has a lithe figure and stands 5'9" in her bare feet. Her slender tail is long, with several rows of stripes near the tip. She never wears shoes or gloves, her digits human-like but with retractable claws. She has ice blue eyes with the typical elliptical pupils of her feline kin and long blondish hair. Covering her skin is a fine layer of cream-colored downy fur with dark brown patching--the exception being her lower face, abdomen, palms, and soles of her feet--which are bare. Her canine teeth are elongated allowing for the rendering and tearing of meat, which is the main part of her diet. Typically, she wears a brown lightweight body suit as a covering.
Race: Ocecat Beastfolk
Role within the company: Hunter
Racial Skills and Abilities:
--Exceptional night vision (as long as there is some trace of light)
--Enhanced sense of smell
--Agility, similar to that of a feline
Normal Skills and Abilities:
--climbing (especially trees due to her claws)
Armor: Her armor is similar to that shown in the picture below, minus the gloves and boots. It is made from leather and lightweight metals. (Disregard the model and weapons also please.)
Equipment: Mynx travels light, with only a waterskin made from a deer bladder on her hip, a small leather pouch with various minty herbs around her neck, and her weapons.
Personality: Mynx is a feline beastfolk, and as her cat predecessors, she is a moody one. She can adore you one moment and hiss and claw at you the next. Her loyalties are her own, and depending on what she wants, or needs, they may include another. Rarely, a strong bond may be formed--one with mutual benefits and rewards. Oddly, she also has a tendency to rub against those in her company--a way of marking them with a pheromone--which may seem odd, but she is fierce when fighting, and the scent allows her to discern her teammates from the enemy.
--fire for its warmth
--cuddling, mainly for the other being's body heat
--water: she will avoid getting wet whenever possible, which leads to her other dislike...
--rain: staying dry is what it is all about
--dogs of all kinds, whether Beastfolk, werewolves, or ordinary canines
Background: For as long as she can remember, Mynx belonged to a feral colony of Ocecats, the members constantly changing and the group always on the move, following the prey and the river. It was a hard life, but with its own rewards. There was the freedom of movement, the lack of strict laws, and the constant flux of new felines. There was never a boring moment--fights constantly breaking out as boundaries were stretched and torn. Although the colony was mostly made up of females and an alpha male, there were lower ranking toms which occasionally followed the group--a delicious treat for lonely females.
As for Mynx, she was a hunter, trained by her mother and the alpha male to track and sniff out prey. It was also where she learned to fight, a necessity when living off the land of others. As she matured, she began to strike out on her own, hunting and tracking larger beasts just for the thrill. Her treks became longer and more distant until finally she didn't return, branching out on her own for good. She used her skills to gain coin, always on the lookout for opportunities. For the past four years, she has been a member of the mercenary group.