Post by smithens on Jun 11, 2010 11:34:10 GMT -5
Esmee
Oh shut up. Can't you see I'm busy?
Oh shut up. Can't you see I'm busy?
Name: Esmee
Pronunciation: EZ-MAY
Age: 2 years
Species: Domestic cat (of the Folk)
Height: 27cm
Weight: 4kg
Family:
Mother: not important
Father: not important
Siblings: five, not important
Children: none
Lover: Pahahaaa!
Magical Abilities: none
Birthplace: The Black Dog inn, or thereabouts.
Current Residence: Fossgate
Occupation: Unemployed, not looking.
Accessories: none. not ever. y'hear me?
Description:
Esmee is rather unpleasant to be around if you look at her in the wrong way. Humor her however, and she suddenly becomes a bit more manageable. At first glance she's a thin, mangy alley cat with a sour look upon her face, but look closer and you'll find... a.. err... thin, mangy alley cat with a sour look upon her face? Yeah, that's about it. And Esmee's content with that. Though it would be nice to be ruler of the world and all that...
But underneath the wizened exterior, underneath her opinion of herself, and just a bit deeper beyond that, is a mewling kit, dependent on others for food and safety. Although she'd never admit it, even to herself, Esmee needs people and couldn't live without company. She isn't the greatest at showing this though, and ends up repelling most other creatures.
Relationships:
Companion of Sarah Mitchell. The person she's almost friendly to.
History:
Esmee was born in a stable behind the Black Dog inn. Needless to say, her parents weren't up on money at that point in time. Esmee stayed with her parents long after the rest of her siblings moved out, eventually, they got tired of her and chucked her out. Somehow Esmee wangled her way onto 'The Aftermath' airship and met Sarah when she was barely fifteen. The two became... well, not friends exactly, Esmee doesn't make friends. The pair have traveled together since the airship crashed.
Miscellaneous:
Design by Rip.
by Rip
