The Jaded Swordmaster

Terrace (pet name he hates; use with caution), Cay, Blackened Sword (In Felixian "Telbre-Al Slade" )

Male

37

Felixian, a race of short, bipedal felines.

Brown skin, covered in tan fur

Bulky, very muscular

He has three small scars on the left side of his face, curving around his eye. If caught shirtless, a very long, jagged scar trails down from his upper chest to his waist on the left side of his body.

White linen clothing, with a belt that holds his sword sheath and other equipment. He wears a standard Felixian helmet bearing the symbol of his nation, a raindrop entombed in a yellow diamond.

It's important to note that he has a lion-like head and long, tufted tail, standard for his race. His hands are unusual; Cayman is a polydactyl and has six fingers on both hands.

4'6

Brown

His thick mane is kept in three pony tails. His tail tuft, too, is tied up.

Little bit of a beard. Not very noticible when surrounded by a thick mane of fur.

Yellow

Mild Felixian Supremicist. Expresses a special dislike of humans; he considers them backstabbing thieves and traitors.

Healthy, aside from old injuries giving him problems.

A seasoned warrior, nearing retirement age for Felixians, Cayman has seen a lot and has grown cold and jaded. He's outwardly calm, slightly bitter and condescending towards others, especially if they aren't of his people. Easily offended; and violent when enraged. His heart can be warmed only by his wife and children at home. When he speaks of his family, all of his bitterness and cruelty seems to melt away.

Styling hair, reading, wrestling

Swordfighting, boxing/wrestling, and hairstyling

Pride and general predjudice against anyone that doesn't have a cat's head and fur.

His family, pride, hatred

Although well-disciplined, he's too old to care about practicing it for the humans he's currently working for.

Baby blue and white

Like most Felixians, he worships dieties that personify nature; the rain, the sun, the earth, etc.

He holds his own nation in the highest regard and typically adopts whatever politics are popular at home.

Warrior/guard

Rare steak.

He wears his helmet with pride.

Sabre

Birds of prey; he just finds them majestic.

Warrior; once defended his homeland, now directly working for the Felixian council of lords. The lords often assign him to guard traders they themselves employ.

He became a soldier and rose in the ranks to become an esteemed general. He defended his country against hordes of invaders for several years before finding true love, getting married, and having children. He retired his status as a general and no longer fights on the front lines. Rather, he is employed as a guard by the Felixian council and now rotates between guarding Lordhomes and escorting council-supported trade caravans.

November 1178

Educated enough to have basic reading skills and speak Arandarian well enough to communicate with most foriegn traders.

No pets for him, either. But he wants an eagle.

Book 1 secondary antagonist, redeemable. Mostly just wants to get his job overwith but HATES Abraham after the human betrays the lord he works for.