Post by yosticaltari on Jun 1, 2011 16:31:42 GMT -5
Name/Alias: Finch
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Occupation: Leader of the Zakra Cohorts
Appearance: Finch has a cold, stern look to her. She oozes authority, with a stare that looks almost as if it could literally kill. Her eyes are light green in colour. Finch plays her role, and keeps her auburn hair in a short messy cut. Her eyebrows are often darkened with mascara. Finch always uses a somewhat dusty powder, giving her skin a darker tone than usual
Clothing: Finch’s role requires her to dress as a male, and first and foremost, she uses a strong fabric wrap around her already meagre chest. Over that, Finch wears a form fitting, and more importantly constricting chain mail. Over that, lies a white shirt and then over that still, a thick protective dress shirt. Usually over the dress, she wears a grey combat jacket. To cover herself more, she wears a wrap around her waist. Over that, she wears a pair of combat trousers, with a gun belt and holsters, with a gun in each one. On her feet a pair of heavy boots.
Personality: An absolutely fierce woman, Finch is known to show little mercy to her enemies. She can have high tolerance for idiots, but her temper can be explosive at times. She has an intense dislike of all things military and also people who dictate to others upon how they should live. Although she is a leader herself, she does not dictate to her men about the lives they lead outside of the gang. Another thing she dislikes is people who do not fight for what they believe in. Quite often than not she will force that person to act and often orchestrate some way of forcing them to change their situations. She likes useful people, and will always find some sort of skill in the people around her. She doesn’t think twice about using people, or stabbing people in the back. She can be intensely loyal however, and that is reflected on the gang she leads.
Background: During her early life, Finch, real name unknown, found herself forced to abide by the unwritten laws of society. With life as it was, and her teenaged years fast approaching, Finch decided enough was enough. Over the next few years, she would explore her options, running away, disguising, and such like. None of them worked until she took up the guise she now proudly wears. Arguments with her father, whom no one other than herself and her father know of, lead to her finally deciding to take the disguise on fully. She subsequently left, and fled across the stars.
Finch found herself and her new identity eventually on Sukilti, an unruly planet. Her perfect hideaway. Finch travelled around for a while, learning of the environment, and it’s people. She discovered that her disguise didn’t cover her as well as it could, so she began to make improvements, and eventually she would fully upgrade her disguise to a level where she was able to convince all of her chosen identity.
It wasn’t very long before it would be put to the test, when she was faced with a government raid on a gang that called themselves the Zakra Cohorts, named after a fabled monster of old. Finch watched as the raid happened, but once she saw the youth of the gang, no older than twelve, get attacked, she responded. Finch gave no mercy as she led her own raid against the government troops. It didn’t take her long to force the government into retreat, and successfully defended the cohorts against their attackers.
Subsequently, Finch was made leader of the gang and finally she found a suitable home for herself, one that she still remains in today.
Kin/Companions: The Zakra Cohorts, possibly other family members
Other Information:
The Zakra Cohorts are a ragtag group of young adults, who have fallen off society’s edge. The Zakra Cohorts are named after a monstrous army of creatures in legends far older than records. The Zakra were said to stand at nine feet, with arms almost as long as their bodies. Their bodies packed with muscles and covered in fur. Three eyes sat together in the centre of the head, and razor sharp teeth hung from their mouths. Their nails as sharp as meat cleavers. They were said to be mighty fast, and as strong as twenty men. They were said to be a true nightmare.
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Occupation: Leader of the Zakra Cohorts
Appearance: Finch has a cold, stern look to her. She oozes authority, with a stare that looks almost as if it could literally kill. Her eyes are light green in colour. Finch plays her role, and keeps her auburn hair in a short messy cut. Her eyebrows are often darkened with mascara. Finch always uses a somewhat dusty powder, giving her skin a darker tone than usual
Clothing: Finch’s role requires her to dress as a male, and first and foremost, she uses a strong fabric wrap around her already meagre chest. Over that, Finch wears a form fitting, and more importantly constricting chain mail. Over that, lies a white shirt and then over that still, a thick protective dress shirt. Usually over the dress, she wears a grey combat jacket. To cover herself more, she wears a wrap around her waist. Over that, she wears a pair of combat trousers, with a gun belt and holsters, with a gun in each one. On her feet a pair of heavy boots.
Personality: An absolutely fierce woman, Finch is known to show little mercy to her enemies. She can have high tolerance for idiots, but her temper can be explosive at times. She has an intense dislike of all things military and also people who dictate to others upon how they should live. Although she is a leader herself, she does not dictate to her men about the lives they lead outside of the gang. Another thing she dislikes is people who do not fight for what they believe in. Quite often than not she will force that person to act and often orchestrate some way of forcing them to change their situations. She likes useful people, and will always find some sort of skill in the people around her. She doesn’t think twice about using people, or stabbing people in the back. She can be intensely loyal however, and that is reflected on the gang she leads.
Background: During her early life, Finch, real name unknown, found herself forced to abide by the unwritten laws of society. With life as it was, and her teenaged years fast approaching, Finch decided enough was enough. Over the next few years, she would explore her options, running away, disguising, and such like. None of them worked until she took up the guise she now proudly wears. Arguments with her father, whom no one other than herself and her father know of, lead to her finally deciding to take the disguise on fully. She subsequently left, and fled across the stars.
Finch found herself and her new identity eventually on Sukilti, an unruly planet. Her perfect hideaway. Finch travelled around for a while, learning of the environment, and it’s people. She discovered that her disguise didn’t cover her as well as it could, so she began to make improvements, and eventually she would fully upgrade her disguise to a level where she was able to convince all of her chosen identity.
It wasn’t very long before it would be put to the test, when she was faced with a government raid on a gang that called themselves the Zakra Cohorts, named after a fabled monster of old. Finch watched as the raid happened, but once she saw the youth of the gang, no older than twelve, get attacked, she responded. Finch gave no mercy as she led her own raid against the government troops. It didn’t take her long to force the government into retreat, and successfully defended the cohorts against their attackers.
Subsequently, Finch was made leader of the gang and finally she found a suitable home for herself, one that she still remains in today.
Kin/Companions: The Zakra Cohorts, possibly other family members
Other Information:
The Zakra Cohorts are a ragtag group of young adults, who have fallen off society’s edge. The Zakra Cohorts are named after a monstrous army of creatures in legends far older than records. The Zakra were said to stand at nine feet, with arms almost as long as their bodies. Their bodies packed with muscles and covered in fur. Three eyes sat together in the centre of the head, and razor sharp teeth hung from their mouths. Their nails as sharp as meat cleavers. They were said to be mighty fast, and as strong as twenty men. They were said to be a true nightmare.