Windleaf

Basic Information

Full Name:
Sutagara Windleaf

Sutagara is only a given name. Windleaf is the name of her tribe, which she has adopted as a surname for dealing with the more city-dweller peoples. Often, she even prefers being called Windleaf.

Age:
30. Over middle-aged for a centaur.

Gender:
Female.

Birth Date:
Summer Solstice.

Race:
Nomadic Centaur.

Not all centaurs move nomadically, but many of the more traditional groups still swear by a restless lifestyle. They graze like a herd, until all the grass is eaten up so they can wander off again.

Alignment:
Soon-to-be Nephilim

Appearance

Hair Colour:
Shining white, both on the head and the body.

Eye Colour:
Deep maroon.

Face Shape:
Rough and angular as a mountain.

Skin Tone:
Tan, with a hint of red.

Height:
Centaurs ride like giants. A solid eight-and-a-half feet, or 260 centimeters.

Weight:
1100 pounds.

Body Type:

A war-horse with an attached warrior.

Natural Markings:
Nil.

Scar(s):
A deep horizontal gash along her back.

Tattoo(s):
She has but one tattoo, hidden away on the back of her muscular neck: a leaf blowing in the wind.

Personality

3 Words:
Impulsively, loudly unpreditable.

Like(s):

Dislike(s):

Want(s): (What is your character's ultimate goal?)

Fear(s):

Windleaf only has three fears in this world: one for herself, one for her faith, one for her people.

For herself, Windleaf fears that she may never be able to cease wandering, or that she'll be held down by obligations and never able to wander again. She fears that she won't always be the leaf blowing in the wind, and she fears that she will be.

For her faith, Windleaf fears that the Gods she has always worshiped are only deluded myths spread by bored centaurs. What if Raziel and Alithe are all there is to the world? A desolate truth.

For her people, Windleaf fears that the centaurs truly are just a magical conjoining of man and beast. Her entire people: a simple wizard's experiment gone wrong. No grand creation story, no mythic tale. Just a spell going too far.

Favourite...

Colour(s):

Red.

Time of Day:

The morning times, when golden sunlight first streams through the trees.

Food:

Grass soup.

Animal:

Horse. How could it be anything other than horse? When half an animal is growing out of your rear, you learn to like that animal.

She also likes boars. And wolves. And boars. And dogs. And boars. And did I mention that she likes boars?

Because she likes boars.

Place in Terra:

Those clearings that occasionally run along the forests.

Skills and Attributes

Skills

Special ablilty/ies:

None, outside of astounding athletic ability.

Good at...:

Skilled with spears, blades and bows, Windleaf is a terror in the charge or from afar. Her speed and strength are renowned, even among the nomadic centaurs.

When it comes to more practical skills, years of wilderness survivor has taught all the basic skills for living in the forests: foraging, fire-starting and cooking, hunting (for pelts, not for food- the body is wasted on a herbivore) and subsequently skinning, wood-working... and so on.

Bad at...:

Admitting failure. She's as stubborn as an old mule, and about as patient as one.

Traits

Good Habit(s):
Quick to befriend, quick to forgive.

She can never hold a grudge. Before the offender can apologize, she's already forgotten the offense.

Bad Habit(s):
Quick to anger, quick to kill.

She can never settle down. Before she can adapt to a new home, her hooves grow restless and her eyes turn towards the horizon.

History

The Past

The Present

(Where are they now? What do they do? What do they hope to achieve?)
[At least 2 paragraphs]

Memories

(What specific memories of their past stick into their mind? Good and bad.)

[Can be in dot points]