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== Physical Appearance == |
== Physical Appearance == |
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Cavii is exceedingly short of stature. He stands at just 5' 1" when standing fully upright, which he nearly never does. His hunched posture is ostensibly explained by his age - at 77 years old, he is quite elderly for a choeru. However, with how often his close friends cajole him with cries of, "Sit up straight, young man," one might think that he has far more physical prowess than his appearance suggests. Nevertheless, he walks with the aid of his staff. He is of slightly above average weight, with a healthy wine-and-cheese-fed paunch. His weight is not easy to discern, in truth, due to the many layers of |
Cavii is exceedingly short of stature. He stands at just 5' 1" when standing fully upright, which he nearly never does. His hunched posture is ostensibly explained by his age - at 77 years old, he is quite elderly for a choeru. However, with how often his close friends cajole him with cries of, "Sit up straight, young man," one might think that he has far more physical prowess than his appearance suggests. Nevertheless, he walks with the aid of his staff. He is of slightly above average weight, with a healthy wine-and-cheese-fed paunch. His weight is not easy to discern, in truth, due to the many layers of fabric that he swaddles himself in. |
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His clothing is simple and down-to-earth, albeit layered. His pants are loose and flowy, just skimming the floor. While his underlayers are rather forgettable in their beiges and muted greens, his coat, which he wears in all types of weather, is unique. Time has muted the colors and pattern and left it quite understated, but years ago it must have been a dazzling array of jewel tones and metallic detailing. On his left ring finger, he wears a golden band which is covered in small nicks and dents. He often fiddles with it. |
His clothing is simple and down-to-earth, albeit layered. His pants are loose and flowy, just skimming the floor. While his underlayers are rather forgettable in their beiges and muted greens, his coat, which he wears in all types of weather, is unique. Time has muted the colors and pattern and left it quite understated, but years ago it must have been a dazzling array of jewel tones and metallic detailing. On his left ring finger, he wears a golden band which is covered in small nicks and dents. He often fiddles with it. |
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== Attacks and Weapons == |
== Attacks and Weapons == |
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Most who have witnessed Cavii fight are now dead. Whether that is due to his combat abilities or |
Most who have witnessed Cavii fight are now dead. Whether that is due to his combat abilities or age is yet to be seen. |
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Latest revision as of 04:05, 10 January 2025
| Player Name | Victoria Jones (aka Vic, vix) |
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| Aliases | Don Cavii |
| Marital Status | widower |
| Species | choeru |
| Gender | male |
| Height | 5' 1" |
| Weight | ~120 lbs |
| Eye Color | bronze, amber |
Cavii Kero is a dabbler of sorts, a drinker of wines, a cracker of jokes, and a friend to all. His insatiable curiosity, quick wit, and amiable nature endear him to the average adventurer. Above-average adventurers, however, might try (and likely fail) to resist his charms, knowing all too well the power of seeming thoroughly harmless.
[brief blurb on background and class]
Physical Appearance[edit | edit source]
Cavii is exceedingly short of stature. He stands at just 5' 1" when standing fully upright, which he nearly never does. His hunched posture is ostensibly explained by his age - at 77 years old, he is quite elderly for a choeru. However, with how often his close friends cajole him with cries of, "Sit up straight, young man," one might think that he has far more physical prowess than his appearance suggests. Nevertheless, he walks with the aid of his staff. He is of slightly above average weight, with a healthy wine-and-cheese-fed paunch. His weight is not easy to discern, in truth, due to the many layers of fabric that he swaddles himself in.
His clothing is simple and down-to-earth, albeit layered. His pants are loose and flowy, just skimming the floor. While his underlayers are rather forgettable in their beiges and muted greens, his coat, which he wears in all types of weather, is unique. Time has muted the colors and pattern and left it quite understated, but years ago it must have been a dazzling array of jewel tones and metallic detailing. On his left ring finger, he wears a golden band which is covered in small nicks and dents. He often fiddles with it.
Cavii's face is kind. His eyes are, in his eyes, brown, but those who meet him usually choose words like "bronze" or "amber" to describe them, as "brown" fails to convey their knowing-yet-playful gleam. He has thick eyelashes and a slow way of blinking. His facial/body fur was chestnut in youth, but age has turned it hoary. He grows his whiskers out into a mustache, and he styles it with wax.
Personality[edit | edit source]
[personality here]
History[edit | edit source]
[backstory here]
Languages[edit | edit source]
Cavii is a polyglot. The exact number of languages he can speak fluently is unknown, but he knows a few words of almost any language he encounters.
Powers and Abilities[edit | edit source]
[powers/abilities here]
Attacks and Weapons [edit | edit source]
Most who have witnessed Cavii fight are now dead. Whether that is due to his combat abilities or age is yet to be seen.
