Full name: Gaeron Redfist
Species: Wildcat
Gender: Male
Approx height: Tall
Approx weight: Who knows
Build: Like a cat is, not a fat cat mind you
Eye color: Green, you know, cat like
Fur Color:
upper body color: Dark grey, going lighter furthur down his body
underparts: White
markings: Brownish stripes, going lighter furthur down his body. The left side of his face is red scar, apparently from birth
Type/texture: Short, coarse
Clothing/accessories: A simple brown travelers tunic and black trousers. A small bag and a bamboo pole with notches in it.
-Psychological-
Likes: Friends, peace
Dislikes: fighting, evil creatures, pain
General intelligence level: Iliterate
Phobias: Acrophobia (the fear of heights), mortophobia (the fear of death)
General attitude/outlook/etc.: Pessimistic. The world is out to get him, etc. He is a loser and a freak and the only people who have been nice to me are those who want something back from me.
-Other-
Place of birth: A circus in the Great South Lands
Parents: He doesn't know, his mother "killed herself" after he was born. His father fell off the high wire earlier.
Siblings: None
Occupation: Wanderer, used to be a slave
Interests/hobbies: Wandering
History:
Gaeron Redfist's mother and father were "employed" in a circus known as the Kara Kataeoshiri. His father was rehearsing a high wire act when he "fell off". His mother was left the burden of being alone, for a while. Soon she learned she would have a child. When she bore the child, she held her breath and began to weep. Her child was deformed. The left side of his face was a mass of red scar tissue.
A month or so later. Kara, the owner of the circus, noticed the child's face. Turning to his boring freakshow part of the circus he laughed. He was going to wait for the mother to stop having to care for the child. Then he was going to kill her.
Gaeron stopped nursing, his mother was killed. Gaeron was dragged away into a cage where he was given little food, little water, and little respect. All day he was stared at by creatures paying for the circus, and at night, he was ushered out of the cage with a whip and put to work. Picking up straw, and rocks, and leftover food.
One day, when he was 7 seasons old. Kara was careless and only made one guard for Gaeron. The guard walked to close to the cat and Gaeron grabbed the guard's whip and in one move had the guard against the bars, the whip around his throat. Gaeron choked the guard to death. He reached out of the cage and got the keys. He unlocked the cage and fled.
From that day forth, Gaeron pledged never to kill another beast. He changed his last name to Redfist, reminding himself that blood was on his paws. His only weapon is a harmless bamboo pole, capable of merely knocking the enemy out.
He has since traveled north, out of the Great South Lands and he resides now either in Collinsel or in Redwall.