Bonnie "Weasel" Whease

[Weasel]

Name: Bonnie Weasel Whease, just called Weasel as a nick name.
Age: 34
Race: Human
Physical Description: Weasel is described as a fairly towering young lass reaching to an abnormal height of 6'3, abnormal for a female. Weasel has distinguishing features, mainly facial, such as: a deep scar that has spoiled her once bountiful, youthful face - scar is located across her upper left check. Her skin tone is a slightly light brown, although not her actual skin tone but the effect of overexposure to too much sun. Weasel's hair is a typical brunette toned hair, but cut short, shoulder length. Her eyes are a chocolate brown. One of the most seductive aspects of Weasel is her soft, moist lips. They always seem to stay moist.

Clothes: Stitch front Kimono jumper, light brown and cream colour. For trousers, Weasel just normally wears a pair of leggings that match her Kimono jumper, she's well adapted to wearing light clothes in all sorts of weather. Knitted lace scarf is worn over, and around her neck, just for the fashion sake. Shoes are a fashionable Tauro Lace Ankle Strap.

Personality: Apart from having one hell of a cold snap, Weasel is a fairly well-going girl that enjoys a good banter with some friends. It is just that she has her occasions where her temper can exceed to dangerous limits. Normally insults would do the job fabulously. Weasel has a fairly complex personality. Some encounters she can be sweet, like sugar, but at the same time being really bad for you. Other times she can be thingyy, over-baring and so.

Weapons & Abilities: Weasel is highly adapted to hand-to-hand combat, and can quickly dispose of a fully grown adult male if engaged in combat. Weapons come to Weasel like a duck to water, meaning that any weapon that she can grab onto becomes deadly. But, her favourite weapon is two sickles. The sickles are placed upon her back, attached with straps. One of the most fearful, at times, natural trait, Weasel has is her affinity to snakes. Ironically though, named after the prey of snakes. Snakes play a large role in her fighting style, that is distinct, and not generalised. Calling upon her natural affinity to snakes, Weasel is able to conjure poison from her mouth and for example: coat her sickles in poison to add extra damage.

History: Growing up in a fairly Scottish community wasn't always easy. So, keeping it short and sweet, Weasel left the village in search of better things. Along her journeys to "discover herself" she met a man named "Juro". He was a mysterious man, a man of little words. It was set in stone that the two should travel with one another, being faithful companions.

Good things never last though. Juro was revealed to be a sinister man, bent only on continuing his experiments on humans. He had been searching for a new subject, a suitable, and able body to suffer his hellish acts.

As the years drifted by Weasel grew stronger, because of those experiments. Years slowly swayed by as Weasels home became a damp, infested cell that she inhabit with other critters and the shadows that danced so gracefully along the walls. It was only a matter of time before Weasel escaped the grasp of Juro. She managed to escape his labs that were deep within the mountains of Xenoin. Having no clue of the year, no clue of her own whereabouts Weasel wondered - barely naked.

It wasn't long though until Weasel discovered her new capabilities and sought these new powers as blessing, rather than curses. With a new, slightly darker, look upon life Weasel set out.

Long live Bonnie Weasel Whease.