Katherine Daminov

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Name: Katherine Daminov
Nickname(s): Kitty
Age: 17
Race: human
Occupation: n/a

Physical Description:
The moon shed light upon the trees, casting her face in shadow. She looked gaunt, cheekbones hollow and eyes narrowed. Her dark hair was plaited carelessly down her back, and as she moved into the light, her pale complexion became more pronounced. Moving by night had its lowpoints, and her dark eyes squinted against the sudden illuminance.

Drawing her cloak nearer, she stepped back into the sanctity of the brush. The night was cold and dreary, but the fur lining provided comfort. Turning away from the light of the moon, she continued her on path. Her feet were slippered, and she moved across the leaves as silent as the passing wind. Leaves rustled around her as she continued on, feeling at peace.


Personality:
Quiet and calculating, Katherine will be the first to extend her hand in social niceties. This, however, is where politeness stops. She's distrustful and suspicious, always a step ahead in determining the other's motives and reasoning. Personal matters are best kept personal, for Katherine believes that revealing too much causes one to be vulnerable. Only the weak find themselves in such a position.

When she speaks, she's rather rude, and never hesitates to express an opinion she feels is warranted. There's a fearlessness- a recklessness in knowing exactly what she wants and a complete lack or disregard for the resulting consequences. Her boldness precedes her fear.

Katherine has a curious yet destructive nature. She likes to test the waters of disobedience, and enjoys defying rules that she often deems unnecessary. This may land her in to trouble from time to time, but mischief provides her entertainment- entertainment that is not always good and well for those on the receiving end of her tricks. Katherine is something of a bully, and enjoys verbal play and occasional acts of aggression. She doesn't look too kindly toward those who are “weak,” as she's inherited the smug attitude of her own self-importance.


Weapons:
Katherine keeps any number of weapons on her person. She prefers small daggers, though she'd be just as quick to crush an opponent's skull with an opportune rock. Three is her number of preference, a blade by her ankle, the other at her waist, and the last behind her back.

History:
Katherine was raised in a remote cabin located in the wilds of Selkia Forest. The nearest village was within a good day's travel, and they'd often visit to trade skins and meat for essential goods they couldn't provide themselves.

When Katherine was two, her mother died in childbirth. The child died as well, and Katherine was left to be reared by a father with a strapping belt and an unkind face. As she grew older, Katherine grew more and more introverted. Only her eyes betrayed the smoldering anger and resentment she reined within. Her father was taking more to the drink, and she began to bear the bruises as a result.

Nearly seventeen, Katherine gathered the necessary provisions and left. Without the vaguest notion of how anything was mapped, she decided to travel north. She has been on her own ever since. Her travels take her to the most unlikely of places, and to her surprise, she rather likes the unpredictability of living rough. Katherine has never looked back since.

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