Rook "Limen" Argall
May 26, 2016 22:48:15 GMT -7
Post by Limen on May 26, 2016 22:48:15 GMT -7
Name: Rook “Limen” Argall
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Occupation: Full-time super hobo
Face Claim: -
Appearance:
Rook likes to compare herself to a ninja. Her step is sure and silent, and her gait is relaxed and light. She’s somewhat short at 5”3’, pointedly uncurvy, and of thin build, the last of which made only slightly less evident by her strong muscles. Her light brown hair is thin but long - in the back, anyways. The front half of her hair she keeps cut at about chin-length, but the back she’s let grow for years and wears in a down ponytail that reaches just past her hips. Rook’s eyes are a similar light brown, but if one looks closely they might notice the small rings of gold within them.
Rook’s wardrobe is simple in that she has only a couple different articles of clothing. Accounted for are: a hoodie with decorative strands off the hood (that she thinks looks like bunny ears but are probably supposed to be more akin to a scarf), short outdoors pants and sleevelesses for the summer, long outdoors pants and long-sleeves for the winter, tennis shoes, a random pair of sandals, and one or two odd t-shirts. She has a couple of each article of clothing and a lot of washing machine tokens. The only accessories she bothers with are the large red ribbon she ties her hair back with and her mono strap backpack.
Rook’s been doing this job for a while now and it’s left its mark in the form of a large scar collection. The noticeable ones are mostly on her often-covered torso and arms, but she has the remains of a large gash up her lower right leg and another on the side of her left hand.
Skills:
Not Sleeping: Rook runs on three hours of sleep and a lot of coffee. She’ll every once in awhile she’ll take a whole day off to do nothing but sleep, as though she’s compiling her lack of rest. Besides that odd day here or there, she can function the same as someone who got a full night of rest while getting only a fraction of it herself.
Pickpocketing: Rook is both good at spotting valuables and lifting them without the previous owners noticing. In a similar vein, she’s also a skilled lockpick.
Roughing it: Rook has spent plenty of time living out in the woods like a sasquatch. She’s used to it and is pretty good at all of the skills one finds useful in the great outdoors: starting fires, hunting, finding dry trees to sit under when it rains, etc.
First aid: One gets pretty good at patching themselves up if they get hurt enough. Rook isn’t at all squeamish when it comes to blood (or anything, really), and knows how to do basic care for most injuries. She normally carries first aid supplies with her.
Linguistics: Though she doesn’t fluently speak any other language (the closest being latin, which she knows a good bit of), Rook is pretty skilled at translating short passages to general English. Mostly dead languages, as really old books have been her primary means of practice for this skill.
Parkour: Rook is quite fit and equally agile. She can quickly scale buildings given only window ledges to climb, and can make quite long jumps if given a running start.
Personality:
When one first meets her, Rook easily comes off as carefree. Marching to the beat of her own drum, she has a tendency to do whatever she feels like. She’ll speak her mind (sparing no gory detail), go where she wants, and do what she wants, sometimes simply for a reaction. Rook is, at her heart, a lover of exploration and discovery. Like some adventure game protagonist, she loves going new places, meeting new people, and going on crazy adventures. Law nor danger can keep her out. If there’s an old abandoned factory she wants to explore, she’s doing just that; if peril awaits her, all the better for it. Rook’s got enough sense to not try something that will certainly get her killed, but she dances on that line between courage and foolishness.
Rook is oddly intrigued by the dead. She loves ghosts, spirits, demons, or otherwise things that appear in the forest at night to lead you to your doom. Of all the things to motivate her to go somewhere, rumors of a haunting are the quickest way to get her there. She claims she has a “ghost sense” of sorts and is attuned to the spirits, but her tendency to spew falsities as easily as fact puts this statement up for debate.
Authority means nothing to Rook. She will do what she wants, thank you very much, and if one manages to dissuade her from something, chances are high she’ll just come back later to try it again. At the same time, Rook is often very open to suggestions as to what to do; if someone’s got a plan, she’s usually more than willing to play along, and she’s generally pretty good at taking orders. It’s less she dislikes being told what to do as she hates being told what not to do.
Rook is almost always happy and optimistic. Even when things are tough, she slaps on a smile and her nonchalant attitude and runs at her troubles head-on. She tends to see struggle and pain as a challenge to overcome rather than to get upset about. She’s also very optimistic about people; she sees everyone as a grand story waiting to be told, as well as a possible friend. In some ways she’s inclined to gloss over people’s flaws, even their glaring ones, to find glimmers of positivity in them.
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Occupation: Full-time super hobo
Face Claim: -
Appearance:
Rook likes to compare herself to a ninja. Her step is sure and silent, and her gait is relaxed and light. She’s somewhat short at 5”3’, pointedly uncurvy, and of thin build, the last of which made only slightly less evident by her strong muscles. Her light brown hair is thin but long - in the back, anyways. The front half of her hair she keeps cut at about chin-length, but the back she’s let grow for years and wears in a down ponytail that reaches just past her hips. Rook’s eyes are a similar light brown, but if one looks closely they might notice the small rings of gold within them.
Rook’s wardrobe is simple in that she has only a couple different articles of clothing. Accounted for are: a hoodie with decorative strands off the hood (that she thinks looks like bunny ears but are probably supposed to be more akin to a scarf), short outdoors pants and sleevelesses for the summer, long outdoors pants and long-sleeves for the winter, tennis shoes, a random pair of sandals, and one or two odd t-shirts. She has a couple of each article of clothing and a lot of washing machine tokens. The only accessories she bothers with are the large red ribbon she ties her hair back with and her mono strap backpack.
Rook’s been doing this job for a while now and it’s left its mark in the form of a large scar collection. The noticeable ones are mostly on her often-covered torso and arms, but she has the remains of a large gash up her lower right leg and another on the side of her left hand.
Skills:
Not Sleeping: Rook runs on three hours of sleep and a lot of coffee. She’ll every once in awhile she’ll take a whole day off to do nothing but sleep, as though she’s compiling her lack of rest. Besides that odd day here or there, she can function the same as someone who got a full night of rest while getting only a fraction of it herself.
Pickpocketing: Rook is both good at spotting valuables and lifting them without the previous owners noticing. In a similar vein, she’s also a skilled lockpick.
Roughing it: Rook has spent plenty of time living out in the woods like a sasquatch. She’s used to it and is pretty good at all of the skills one finds useful in the great outdoors: starting fires, hunting, finding dry trees to sit under when it rains, etc.
First aid: One gets pretty good at patching themselves up if they get hurt enough. Rook isn’t at all squeamish when it comes to blood (or anything, really), and knows how to do basic care for most injuries. She normally carries first aid supplies with her.
Linguistics: Though she doesn’t fluently speak any other language (the closest being latin, which she knows a good bit of), Rook is pretty skilled at translating short passages to general English. Mostly dead languages, as really old books have been her primary means of practice for this skill.
Parkour: Rook is quite fit and equally agile. She can quickly scale buildings given only window ledges to climb, and can make quite long jumps if given a running start.
Personality:
When one first meets her, Rook easily comes off as carefree. Marching to the beat of her own drum, she has a tendency to do whatever she feels like. She’ll speak her mind (sparing no gory detail), go where she wants, and do what she wants, sometimes simply for a reaction. Rook is, at her heart, a lover of exploration and discovery. Like some adventure game protagonist, she loves going new places, meeting new people, and going on crazy adventures. Law nor danger can keep her out. If there’s an old abandoned factory she wants to explore, she’s doing just that; if peril awaits her, all the better for it. Rook’s got enough sense to not try something that will certainly get her killed, but she dances on that line between courage and foolishness.
Rook is oddly intrigued by the dead. She loves ghosts, spirits, demons, or otherwise things that appear in the forest at night to lead you to your doom. Of all the things to motivate her to go somewhere, rumors of a haunting are the quickest way to get her there. She claims she has a “ghost sense” of sorts and is attuned to the spirits, but her tendency to spew falsities as easily as fact puts this statement up for debate.
Authority means nothing to Rook. She will do what she wants, thank you very much, and if one manages to dissuade her from something, chances are high she’ll just come back later to try it again. At the same time, Rook is often very open to suggestions as to what to do; if someone’s got a plan, she’s usually more than willing to play along, and she’s generally pretty good at taking orders. It’s less she dislikes being told what to do as she hates being told what not to do.
Rook is almost always happy and optimistic. Even when things are tough, she slaps on a smile and her nonchalant attitude and runs at her troubles head-on. She tends to see struggle and pain as a challenge to overcome rather than to get upset about. She’s also very optimistic about people; she sees everyone as a grand story waiting to be told, as well as a possible friend. In some ways she’s inclined to gloss over people’s flaws, even their glaring ones, to find glimmers of positivity in them.
