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Francis Godfrey

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  • Vital Stats

    • Name: Francis Godfrey
    • Gender: Male
    • Nicknames: Frankie
    • Race: Feline
    • Class: Dapper gentleman
    • Alignment: Neutral Evil - Selfish Bastard
    • Deity: Money
    • Age: 28
    • Size: Medium
    • Body Type: Lithe
    • Height: 6'0"
    • Weight: 140
    • Complexion: Crisp, light
    • Hair: Brown
    • Eyes: Brown/orange
    • Handedness: Right
    • Scars: None
    • Relationship Status: Single
    • Personality: Cheery, playful, very much a lech. Selfish, cruel, but always with a smile!
    • Mannerisms: Proper English accent most of the time, but when he becomes stressed or angry he often slips into Cockney Rhyming Slang.
    • Likes: Money, scotch, his clothes.
    • Dislikes: Poor manners, cheapskates, guards / police.

  • Detailed

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    Furc description:

    This Anglish shortfur feline is a charming smile wrapped in a painting of Renaissance fashion. Tough black riding boots hide his stockings and give way to fine cotton breeches just below the knee. Black is the choice colour for those, and the doublet as well. Tightly fitted to most of his chest, the doublet bears decorative embroidery in gold silk. The shape of the article is classic, dipping down to a point below his waist at the front and back, while the upper arms are ribboned to reveal the silken white shirt beneath. A belt holds his coinpurse, though it is hidden beneath a black and red cape that falls over his left shoulder to his hips. A red cravat in an elegant bow is further evidence of time spent in the South of the Olde World. His fur is white with a gentle coating of cinnamon, soft to the eyes and touch. The gentlefurre's features are sharp, a chin like a sheer cliff but his eyes are a warm brown that rivals orange. His hair is a little darker than the markings on his fur and is not quite long enough to bother his eyes. Upon his head is a tall, flat topped hat with a thin brim and a large red feather. The straight-bladed sabre he holds is disguised as a cane: a man never plays with his paw revealed.