Kit Marlowe

Basic Stats

• That Guy

  Full Name: Christopher Marlowe
  Longname: Christopher Ti'Marlowe Am'Benedict En'Malgrave Ay'Chim
  Nicknames: "Kit," occasionally "Mr. Kit"
  Marital Status: Something weird but exclusive with this guy.
  Species: Black housecat.
  Gender: Indisputably male.
  Sexual orientation: Homosexual
  Age: looks to be around thirty
  
  Artwork and portrait courtesy of Chalse.

• Appearance

  IC desc:
  A shorter, inky black cat of the domestic persuasion, a male in his middling thirties who makes up for his slight height with his attitude. He has no headfur to speak of, having either shorn it all off, or never having had any to begin with, and as a result his ears, constantly perked and alert, look far larger than normal. He wears a practical tunic over a pair of patched breeches that have seen better days, a tiny engraving of Chim's head visible in the leather of the utility belt hanging off his hips. Around his neck is a piece of dense leather twine, which bears the weight of a series of sharp teeth.
  
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  Height: 5'6" or 5'7", a little shorter than average.
  Weight: 151lbs
  Hair color: None! All he has on his head is pristine, smooth black fur.
  Eye color: Bright green.
  Fur color: Pitch black with no discernible markings.
  Physique: A little on the short end of the spectrum. Lean with no excess body fat. Muscle tone is good but not excessive; he's fit without being buff.
  Distinguishing markings: Aside from the complete absence of headfur, not much. When he wears his boiled leather cuirass or utility belt, a tiny engraving of Chim's head can be seen near the lower left hand corner. His spoken Kasurian is intentionally bereft of any accent; he sounds like your average everyfurre.

• So What's He Like?

  First Impression: Kit's conduct is marked by his good sense of humor and agreeable banter. First impressions of this one tend to be positive, if perhaps not glowing, though his fondness for smoking and gambling are impossible to miss.
  Disposition: A fairly gregarious guy, quick with both smiles and insults, he is nonetheless a mercenary when it comes to friendships. At times can have an incredibly short temper. Sometimes appearing solid as a rock, other times demonstrating extraordinarily awful judgment (especially while gambling), which tends to occur when he hasn't dealt with his gareem or tobacco addictions in a timely fashion. Prone to subtle dishonesty.

• Possessions

  These are a few objects that Kit has been known to carry around:
  
  Coinpurse. On average holds about three to four silvers per week.
  Dice. Six little black dice that have grown scratched and pocked over the years.
  Cards. A deck of playing cards in as rough condition as his dice.
  Smokes. A sachet of smoking tobacco, cigarette paper, and a pawcrafted matchbook--a Candlemas gift from Vincent Paley--sporting the letter "K" on its facade.
  Toque. A blue winter hat knitted for him by Julie Sootlock, which he will wear every day until the weather is just too hot for him to stand it anymore.
  Mittens. A pair of positively horrendous-looking striped mittens made for him by Finian O'Halloran, as his Candlemas gift.

• Damage

  Current injuries: None.
  
  Scars: The only immediately visible scar is a tiny hairless patch behind his left ear. If you're close enough to notice this IC, you're close enough to get a sock to the nose.
  
  Other: Related to a head injury sustained years previous, Kit is hard of hearing in his left ear. Additionally, when in combat he invariably uses his right paw more often than his left. This is due to slowed reaction time in the nerve-endings in his left paw, also associated with the head injury.