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Sileas Khol

Played by TheThorn

Speak no evil...

  • Speak no evil...

    • Name: Sileas Khol
    • Gender: Female
    • Played by: TheThorn
    • Nicknames: Sil, Kitty.
    • Race: Black Anthropomorphic Felis Catus (American Shorthair)
    • Age: Unknown - appears mid twenties.
    • Body Type: Near emaciated.
    • Height: 4' 6"
    • Weight: 70lbs
    • Hair: Coal black.
    • Eyes: Foggy Green - Blind.
    • Handedness: Ambidextrous.
    • Scars: Joker's grin from ear to ear, wrapped up around each ear. Fingertips and toetips are all blunt, the last knuckle and claw of each digit removed and scarred over. Rough scar up the center of chest, another across the throat, further patchwork all over body.
    • Relationship Status: Unattached.
    • Personality: Calm and quiet, unless touched.
    • Mannerisms: Carries a walking stick and satchel. Blind but confident bumbling. Smelling things and people. Feeling, touching things. Writing near illegibly in her notebook to communicate.
    • Likes: Hot baths, naps, cuddles, warm sunshine, feeling needed.
    • Dislikes: Mean people, cruelty, broken glass, sweet tea, overpowering scents.

  • Description

    Tiny little femme of four and a half feet is shrouded in a rich, deep gray cloak. With hood pulled over her head, all but her foggy eyes are kept in shadow. Feline ears are kept in check, barely, with that hood. With hands drawn within long sleeves of her cloak, fingers grasp white walking stick, and from the way she carries it sweeping it slowly in front of her, its obvious that she's blind. Less obvious is her inability to speak - between ravaged vocal chords and having half of her tongue removed, she completely lacks the ability to verbalize coherently.

    Beneath the hood of her cloak, wicked Glasgow smile scar runs from both corners of her mouth, clear up and around each feline ear. Looks like they were removed, then sewed back on, but stitches have long ago healed and pristine black fur does its best to hide awkward lumps. Over her shoulder is a dusty, grey satchel. Obviously well worn, she keeps it close as often as possible, fiercely protective of it and its contents.

    Around torso is a simple tan tunic that's far too large for her frame, just like her cloak. And beneath? More of those keloid scars, stretching across her throat and patchworking delicate feminine features. Among her macabre sight show, ribcage looks to have been surgically broken into, her body has been ravaged by someone with skill. Someone took their time taking this kitty apart - and took their time putting her back together, as well.

    Hands are drawn within long sleeves, fingers hidden. Clothed grip holds her cane, protectively but boldly. Though she bumbles, each movement is confident. Obviously, she's well accustom to her ailments, and carries an air of dignity, whatever bodily conditions might indicate. Beneath sleeves, each fingertip has had the last knuckle and claw removed - all four of the cat's appendages are thusly rendered clawless and strangely short.

    Long, patched, blue pants actually fit her frame well, but flared ankles cover the tops of semi digitigrade, mutilated feet. Dainty, feminine hips hold the barest curve of hourglass figure. Obviously, she was once a deliciously delicate looking little black flower - time and much abuse, and eventually her life of freedom has all taken its toll on the cat.

  • Playstyles Chart

    Always Sometimes Maybe Never
    Always
    • Emotion/angst/mental illness
    • Physical disability
    • Friendships
    Sometimes
    • Female Led Romance
    Maybe
    • Plot with sex
      Never
    • Death of Sileas
    • Dismemberment of Sileas
    • Sex without plot
    • 'Rescuing'/'Fixing' Sileas