Yammillie

Yammillie

• Basic Info

  • Name: Yammillie
  • Gender: Female
  • Played by: Remain
  • Age: 21 (Human years)
  • Species: Anthromorphic Furry Feline
  • Continuity(Time period/Genre): Medieval/Renaissance
  • Where do I play the character?: Furcadia

• Biography

  Basic Appearence:
  
  Yammillie is largely based of the Noble Feline avatars, so generally what you see in there is close to my vision of her. If you have not seen her or a Noble Feline, her is a basic appearence.
  
  Auburn hair, reaching down to her lower back with some resting of her shoulders, parted as the middle without a fringe. Yammillie has white fur all over her body with black stripes, not unlike a white tiger. She stands on two feet, with her hands capable of grasping objects like swords and has a curvy, feminine figure. Attached to her back is a long tail, white with the black markings. The tail has a black tip. Yammillie has purple eyes.
  
  Clothing:
  
  Again, this is largely the same as what the Noble Feline is in game but I will give a brief explanation here.
  
  Yammillie is very rarely seen out of a type of dancer’s robes. It is basically a two piece. One piece is rather like a corset, with no straps that ends slightly above her bellybutton, covering her chest, back and all areas in-between. It is black with a gold lining. The second piece is a pair of black baggy trousers, situated just above her hips and going to her ankles, where they are there bound by a tighter wrapped gold fabric. She has some yellow material tied around her waist, forming something like a skirt at the back. She also has two bands of cloth attached to her arms, two yellow outer parts wrapped tight around while the black middle part is loose and only held there due to the other pieces of cloth.
  
  Weapons:
  
  Yammillie has a steel long sword, rather weighty but she can defend herself with it. It isn't in the best condition, but Yammillie rarely uses or takes it with her. It has a bronze coloured hilt with no special designs.
  
  Personality:
  
  Yammillie is fairly friendly for a feline and is always happy to talk to someone new, though seems to not want to get that close to others. She is not helpful either unless it is an emergency or she likes the person, otherwise she will just watch them struggle with there problem with the occasional comment or tease. She is rather snarky too, especially when cranky though rarely seeks to insult. Indeed, she seems to dislike making enemies as much as she likes moving around. If she feels someone is annoyed with her, she will become excessively polite and apologise a lot. She is also somewhat naive, falling of the lies and schemes of more cunning furries with ease. She herself is a horrid at such things.
  
  -Likes: Smalltalk, travelling, shopping, all kinds of fish
  
  -Dislikes: Nosy people, Fruit, Public displays of affection, water
  
  Skills/Abilities: Yammillie is a competent reader and speaker of a few languages, but prefers to speak her own language (French, or the equivalent). She has good balance, agility and is fairly graceful, all traits from her felinity. Yammillie also has rather good night vision, though it could be seem as another feline trait. She also has higher than average endurance to riding a horse and knows the basics of lock picking and pick pocketing, though is by no means an expert. Yammillie cannot use any kind of magic, but can use a sword to defend herself. Yammillie has also recently started to be good at Le Parkour (Rooftop running) though can have her falls. If she tries, she can also pick up skills quickly, she is diligent and somewhat intelligent.
  
  Short History:
  
  Yammillie is the second child of two (Formerly) middle class parents. Her father an art merchant and her mother staying at home and raising the children. Though they didn't have as much money as nobles, Yammillie and her siblings never really went without. She learned to read and write in her child years.
  
  As she grew older, Yammillie began having feelings for a boy around her age, the son of a family friend. At 17 and rather in love, she was delighted to get a marriage proposal from him. It was a strategic linking of the two families and not anything of romance but Yammillie wasn't complaining. They lived with her family and life was idealistic, but this had to change.
  
  Two years later, her husband became very ill and died within a week. It was seen as disease, but by that stage the families her rather wealthy for some good trades so everyone knew is was fowl play from one of the rival businesses. Yammillie was screaming mad and ready to cut down all of them, despite not knowing her way around a sword. Her mother and oldest brother (Both of whom she adored) calmed her down enough to see reason and she did her bet to try to kill the families economically instead by helping her family's shop.
  
  This has little effect and members of her husband’s family started dying one by one from 'disease'. Yammillie's family realised that if that stayed, the same fate would befall them. They move out of the city and too another, far enough away to avoid the attentions of their enemies. However, they used much of the money they acquired moving and buying a house and shop so the oldest children, Yammillie and two of her brothers had to leave the nest and journey into the world. They went there separate ways.
  
  Yammillie travelled by herself like this for some months, picking up some skill with the blade from a traveller and his guard going the same way and her lock picking and pick pocketing basics from a memorable encounter with a thieves guild.
  
  At age 20, she found her way back to her hometown. Apprehensive but curious, Yammillie entered the town without any confrontations until she got to the bar. She then heard some interesting gossip. A member of one of the families that at least conspired to kill her ate the same meal there every day at the exact same time. Yammillie was drunk at this time but still managed to get her revenge; she bribed a cook to let her serve for a little while and poisoned the meal. She was smiling as the man started coughing blood.
  
  She didn't get away with this scot free though. The guards were alerted and swarming the area. She tried to get out of the town without any suspicion, but was stopped by a lone guard at the gate. He just was wondering why she looked so stressed, but Yammillie panicked and without thinking, stabbed him and ran.
  
  There were civilian witnesses however and for a while, Yammillie was a fugitive for some time, having to travel hard and rough to escape. Eventually, she found herself far enough away were her face wasn't known or posted. She had escaped the law.
  
  Ever since then she has been incredibly paranoid with guards. Whenever some take any sort of interest in her activities or when someone discovers too much, she moves again.
  
  Note: Yammillie picture isn't mine, it is the portrait of the noble feline on Furcadia. All rights to the maker.

• Friends

  Emiri (played anonymously)

  Shair (played anonymously)

  Lolitaris Selharmyn (played by Lolitaris)

• Enemies

  Zuraye (played by Tasha)