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Caspier

Caspier Redain
Name | Caspier |
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Occupation | A former slave trader although her current occupation is known... |
Age | Mid to late twenties |
Race | Man |
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Residence | Unknown |
Kinship |
Outward Appearance | ((Bio changed on 1/6/2012))
Her hair is dark, thick and long, hanging over her shoulders in gleaming strands, or twisted up into a knot on her head which is held in place by twigs. Her large eyes are a misty pale blue shade and one of them always looks off at a slightly different direction to the other, giving her a slightly unfocussed expression at any one point in time. Her pale cheeks are lightly freckled and on the right cheek is a small but noticable scar. Other scars include a thin line across the back of her neck kept hidden by her hair and a nasty looking gash across her right thigh which clearly was stiched at one point. In addition to this, her left ear is missing with nothing left but a horrible gash that looks like it healed badly and healed recently.
At 5ft2" she's rather short but everything from her expensive looking, often dark and clothing despite its sometimes rugged, tattered appearance (probably due to too much time spent in the wilds), to the air of confidence in her posture, to her unnervingly quiet, accentless voice which almost commands respect in its tones, to the single sword that she carries at her hip, would make her seem a lot more impossing than her height and slender figure would perhaps suggest, although this effect is somewhat lessened by the rather patheticly confused state of her mind.
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Background
Caspier Redain,
What a name I have,
What a name I chose,
What I name that haunts me with irony.
Caspier Redain.
Red was the blood that I caused to flow,
The tears were those I caused to rain,
Redain, Redrain, what's the difference?
Redain is not allowed a full name
Her horror was too great,
Her honour to low.
Caspier Redain,
The name of pain.
Caspier.
The innocent.
Like the flower that was Fellicity,
The innocent.
For whom so much was sacrificed.
For such an ironic ending.
Caspier Redain.
The protector of the innocent,
The slaver of the innocent,
The ironic name,
Of Caspier Redain.
Friends | None |
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Relatives | None |
Rivals/Enemies | The band of slavers who have haunted her life. |
Loves | Her job, the finer things of life, her deceased friend Fellicity Scrumpkins, cats, people who think like her, self improvement. |
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Hates | People who don't understand her, people who are cruel to cats, people who try to stop her being who she is, people who are cleverer than her, people who are less clever than her....basically all people other than herself... |
Motivation | To avenge her friend Fellicity's death and to find her footsteps in the world now that she is dead. |
Quotes | "The irony is sickening..." |
Caspier's Adventures
As death approaches... | 13 years 1 month ago |
The slaver in the wilds: part two - justice! | 13 years 4 months ago |
The slaver in the wilds: part one - the hunt! | 13 years 4 months ago |