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•The deadliest sin..•
..is to mistake bad play for bad luck.
||Name|| Cavan Starling
Kay-Van Staa-ling
||Age|| 34
July 10th
||Social Status|| Upper middle class
He earns a fair wage but wastesmostall of his money on vices.
||Species|| Anthropomorphic Feline.
British short hair.
||Gender|| Male
Cisgendered.
||Relationship|| Single
||Sexuality|| "Straight"
(Bi but closeted as fuck)
||Birthplace|| A small village within Cornwall - England/Albion
||Languages|| Common, French
Can only speak them. He cannot read, nor write.
||Vices|| Gambling and Alcohol.
He particularly likes simple high-low dice games. Has his own set.
||Religion|| Lady Luck
||Employment||
||Secrets|| Can and loves to play the lute
||Attitude|| Kind of a prick at times.
Extremely cocky.
•It's not really gambling if you never lose..•
It's a surefire way of getting something from nothing.
||Markings|| White on right side of his face goes partly down to his chest and his toes.
The rest of his fur is black as pitch.
||Body|| 6'5 in height. Lean but with a toned muscle built from labor, not exercise.
||Eyes|| Crystal toned blue, very pale.
Wide, slightly almond shaped.
||Face|| Mostly human or 'flat faced' with feline like nose.
||Scars|| A few nicks here and there from physical labor.
||Body Mods|| None
||Handedness|| Lefty
||Sign|| Cancer
Strengths: Tenacious, highly imaginative, loyal, emotional, sympathetic, persuasive
Weaknesses: Moody, pessimistic, suspicious, manipulative, insecure
||Personality|| Bit of a prick to hide his insecurity. Great drinking buddy.
||Phobias|| TBD
||Quirks|| TBD
||Likes|| Gambling, Booze, Dice, Flying, Sailing, Engines, The smell of grease, Water, Music
||Dislikes|| People calling him out on his bullshit, Losing at dice games, Wealthy people who think they are better than him, Stuck up people
||Physical Health|| 75%
Currently suffering a few stitches down arms and in the back.
||Mental Health|| 85%
A few nightmares from a recent, fucked up battle.
