[Hider=Kaeciel][b]Name:[/b] Kaeciel [s]Sinclair[/s]
[b]Race:[/b] Beastmen Leporidae
[b]Gender:[/b] Biologically Male
[b]Age:[/b] 20
[hider=Appearance][img] https://images-ext-1.discordapp.net/eyJ1cmwiOiJodHRwczovL3MtbWVkaWEtY2FjaGUtYWswLnBpbmltZy5jb20vNzM2eC84OS81NS83Yy84OTU1N2M2NjAxOGU1NDc2OTY4ZDQzNDAwNDViMDRhYy5qcGcifQ.qPuhrn_wW4DY3vQNkThmUb0742A [/img]

Kaeci stands at 4'10 in a pair of insulated steel-toe'd knee-high boots with a flat heel elevating an extra inch and a half. From this, thick black thighhigh socks extend up just past the edge of a large, beaten, gray, canvas coat. Layered sections of a black leather armor is clipped into place over the lacing on the shins of their boots, hinting to their style of armor. Under their coat, snug black booty shorts are designed not to get in the way of armor similar to their chestpiece, riveted to a broad belt and strapped to their thighs. Some liberties were taken with the design to leave the sides of the chest piece open while still closely fitted to their abdomen and back, held in place with belts on the side of their ribs. This masterwork leather armor terminates in a turtleneck-type design reminiscent of a collar. This part, however, is covered by multiple wraps of a black, blue and red plaid scarf often kept pulled up to their nose bearing numerous faint scents of myriad perfumes and other curious scents. Fingerless gauntlets matching the set emerge from the cut-down sleeves of the coat. These gauntlets have a series of three belts around the fore and upper arms to tighten them in place as the armor otherwise functions like long gloves, ending just below the shoulders.
Curiously, in the armor's design, aside from lacking sides, more exceptions were taken around joints such as the elbows and knees that remain largely unprotected. The only benefits this seems to offer is an allowance of a full range of motion under some assumption that the wearer is uncommonly flexible.
Two small nubs grow from his head, antlers usually kept filed down.[/hider]
[hider=Bio] Service. I do not remember the days when I did not serve. I cleaned, I cooked and, in darker moments, I bled. Master Sinclair was the world I knew, and thought nothing of what life was outside of the estate. Rarely I would know the pain of starvation or exposure to the elements for my mistakes, but such was the terms of punishment for failure. I held the lessons dear and improved myself as to earn meals and a place to sleep, and I was rewarded for my work.
Requests to sing, prepare specialties for honored guests or even...well...assisting the younger Master was less than my preferred activity. We would fence, as I had been trained, though the hardship that lingered on the other servants' lips was made clear from the beatings I received when the boy would get carried away. He taught me about the concept of justice, and how we deserved it; he taught me what contrivances invented my place beneath his heel...he taught me how to [i]hate[/i].
None of this was what I wanted, you have to understand me. It was still [i]my[/i] home that went up in flames, the night the Master was murdered. I had no clue how to be free, or what free people did or how they lived outside walls, and now suddenly I was one of them. I gathered what I could, rescuing the Old Lord's crossbow from the flames...and wrenching the blade from the younger's beaten body. Then I was gone.
There used to be more of us in the first week. Jaakob and Marlowe were cut down by the guards to buy time for the rest of us to escape. They were the better of us, and losing them left its scar. Many tried to turn themselves in, a number meeting the same fate or being put back into irons, never to be seen again. I had...skills...and upon hearing of the Bloodrose Irregulars, I hoped to once again serve in exchange for protection. Perhaps, by being a part of something, I would not be made to be a part of something else against my will. While I hoped my first real choice as a free man would pay off, my friends moved on towards their own goal in seeking a peaceful home of their own. I do not hold ill will against them, but I still have questions about that night.

Who murdered Jericho Sinclair?[/hider]
Fighting Style: Crossbow Marksmanship, Fencing

[u][b]Equipment[/b][/u]
- 'Rogue Custom' - A set of form-fitting black leather armor commissioned for Kaeci by his former master. Its design contains many shortcomings in practicality and was mostly intended for aesthetic purposes, though the sturdy material and craftsmanship makes for a quality defence...where the armor actually covers. [color=gray](Details in Appearance)[/color]
- 'The Hunter's Crutch' - A repeating crossbow of Dwarven design fitted with a foregrip to add leverage for its sophisticated lever-action priming system. The build focuses on speed and reliability.
- [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/99/f4/07/99f407ccf8305913e9381977336b70bf.jpg]'Black Ambers'[/url] - His deceased master's favorite rapier and now Kaeciel's treasure.


[u][b]Skills/Abilities[/b][/u]
- Demihuman Traits - Tall, keen ears that are remarkably sensitive to sound and eyes capable of cutting through twilight make beastmen like Kaeciel exceptional at playing roles as a scout or watchman. While his type is hardly physically formidable, their evolution forced a greater focus on evading danger than outwardly dealing with it. 
- Lithe - Impressively flexible and capable of partial dislocation and relocation of joints, Kaeci has much experience with fitting in tight spaces. They're no contortionist by any means, but their size has its benefits, and this skill only accentuates the utility of their stature. Great at hiding...maybe a tiny bit claustrophobic, though. Useful for slipping out of restraints or just grossing people out a little.
- A Servant's Slight - Life experience of being a slave to House Sinclair has gifted Kaeciel with culinary skills as well as an attention to detail and a deceptively sharp wit and empathetic intuition. He often portrays himself as being more meek and naive than he truly is, though he is still vastly unfamiliar with the doings of life beyond the walls. 

Other Information:

[Hider=Obligatory Extra Other] 1. Listen to the GM(s), If you have a complaint tell me. I am not an evil dictator and if I am wrong I will admit it.
2. Romance and Gore allowed, But keep it in good taste and in site rules
3. Now not all characters will play nice with each other I understand that, but keep the disputes in the RP not in OOC
4. Be civilized and polite please
5. All basic RP rules apply to this roleplay: Power playing, Meta gaming, and others are not allowed.
6. The story isn't exactly set, If you have an idea for a mission feel free to pm me the details and I'll try to work it in.
7. Copy the rules into a Hider in the "other" of your cs so I know you read them.
8. Get into your character's skin become him or her as you are playing have fun and give us insight into their thoughts.
9. Try to keep active, in both the IC and OOC pages please. And even if you don't have anything to say, at least read the OOC[/hider][/hider]