[hider=Meeka] [center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/524038575646441486/678314876027797558/kingthings-conundrum.regular.png[/img][/center] [center][color=FA8072][i]"She holds her head high to detract from her heavy heart."[/i][/color][/center] [sub][h3][indent][i]𝔽irst 𝕀mpressions[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub] [color=FA8072][b]Name:[/b][/color] Meeka Halsey [color=FA8072][b]Race:[/b][/color] Greater Beastfolk [color=FA8072][b]Age:[/b][/color] 20 [color=FA8072][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Female [color=FA8072][b]Appearance:[/b][/color] [center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/680191843866378272/688563108779917312/ed41efba7f6cd91d13772ade855ad80d-1.jpg[/img][/center] [hider=when geared up][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/534494818479374336/678326946488254465/2f0a329d658f425c8c57ca2d1ca81a9f.jpg[/img][/center][/hider] [sub][h3][indent][i]𝔾et to 𝕂now 𝕐ou[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub] [color=FA8072][b]Occupation:[/b][/color] Hunter [color=FA8072][b]Repuation:[/b][/color] Many don't seem to want to take too much time getting to know the girl, being a greater beastfolk. She is often seen looking at things in shops, but never buying, although she seems well dressed considering what she is. Only few know her as Morton's adopted daughter, and they were the ones unlucky enough to be caught talking bad about her while he was around them. If you were to ask her father, he would say she is one of the smartest and strongest young women he knew. Passing him in booksmarts on her own accord years ago, and had the personality to persevere even the worst of of what people could throw at her. He wouldn't ever talk to others of the nights when she would hit rock bottom, the pain she felt from the ones that despised her kind the most just for existing in their presence. He knew she felt alone in this world despite him doing all he could to provide for her and strengthen her spirit by being there when she was at her worst. TO others she seemed to always have a brave face, never backing down from a challenge and not allowing herself to be hurt by their words or actions in public, and nobody could refute her skill with a bow, no matter ow much they disliked her. [color=FA8072][b]Affiliation:[/b][/color] Belle's traveling kitchen [color=FA8072][b]Backstory:[/b][/color] Meeka never knew her real parents. She was chosen to be the vessel of a great spirit, a living shikigami, or a 'bunrei' type shikigami, so that a new shrine could be made for that great spirit when she grew older, however this plan failed as she was orphaned as a baby, never to know what she was, and this the shrine was never built. She was too young when she had lost her parents and she was told that she was found alone after a battle had taken place. Morton had taken her in and raised her as his own, having lost his wife and young child a few months prior. When Morton retired from his military career, he had made a restaurant that served mainly home cooked style meals. Meeka grew up hanging around the restaurant instead of going to school. Morton thought that this would be bad for her development so he took it upon himself to teach her basic reading, writing, and arithmetic. She took to it quickly and enjoyed it so much that she started reading and learning on her own, eager to share everything she learned with her father after the restaurant closed. As she got older, she found that she was teaching her father what she learned as well, their nightly talks a part of their little family tradition. One strange occurrence Meeka noticed was that as she read anything about onmyoji talisman magic, something resonated within her as if she has known this before, the great spirit link inside her seeming to relearn spells once lost to her. She would practice this in secret, not wanting her father to know or maybe even worry. This same link aslo seemed to make her archery come naturally to her, becoming an expert within a very short period of time. With her becoming older, Morton taught her how to hunt and prepare game for use in the restaurant. With this new skill now available to er, she took to practicing it just as well as her studies, becoming a very skilled archer even among the best in their region. With age however, came the realization that people treated her much differently than other people, especially now that she was older and more accountable for her decisions, and often ran errands alone. Being a greater beastfolk, she was looked down upon by the generally population. She was seen as an animal not fit for their society, and constantly reminded it by the insults and rougher treatment. This led Meeka to learn to depend on herself to leave and gather any ingredients that she was able to around the wilds when she hunted, otherwise she would have to tell Morton what ingredients still needed to be bought so he could get them, as they wouldn't sell to a greater beastfolk, or would try to overcharge for selling to her. Meeka would usually hold her head high, holding onto her pride and often snapping back at the hatred they showed, because despite their disdain for her, they knew of her skills with her bow, and would never push it to conflict. Unfortunately, this was a brave face she put on. When she is by herself is when it all comes back to her, a veil of depression seeping into her heart. They would never accept her, no matter her accomplishments, and she figured she would always be treated this way as long she she was a beastfolk. Morton would try comforting her in these times, but he knew he could only do so much, since he couldn't follow her around and beat down [i]everyone[/i] that spoke ill towards her. When he found a book reviewing the magic process of transformation that she accidentally left out in her room, a page dog eared on a section specifically describing transforming into a human form, it nearly broke his heart as much as it filled him with rage that someone would make his daughter feel this way. When Morton learned of an opportunity elsewhere, a guild job that had to do with food and hunting, he thought it would be the perfect thing to get them away from the town they currently lived in and off to something they could both enjoy. With this, both Meeka and Morton put together a traveling kitchen cart with the same name as the old restaurant, and made their way out to see what the offer entailed. [sub][h3][indent][i]𝕌tility[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub] [color=FA8072][b]Skills:[/b][/color] -Highly skilled with a bow and a variety of arrows -Heightened senses: sight, smell, hearing, night vision -Silent movement -Agile -Bushcraft -Calligraphy and painting -Onmyoji (talisman magic) - requires talismans to be in place for spells to be activated [color=FA8072][b]Magic:[/b][/color] -Divination -Bunrei Shikigami of a great spirit of change, Henka > Transmutation > Illusion > Enchantment [color=FA8072][b]Equipment:[/b][/color] -Longbow -quiver of arrows including a few specialty heads -Heavy bushcrafting knife [sub][h3][indent][i]𝕄iscellaneous[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub] [color=FA8072][b]Favorite Foods:[/b][/color] -Peanut butter (especially as cookies) -Steak -Biscuits [color=FA8072][b]Disliked Foods:[/b][/color] -Lettuce -Citrus -Bitter Apples [/hider] [hider=Morton] [center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/534494818479374336/678689250568568901/Morton.png[/img][/center] [center][color=228B22][i]"I reckon this thing'll taste about like chicken, let's find out."[/i][/color][/center] [sub][h3][indent][i]𝔽irst 𝕀mpressions[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub] [color=228B22][b]Name:[/b][/color] Morton Halsey [color=228B22][b]Race:[/b][/color] Human [color=228B22][b]Age:[/b][/color] 42 [color=228B22][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Male [color=228B22][b]Appearance:[/b][/color] [center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/534494818479374336/678691045097209896/3e8a74efb7a023579312e51be6127315.jpg[/img][/center] [sub][h3][indent][i]𝔾et to 𝕂now 𝕐ou[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub] [color=228B22][b]Occupation:[/b][/color] Chef [color=228B22][b]Repuation:[/b][/color] A hearty man that none would dare to cross, and the few who have had quite the lasting impression once they returned to consciousness. He can be easy to anger but also seen being quite charitable, though he doesn't like to talk about it or receive recognition for what he does, he just does it. There have been a small number of times when some patrons would be caught speaking insultingly about a certain greater beastfolk that seems to hang around his restaurant have been cast out with a few lumps on their head and or face. Sometimes, people would think it would be a good idea to try to slander his name by saying there was beast hair in his food, to which he would personally come out of the kitchen to check the meal and 'adjust the customer's eyes' if they were spreading falsehoods. From Meeka's perspective, his adopted daughter, she would say that he was kind and gentle with her, always pushing her to strive to do her best and achieve things far beyond what he had been able to. He was always the only one to cheer her on and provide any comfort or counseling a father should provide. He was strict, but never unreasonably so. He could be overprotective of her given the way greater beastfolk were generally treated. Even to this day his pride in her was evident even to those around him, though they dared not say anything ill around them should they face his wrath, not within earshot anyway. Morton's driving motivation is to provide for his daughter, after all, she is all he has, and the only thing to him important enough to work for. [color=228B22][b]Affiliation:[/b][/color] Belle's traveling kitchen [color=228B22][b]Backstory:[/b][/color] Morton had a family honestly a little younger than what most would consider normal for today's standards, but that seemed to be the norm for enlisted people his age at the time. He already had a wife with a bun in the oven when he was deployed for combat, always talking to the other soldiers about his wife and his future plans with all the children he wanted to have. It was quickly found out that Morton liked to cook, good home style cooking too, as it reminded them all of home. He was quickly labeled the 'combat chef' by his peers. He was even known on one occasion to be fighting [i]while[/i] cooking, swearing to the enemy that was attacking the camp that if they made him overcook his roast he would put them all into the oven for coals. While Morton was in service, however, his wife had passed away due to complications of her pregnancy, losing both her and the baby. Morton was crushed as it seemed his lively spirit within him died. He served the rest of his enlistment, the only time he seemed to come alive was in battle, as if he was using the fighting as an outlet for his rage and sorrow. One day, after trying to respond to a towns distress message, Morton's company rushed to intercept an attacking force, only to arrive to the town too late. it had already been destroyed, everything looted for the enemy's war effort. Morton was scouring the town for any survivors when he heard a light whimpering. Something got into Morton that his peers hadn't seen in a while, it was a drive to save a life. How he heard the whimpering sound, nobody tot his day knows, as it belonged to a greater beastfolk pup buried deep under the ruble of a collapsed building. Morton's hands were bloodied and scarred by the time he reached her, having lifted insanely large pieces of wreckage to get to her, seeing a crushed crib and a furred arm lifelessly poking out from rubble next to it. "Don't worry... she will be safe with me." He said to what he guessed was the body of the parent crused beneath the stones. He wrapped his hands in rags and gently picked her up, crawling out from under the building, the others finally saw what he was so hellbent to retrieve. A baby wolf girl, still whimpering, so young that she hadn't even opened her eyes. His comrades cheered him as they saw what he did, not having a care for what the child's race was, but happy to see a life that escaped this tragedy. Since then, Morton retired and started his own restaurant to get the bills paid, building it out of half of his house, and naming it after his wife. He spent his life providing for and teaching Meeka everything he knew from reading, writing, arithmetic, hunting, and some cooking, but she seemed to soak it all in and eventually even surpassed him s far as booksmarts went. He was proud of her and everything she had accomplished, but even then, when Meeka got old enough to start going out and doing things on her own, he noticed a change in her behavior. She grew more bitter, having resentment to others and had bouts of depression. She never directed any of it towards him, but she normally didn't tell him what was wrong. He wasn't stupid however, he always knew that at some point she would discover the hatred people seemed to have for greater beastfolk. He tried his best to do what he could to comfort her, but one could only do so much. One day when Morton was bringing her some laundry to her room while she was out hunting late at night, he noticed an unfamiliar book. When he picked it up, he noticed it was a book on magic, which he thought was interesting that she may want to mes with magic and decided to flip through it. He came to a page that had a folded corner and his heart sunk when he saw what it was. It was covering the ability to transform into a human. He saw it as her hating her own body so much that she seemed desperate to change herself to please the wicked hearts of those around her. He first felt a wave of rage, wanting to find the person responsible for making her feel this way, but it quickly subsided to an aching in his heart. Something had to change. He couldn't keep Meeka here in this place with the way she was being treated, they should find some place new. So, Morton went to work on creating his own mobile kitchen, so they could travel and find their own place to be, even if it was just the road itself. However, he found a notice about some sort of opportunity out west, promising fine cuisine and thrilling hunts. It sounded splendid to him, maybe something that they could both enjoy! So, once able, they loaded up their essentials into their new mobile kitchen carriage, which was considerably sized, and headed out into a new life. [sub][h3][indent][i]𝕌tility[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub] [color=228B22][b]Skills:[/b][/color] -Homestyle cooking -heavy weapon specialized combat (two handed hammers, polearms) -brawler (good with general fighting with fists and whatever weapon is handy) -hunting -bushcraft [color=228B22][b]Equipment:[/b][/color] -Heavy two handed meat tenderizer -heavy armored gauntlets [sub][h3][indent][i]𝕄iscellaneous[/i][/indent][/h3][/sub] [color=228B22][b]Favorite Foods:[/b][/color] -Chicken and dressing casserole -bread pudding -Steak -Chili -BBQ Ribs [color=228B22][b]Disliked Foods:[/b][/color] -Tofu -fake sweeteners -bugs as food [/hider]