Name: Ziggu.
Species: kuijin [soul animal: crow/raven mixture].
Age: 32 years, looks 20.
Gender: female.
Good, Evil, Neutral?: neutral but loyal.
Appearance: She's built lean and mean, with muscle like coiled wire and a knife-sharp face. Her nose has that aquiline Roman look, like a hawk's hooked beak, and though it seems much too straight and viciously cut, it seems to fit the dark almonds of her eyes. These are faintly slanted and set deep into her face, colored with such a dark brown it nearly turns to black. Her hair is a bedraggled, soot-colored mass set on top of her head, limply hanging in tangled streaks, and reaches down to her neck, hiding the right half of her face. As for her mouth, it is barely more than a grim cut through her skin.
She usually hides the rest of her body in long, trailing scarves and sashes or baggy clothing. She seems rather normal (though strangely flat-chested for her age) down to her elbows and waist - but from there, she changes drastically from the apparently human girl she's supposed to be. The ends of her arms and legs are covered in bumpy, grayish skin; her fingers have bulbous tips and rough black nails, more claws than anything else; her legs are built like a bird's, with only the calf vaguely similar to a human being's: the lower leg has been shortened to under ten centimeters, replaced by a heck of a lot of foot, and her feet are simply those of a crow. Other strange modifications are two lines of black feathers along her shoulders and very developed shoulder blades.
Otherwise, most of the skin on her right side has twisted and turned an unhealthy shade of red-gray ater the burns she suffered. She prefers hiding these marks.
Her soul form is a massive 1-meter-tall bird with black feathers, built like a very stocky crow though the head-to-body difference is much bigger and she possesses prehensile claws on the "hand" part of her wings.
She usually has a dagger and quite a lot of healing herbs on her, having worked as both mercenary and 'shaman' for a small village.
History: in short... lived with her mother and sister on the edge of a village, was discovered and chased across half the forest, began a fire which got out of control and nearly cost her her life, lost track of her family, went off to fight in arenas, started getting alcoholic, worked as a mercenary, worked as a healer/shaman, started wandering again.
Powers: is capable of transforming into her soul animal, partly or entirely (described in appearance).
Personality: Sharp as a tack and more vicious than a pack of starved ferrets, Ziggu doesn't cut back on the spite and cutting words when the going gets back. She knows obscenities in four languages (including her own), has a very vivid imagination, and combines the two to squeeze as much sarcasm and mocking superiority as possible out of everything she says. She throws words around and dispenses insults like bread rolls - but she hardly ever truly means it (and one can tell when she does), so she doesn't really understand why quite a few people hate her for, it seems to her, no reason.
Though she's more venomous than an adder and has less fuse length than a two-second bomb, she's got her slice of friendliness (hidden deep, deep, deep, deep,... inside her) and is capable of using it when the situation is dire. As for her loyalty, it goes beyond anything and everything, particularly that toward her family.
She is alcoholic (but can't hold her booze), nosy, grumpy, reserved, moody and waspish, but she doesn't care one bit (and neither should anyone, if they'd rather stay in possession of their arms and legs).
Sample RP post:
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