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Oreva "North Wind" Nikabu
| Age | 37 |
| Species | Wildcat |
| Pronouns | She/Her |
| Size | Tall |
| Build | Average |
| Rank | 14th Volunteer Fire Brigade, Scrivener |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Oreva's fur is tortoiseshell, black with light orange dots, splotches, and marbling. Various fingers and toes are orange, the others, black. Some of her paw pads are pink, others, purple; her nose is purple. Her fur is short, her tail only a little thicker than average. Her head, round. Her eyes, hazel. Her cheeks, puffy. The only thing that makes her stand out (apart from her height) is her curly mane - long, lush, glossy, and dark.*For clothing, she has a simple tunic and cape of the 14th Bully Harbor Volunteer Fire Brigade, in the eye-searing orange required of Acting Captain Ikamaye. In the summer, she often wears an ambuer-hued single-shoulder sarong, preferring to cover as little as possible to enjoy the breeze and the sun's warmth. In colder months, she can be found swaddled in various brown and grey shapeless cloths, as many of the Harbor's poor do.
* See Ripley in Aliens.
PERSONALITY:
Oreva's main facial expression is mouth shut tight, cheeks puffed, giving you the most side-eye you've ever gotten. This is a cat who hasn't got a lick of patience for anyone's guff, and has decided her own little world is better off without you in it. This is probably a sensible response to being raised in a world that has long since decided it is better off without her in it.Oreva's main emotion is anger. Directionless, formless, seething anger. Which is not often acted on, for fear of reprisal. Which leads to slightly more anger. Simmering. Rotting away at her soul. It is important to note that anger is not akin to hate - perhaps the lack of hate towards anyone is why her anger festers, unreleased.
She enjoys dibbuns, food, warm spots, pranks on others, and playing Whack Ball.
STRENGTHS:
- Is very good at playing Whack Ball, as it gives an outlet for her anger.
- Excellent reading and writing skills, which are the only usual ways she's able to communicate with most others.
- Extremely perceptive with her peripheral vision.
- Amazingly nimble fingers.
- Amazing listener and confidant - is sure to never spill a secret whispered in her ear.
WEAKNESSES:
- Completely deaf since birth.
- Anti-social; usually ignores anybeast who isn't directly trying to interact with her.
- Does not handle drinking well; usually gets into fights or passes out after a surprisingly low amount of pints.
- Has trouble thinking if her paws are full, as she tends to "think aloud" by signing to herself.
BIOGRAPHY:
Oreva was born in the Northlands, to a small, backwoods tribe deep in the coniferous forests, where she proceeded to make life miserable for everyone by screaming all the time. The tribe, having no written language, struggled to educate her, and most didn't bother to interact with her, as her loudness would startle prey. At the age of eight, without any language skills whatsoever, she was traded away for two blankets and a large pumpkin with a bite taken out of it. The receipt, written by the trader, was later given to her to keep as part of her reading curriculum. "Oreva Nikabu" was the trader's best guess at the spelling, and his notation translated it to: North Wind.She was traded around the Northlands as a servant, learning to read and write slowly by those who would allow her to join their children's lessons, until she was sent to Vulpinsula to be gifted to a noble house there - some house that valued the idea of servants who couldn't hear them plotting. When the house was eventually out-plotted, that was the end of the line, and she found herself freed to the streets.
Bully Harbor has been her home ever since, a long twenty-five years of scrabbling in the muck for crumbs, joining gangs, leaving gangs, learning all the things that one learns to continue being a year older. She's done odd jobs, been recruited for the Whack Bat team, the Bouillabaisse Bruises for a few years until the team disbanded due to embezzlement, and even taught classes on sign language for half a semester at the University of Length, before being banned for punching out the Headmaster.
She has currently settled on volunteer work after finding out that it comes with a warm bed for the winter and an upsetting amount of free waffles. This job allows her access to paper to finish her book, "Talk to the Paw: Signed Languages Across the Imperium And Beyond".
She has a teen-aged son, but does not know his name nor who or where he is now. While she did attempt to care for the babe, he was soon taken from her and put in an orphanage, as it was believed that she was neglecting him when he cried.
POSSESSIONS/REAL ESTATE:
- Lodging in the 14th Bully Harbor Volunteer Fire Brigade's House.
- Her prized possession is a professional oak-enameled Whack Bat, from her time in the Bouillabaisse Bruises.
- A small shoulder bag containing a slate tablet, a piece of chalk, and a rag.
SKILLS:
| Physical | Total Points in Category: 5 |
|---|---|
| Slight of Paw [Seasoned] (4) | She has very nimble fingers. |
| Fighting Style: Whack Bat [Trained] (1) | Made it to the big leagues, Jackie! |
| Odd Jobs [Novice] (0) | Jill of |
| Mental | Total Points in Category: 5 | |
|---|---|---|
| Signed Languages [Seasoned] (4) | From Northland Knuckles to Furotazzi Nose-Tapping Code, she knows almost all there is to Nose-tap. | |
| Literacy [Trained] (1) | She even knows how a library works, mostly! (She was fired for not shushing boisterous patrons.) | |
| Knowledge: Criminal Underbellies [Novice] (0) | A long career of being gently nudged out of just about every criminal organization in Bully Harbor... |
| Social | Total Points in Category: 2 |
|---|---|
| Body Language [Proficient] (2) | Ears, tails, whiskers, poise - who needs words when everybeast says more than they mean to without opening their mouth at all? |
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