Jun 8, 2019 14:56:07 GMT -5
Tempest Rages at night
Tribe of Twisted Roots ∙ Commander ∙ Tom ∙ 48 moons
Appearance
Description sentence:
A large tuxedo tom with white paws, a torn ear, and pale yellow eyes.
Appearance:
A large cat even by Tribe standards, this tom towers over the heads of some of the smaller individuals who call the group their own. Well muscled and stocky, his height and sturdy frame make him a capable enemy bred of a long bloodline of Tribe cats. Carried too is the dark pelt most common for cats in their families, a standard tuxedo mix of black and white. Though most of his fur is dark, his belly, paws, chest, and the distinctive mustache markings around his muzzle are a clean white. Typically his fur is groomed and kept clean despite the small, scattered scars spread across his limbs. His most distinctive, however, is the jagged tear in his left ear, the result of the tip being torn off during a challenge to his leadership he faced the day he ascended to commander.
The leather of his paw pads is a soft pink while his nose is black as his fur, and his eyes are a pale yellow hue.
Personality
Positive Traits: • Astute • Experienced • Passionate | Negative Traits: • Ambitious • Bellicose • Pious |
Personality:
Vibrant. Fiery. Assertive. A simple few words to begin explaining the type of cat that Tempest is. A living, breathing representation of what the Tribe stands for, the echo of their ancestors. Even as a young kit his personality shown through, foreshadowing what was to come.
At his core, Tempest is nothing short of passionate about his Tribe, their care, and their Gods. He approaches everything he does with the sort of vibrancy and enthusiasm one would expect from a younger member. Yet do not take this lightly. Though his decisions are made primarily with a heavy pawful of emotion and gut feeling and seemingly on a whim, this would not be the case. Instead, each choice is carefully weighed, pitted against years of experienced calculation and similar situations. This observant nature has only aided his leadership, cloaking intelligence with an almost reckless front. Be warned - a front alone it is. Beneath the facade is a feline who is well-aware of what he is doing.
Of course, there are some downfalls to this sort of personality Tempest possesses. Bolstered by charisma and moons upon moons of luck, arrogance has risen in this tom. His ambition and strive to reach for more, to gain more for his Tribe, has led to an argumentative nature if pushed. Indeed, aggression will appear from time to time, threatening to mar his previous record of success. Passion, too, brings sins. Dedication to Gods - A downfall if one is not careful, can blind him to views that may differ from his own, making open-mindedness a difficult task at times.
Skills & Combat
Strengths: • Climbing • Fighting • Swimming | Weaknesses: • Agility • Hunting • Stealth |
Combat:
• Defense: 14
• Attack: 1d20+4
Character Background
Family:
Hummingbird Flitting Through Raindrops (Mother, Navigator), Cloud Crossing the Moon (Father, Deceased), Cascade of Roaring Water (Sister, Navigator)
History:
For Tempest Rages at Night, life started much as it does for every member of the Tribe. Born into a small litter of only two, the expectations their shoulders were heavy; they were the latest of a bloodline that found its roots to the very beginning of the group's long existence, with several prominent members such as commanders, quartermasters, and witches scattered throughout. His parents were valued navigators who had nothing by the highest hopes for their duo and their future, hoping that the pair would follow in the footsteps of their ancestors. For Tempest, the eldest of the two, this was simply not a problem. From a young age, listening to the stories the guides had of the Tribe as a whole and his family's part in it as well as watching the various cats in camp swap whispers of greatness, he was determined to make his mark on their history.
Along with his sister Cascade, he was made a swabbie at the appropriate age. Though his larger size made hunting and stealth slightly difficult, one would be hard pressed to find another as enthused about battle training or the waves surrounding their island. Often he and a band of swabbies would sneak away, play fighting and practicing as if they were the members of old who had to fight for their every pawstep of territory. Though tempers ran high at times and strong personalities were abound (For the Tribe was not known for meek individuals even then), Tempest would soon prove his worth as a leader by coming out on top more often than not. Still, these friends were enough to keep him in line and help temper the aggression that often rose all too readily in the tom.
After a successful ceremony and visit to the Island of Shadows, Tempest was accepted as a Navigator. Though young, he continued to push, proving himself on patrols (a determination that only heightened after his father passed away in an argument gone wrong) until he was recognized as a potential successor by the then commander. There were some who were wary of such an inexperienced cat becoming quartermaster; after all, the shadow of the tyrannical Wind still hung over the Tribe's long memory. Yet, determined not to be compared to such a being, Tempest made it clear that while ambitious, all he wanted was for the Tribe to succeed.
He would get his chance to prove this all too soon when, at 23 moons, the commander lost his last life unexpectedly. Though Tempest had done nothing to appear like Wind some still had their doubts; indeed, some were expressed with a pair of navigators challenged the young cat for leadership. These subsequent scuffles, though won by the still quartermaster, left their mark - a torn ear for Tempest and a reminder to those who opposed him that such encounters would be remembered. For though one member had accepted defeat the other had not, and only one of them swam back to the Tribe's camp once Tempest had received his lives.
Tempest has been commander for two years and the Tribe has benefited from these times of peace, though some are still fearful of a return to darker days with their unknown neighbors so close.
Other Notes
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