by Picture:
Name:
Patience Alice Rose
Aliases/Nicknames:
Alice West
Titles:
The Raven
Age and Date of Birth:
107, looks in her mid 20's. Born August, 24.
Gender:
Female
Sexual Orientation/Gender Identification:
Heterosexual
Race:
Wildkin
Weapons/Combat Magic:
Good with knives, and short blades
Passive Abilities:
Blending in, being a thief, and conning people, shape change, strong senses, acrobatic
Height:
5 foot 8 inches
Weight:
138 lbs
Build:
Sleek built, Her breasts and hips are about the average size
Eye Color:
Golden Yellow
Hair Color:
.Jet black and she keeps her hair long and clean, it's length hanging down to her mid back
Tattoos, Piercings, Marks, Scars, etc:
None.
Occupation/Job:
Hade's intel gatherer, and part-time thief.
Faction:
Mobsters
Group:
R&R
Biography:
Patience doesn't remember ever having a father in the picture, just various men her mother had brought home. She was told to stay in her small room with the door locked, and turn the radio on loud. She had broken toys to keep her busy while she sat alone. Sometimes she could hear their voices over the music as they walked past her room. Never the faces, but always voices. And once they had passed her room, a few hours later they would pass by again and leave.
After they had left, her mother would do their secret knock on her door, bam-bam bam-bam-bam. Opening the door Patience would be greeted by the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Her mother's hair was the color of very burnt toast (black), her eyes the color of fresh green bananas. Her features were delicate, her voice soft, she smelled like roses. Poor Patience didn't know what her mother did for work, nor would she understand until later in life.
It was late when she felt her mother come into her room, the smell of roses clouded her nose, she could feel herself fighting sleep feeling her mother close by. The woman crawled onto the mattress which sat on the floor, pulling her arms around the small sleeping kitten. Patience remembered feeling her mother's chest against her face, it seemed to jump slightly as her mother seemed to be taking sharp breaths. The feeling of warm liquid dripped down the kitten's face. Patience didn't understand, nor was she able to stay awake.
The next morning she woke up in a bed that wasn't her own. It was much softer and didn't smell like hers. The blankets were made from some sort of scratchy felt. Uncomfortable. Opening her yellow eyes, then closing them once more she would rub a small hand against them, clearing the sleep from them.
A loud voice would screech at her from the other end of the room, causing the kitten to sit up in her bed. "Ghet up, ya' lot. Time ta earn ya' keep." Her slited eyes would focus on the voice, seeing a rather ugly woman. Her gray hair was greasy, and she was missing teeth. Her skin was wrinkled. Later in life, she would know this woman to be named Helga, or as the kids called her, Helga the horrible. And horrible she was. For the children under her care, here at the Orange blossom orphanage were used to steal and earn her money.
The orphanage had some pretty simple and easy to live by rules, she learned them well and very quickly thanks to her fellow adopted brothers and sisters.
You will steal from strangers, and bring it home to Helga to earn your bed and food. Those who bring home nothing, get nothing. And those who get caught get the wooden spoon. This rule was number one in everyone's head. It didn't matter who you stole from, or what you brought home. As long as it was worth something it would earn you a lukewarm meal, and a clean bed. Getting caught however was more of a threat, then bringing home nothing. Once Patience had seen a child get brought home by the police. The child had got caught pickpocketing a rich man. Of course, Helga was able to play off the charge with fake tears, and a 'woe is me' act. It was the child who suffered a worse fate. His arse had been whapped with the spoon until blistered, Patience remembered her older brothers and sisters telling him to bite his pillow as they carefully plucked wood slivers from his swollen purple rump.
The second rule to remember, you come home every night, before the sun sets. If you fail to get home before, you get to sleep outside. She had felt this rule in full effect a few times. Once the sunset and the streets darkened the front door would be locked. And no amount of crying or banging on the door would open it. The worse part of this rule was no one would sneak downstairs and open the door, in fear of the wooden spoon.
The third rule, if a visitor comes to looking to adopt, you always act as if you LOVE living with Helga until they leave. Or you will be whipped, and unfed for the night. Not that it matters, she always tells them that the child they are trying to adopt is already being adopted. A usual lie. There was no hope in the orphanage. No one was here to adopt you, nor would Helga ever let it happen. You belonged to her, you were her property.
Patience grew up tough by this, she knew not to trust anyone. Even her brothers and sisters could throw her under the bus for an extra piece of toasted bread. And her mother... That bitch had given her away and stuck her in this terrible place.
Years went by, and Patience found herself growing taller, stronger. She would be considered a pre-teenager by now, and soon she would be booted onto the streets permanently by Helga. Not that she returned home often anyway.
Little did she know this day of scrounging and stealing would change her life forever. Patience would have been strolling around the food markets, looking for an easy meal. Mice no longer filled her belly, she wanted actual human food. Something had caught her nose, a street vendor who was selling hot fresh sausages on a stick. While going to hand one to a paying customer, Patience had gone to quickly swipe it from his hands. Unfortunately for her, the vendor had been eyeing her for a while, knowing she was making a plan. Before she knew it, the vendor had her by the wrist, screaming in her face and threatening to call the cops.
From the corner of her eye, a woman approached them, her soft expression somehow put the kitten at ease. Before Patience could scream back at the vendor to let her go, the woman had paid double for the sausage and told him that her name was Persephone. This seemed to shut the man up quicker then the actual extra cash did. And thanks to this her, he quickly let the kitten go. Before the young girl could scuttle away into the streets again, the woman had offered the girl the sausage. Her gentle voice put the girl at ease, offering her a place to come and take a bath and warm up from the cold of the streets.
The walk to the taxi was a strange one, the woman's voice remained gentle and even after they got to the mansion she kept the same volume. She had led the kitten to a private bathroom and helped her run a bath. Every 20 minutes or so she had checked to make sure the kitten, or rather the child was ok. Even though Patience didn't like water, the warm bath soothed her and helped remove the clumps of mud and filth from her hair and body. After her bath, the woman helped show her how to drain the tub, then dressed her in a rather nice dress. It was a little big on her, but it was better then the torn up stained shirt and pants she had been wearing.
Soon after this, Persephone would take the girl to her husband, Hades. At first, he seemed skeptical of bringing in a street urchin, but after a few months, Patience found her way into his heart.
Hades learned rather quickly that their new adopted 'friend' had many talents that could prove useful in his line of business. Even as a child, Patience was VERY good at getting into places she wasn't supposed to be in. As well as she was VERY good at getting back out again. Patience was very good at stealing rather sensitive materials (Such as evidence) from the right people. All it took was a gentle whisper, and anyone could be a target to the cat's talents. No one would expect a child to be such a criminal.
Now as an adult, Patience can be found curled up on the lap of one of the City's biggest mafia boss, purring away. When she isn't acting like a royal pet, she walks the streets as a stray cat. Learning information and keeping an eye on those who are deemed an interest. The cat's out of the bag, Eyls'ayn's got one hell of a cat burglar on its hands.
Talents: What is their starting talent? They start with one each and gain one per level.
Body: - Climbing
Dexterity:- Running
Intelligence: - Burglary
Charisma: - Persuasion
Perception: - Observance
Learned Skills: - Lock picking
Crafting Skills: - Gardening
Combat/Magic:- Small bladed weapons
Inventory:
: Fake ID, Lock pick kit, Rope (Enough to help her climb if needed), small smoke bombs (5), lighter, small belt pouch, Rope clip, Throwing knives, Butterfly Knife (3)
Place of Birth:
In the bathtub of some rundown apartment in Eyls'ayn
Language(s):
English, beast speak.
Accent:
No, but she's very good at faking them.
Voice:
A lower pitched, and very sultry
Pantheon:
Greek, since she sees Hades and Persephone as her adopted parents.
Family:
Unknown
Education:
Knows how to sneak around unnoticed, get intel, and steal stuff from people
Current Relationship Status:
Single, for now.
Relationship History:
Arden is her ex, and that's because he and his twin brother are 'Fucking psychopaths.' Arden became obsessively controlling, and mentally abusive toward her. When he proposed to her, she stood up for herself and told him no. Her reason was that he was "too boring" when really she was afraid of him, and his weirdo family.
Likes:
Grilled fish/squid, nice jewelry, gardening, leather clothing, being tied up, being bitten, strong men, hunting people, hunting small animals, being pet by Persephone or Hades.
Dislikes:
Milk (It hurts her tummy), most people, wearing white, loud or crowded placed, being touched by most people, most canines, security alarms, the pound, deep bodies of water
Pet Peeves:
nail biting, spitting while people talk
Hobbies:
Stalking people, gardening, causing trouble
Interests:
Shiny things, quick movements, aquariums, suspicious people
Clothing Style:
Patience's outfit tends to change depending on where she's at. While out on the street she tends to dress in leather or more rebel styles. While at the mansion she tends to be more subtle, in respect for her 'owners' and their family, meaning she keeps herself dressed a bit classier.
Weaknesses:
Hades and Persephone, her arrogance.
Restrictions:
she isn't immortal to death.
Alternate Forms:
Out of her cat form Patience stands about 5 foot 8 inches, with a sleek build. Her breasts and hips are about average size. She keeps her hair long and clean, it's length hanging down to her mid back. Two large black cat ears poke out of her head, as well as a long black silky furred cat tail (Which looks like a pipe cleaner if she gets angry, or spooked). Her skin is pale and flawless, and she only wears enough makeup to outline her eyes.
While in cat form she is about 13 pounds, her body is sleek, her fur jet-black and mid-length, very soft. She doesn't have any markings that might make her stand out. At first glance, she just looks like a normal black cat. It's when she looks at you with her golden yellow eyes, that you can see the intelligence in her face.
Racial Detail: Patience has the ability to change between her cat form, and her more human-like form at will. She also ages slower than a human. And due to her being a cat she is a lot more agile and graceful than normal people
Extra Anatomy:
Silky furred black cat ears and a tail, slitted/round pupils, long pointed nails, longer canine fangs
Serious Flaws/Addictions/Problems/Disorders/Disabilities:
She's arrogant, she believes if she can get into it she can get back out. She also has a strong fear of Arden and Aeolus Ealdwode, and if she sees them she will panic and do her best to avoid them at all costs.
Soundtrack/Song:
Bad guy - Billie Eilish
Relationships to other characters:
Hades - See's him as a father figure, and one of her owners. She would die for him if he asked her to.
Persephone - Sees her as a mother figure, and would die for her.
Cebie - Her longtime rival, she fights Cebie for the affections of Hades and Persephone.
Dom - A cop she met that could've taken her in on a theft charge, but instead let her go on the promise that she would help him. Patience finds him both attractive and highly interesting due to how he acts so mysterious and stern around her. This quiet side of him keeps her curious.
Name:
Patience Alice Rose
Aliases/Nicknames:
Alice West
Titles:
The Raven
Age and Date of Birth:
107, looks in her mid 20's. Born August, 24.
Gender:
Female
Sexual Orientation/Gender Identification:
Heterosexual
Race:
Wildkin
Weapons/Combat Magic:
Good with knives, and short blades
Passive Abilities:
Blending in, being a thief, and conning people, shape change, strong senses, acrobatic
Height:
5 foot 8 inches
Weight:
138 lbs
Build:
Sleek built, Her breasts and hips are about the average size
Eye Color:
Golden Yellow
Hair Color:
.Jet black and she keeps her hair long and clean, it's length hanging down to her mid back
Tattoos, Piercings, Marks, Scars, etc:
None.
Occupation/Job:
Hade's intel gatherer, and part-time thief.
Faction:
Mobsters
Group:
R&R
Biography:
Patience doesn't remember ever having a father in the picture, just various men her mother had brought home. She was told to stay in her small room with the door locked, and turn the radio on loud. She had broken toys to keep her busy while she sat alone. Sometimes she could hear their voices over the music as they walked past her room. Never the faces, but always voices. And once they had passed her room, a few hours later they would pass by again and leave.
After they had left, her mother would do their secret knock on her door, bam-bam bam-bam-bam. Opening the door Patience would be greeted by the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Her mother's hair was the color of very burnt toast (black), her eyes the color of fresh green bananas. Her features were delicate, her voice soft, she smelled like roses. Poor Patience didn't know what her mother did for work, nor would she understand until later in life.
It was late when she felt her mother come into her room, the smell of roses clouded her nose, she could feel herself fighting sleep feeling her mother close by. The woman crawled onto the mattress which sat on the floor, pulling her arms around the small sleeping kitten. Patience remembered feeling her mother's chest against her face, it seemed to jump slightly as her mother seemed to be taking sharp breaths. The feeling of warm liquid dripped down the kitten's face. Patience didn't understand, nor was she able to stay awake.
The next morning she woke up in a bed that wasn't her own. It was much softer and didn't smell like hers. The blankets were made from some sort of scratchy felt. Uncomfortable. Opening her yellow eyes, then closing them once more she would rub a small hand against them, clearing the sleep from them.
A loud voice would screech at her from the other end of the room, causing the kitten to sit up in her bed. "Ghet up, ya' lot. Time ta earn ya' keep." Her slited eyes would focus on the voice, seeing a rather ugly woman. Her gray hair was greasy, and she was missing teeth. Her skin was wrinkled. Later in life, she would know this woman to be named Helga, or as the kids called her, Helga the horrible. And horrible she was. For the children under her care, here at the Orange blossom orphanage were used to steal and earn her money.
The orphanage had some pretty simple and easy to live by rules, she learned them well and very quickly thanks to her fellow adopted brothers and sisters.
You will steal from strangers, and bring it home to Helga to earn your bed and food. Those who bring home nothing, get nothing. And those who get caught get the wooden spoon. This rule was number one in everyone's head. It didn't matter who you stole from, or what you brought home. As long as it was worth something it would earn you a lukewarm meal, and a clean bed. Getting caught however was more of a threat, then bringing home nothing. Once Patience had seen a child get brought home by the police. The child had got caught pickpocketing a rich man. Of course, Helga was able to play off the charge with fake tears, and a 'woe is me' act. It was the child who suffered a worse fate. His arse had been whapped with the spoon until blistered, Patience remembered her older brothers and sisters telling him to bite his pillow as they carefully plucked wood slivers from his swollen purple rump.
The second rule to remember, you come home every night, before the sun sets. If you fail to get home before, you get to sleep outside. She had felt this rule in full effect a few times. Once the sunset and the streets darkened the front door would be locked. And no amount of crying or banging on the door would open it. The worse part of this rule was no one would sneak downstairs and open the door, in fear of the wooden spoon.
The third rule, if a visitor comes to looking to adopt, you always act as if you LOVE living with Helga until they leave. Or you will be whipped, and unfed for the night. Not that it matters, she always tells them that the child they are trying to adopt is already being adopted. A usual lie. There was no hope in the orphanage. No one was here to adopt you, nor would Helga ever let it happen. You belonged to her, you were her property.
Patience grew up tough by this, she knew not to trust anyone. Even her brothers and sisters could throw her under the bus for an extra piece of toasted bread. And her mother... That bitch had given her away and stuck her in this terrible place.
Years went by, and Patience found herself growing taller, stronger. She would be considered a pre-teenager by now, and soon she would be booted onto the streets permanently by Helga. Not that she returned home often anyway.
Little did she know this day of scrounging and stealing would change her life forever. Patience would have been strolling around the food markets, looking for an easy meal. Mice no longer filled her belly, she wanted actual human food. Something had caught her nose, a street vendor who was selling hot fresh sausages on a stick. While going to hand one to a paying customer, Patience had gone to quickly swipe it from his hands. Unfortunately for her, the vendor had been eyeing her for a while, knowing she was making a plan. Before she knew it, the vendor had her by the wrist, screaming in her face and threatening to call the cops.
From the corner of her eye, a woman approached them, her soft expression somehow put the kitten at ease. Before Patience could scream back at the vendor to let her go, the woman had paid double for the sausage and told him that her name was Persephone. This seemed to shut the man up quicker then the actual extra cash did. And thanks to this her, he quickly let the kitten go. Before the young girl could scuttle away into the streets again, the woman had offered the girl the sausage. Her gentle voice put the girl at ease, offering her a place to come and take a bath and warm up from the cold of the streets.
The walk to the taxi was a strange one, the woman's voice remained gentle and even after they got to the mansion she kept the same volume. She had led the kitten to a private bathroom and helped her run a bath. Every 20 minutes or so she had checked to make sure the kitten, or rather the child was ok. Even though Patience didn't like water, the warm bath soothed her and helped remove the clumps of mud and filth from her hair and body. After her bath, the woman helped show her how to drain the tub, then dressed her in a rather nice dress. It was a little big on her, but it was better then the torn up stained shirt and pants she had been wearing.
Soon after this, Persephone would take the girl to her husband, Hades. At first, he seemed skeptical of bringing in a street urchin, but after a few months, Patience found her way into his heart.
Hades learned rather quickly that their new adopted 'friend' had many talents that could prove useful in his line of business. Even as a child, Patience was VERY good at getting into places she wasn't supposed to be in. As well as she was VERY good at getting back out again. Patience was very good at stealing rather sensitive materials (Such as evidence) from the right people. All it took was a gentle whisper, and anyone could be a target to the cat's talents. No one would expect a child to be such a criminal.
Now as an adult, Patience can be found curled up on the lap of one of the City's biggest mafia boss, purring away. When she isn't acting like a royal pet, she walks the streets as a stray cat. Learning information and keeping an eye on those who are deemed an interest. The cat's out of the bag, Eyls'ayn's got one hell of a cat burglar on its hands.
Talents: What is their starting talent? They start with one each and gain one per level.
Body: - Climbing
Dexterity:- Running
Intelligence: - Burglary
Charisma: - Persuasion
Perception: - Observance
Learned Skills: - Lock picking
Crafting Skills: - Gardening
Combat/Magic:- Small bladed weapons
Inventory:
: Fake ID, Lock pick kit, Rope (Enough to help her climb if needed), small smoke bombs (5), lighter, small belt pouch, Rope clip, Throwing knives, Butterfly Knife (3)
Place of Birth:
In the bathtub of some rundown apartment in Eyls'ayn
Language(s):
English, beast speak.
Accent:
No, but she's very good at faking them.
Voice:
A lower pitched, and very sultry
Pantheon:
Greek, since she sees Hades and Persephone as her adopted parents.
Family:
Unknown
Education:
Knows how to sneak around unnoticed, get intel, and steal stuff from people
Current Relationship Status:
Single, for now.
Relationship History:
Arden is her ex, and that's because he and his twin brother are 'Fucking psychopaths.' Arden became obsessively controlling, and mentally abusive toward her. When he proposed to her, she stood up for herself and told him no. Her reason was that he was "too boring" when really she was afraid of him, and his weirdo family.
Likes:
Grilled fish/squid, nice jewelry, gardening, leather clothing, being tied up, being bitten, strong men, hunting people, hunting small animals, being pet by Persephone or Hades.
Dislikes:
Milk (It hurts her tummy), most people, wearing white, loud or crowded placed, being touched by most people, most canines, security alarms, the pound, deep bodies of water
Pet Peeves:
nail biting, spitting while people talk
Hobbies:
Stalking people, gardening, causing trouble
Interests:
Shiny things, quick movements, aquariums, suspicious people
Clothing Style:
Patience's outfit tends to change depending on where she's at. While out on the street she tends to dress in leather or more rebel styles. While at the mansion she tends to be more subtle, in respect for her 'owners' and their family, meaning she keeps herself dressed a bit classier.
Weaknesses:
Hades and Persephone, her arrogance.
Restrictions:
she isn't immortal to death.
Alternate Forms:
Out of her cat form Patience stands about 5 foot 8 inches, with a sleek build. Her breasts and hips are about average size. She keeps her hair long and clean, it's length hanging down to her mid back. Two large black cat ears poke out of her head, as well as a long black silky furred cat tail (Which looks like a pipe cleaner if she gets angry, or spooked). Her skin is pale and flawless, and she only wears enough makeup to outline her eyes.
While in cat form she is about 13 pounds, her body is sleek, her fur jet-black and mid-length, very soft. She doesn't have any markings that might make her stand out. At first glance, she just looks like a normal black cat. It's when she looks at you with her golden yellow eyes, that you can see the intelligence in her face.
Racial Detail: Patience has the ability to change between her cat form, and her more human-like form at will. She also ages slower than a human. And due to her being a cat she is a lot more agile and graceful than normal people
Extra Anatomy:
Silky furred black cat ears and a tail, slitted/round pupils, long pointed nails, longer canine fangs
Serious Flaws/Addictions/Problems/Disorders/Disabilities:
She's arrogant, she believes if she can get into it she can get back out. She also has a strong fear of Arden and Aeolus Ealdwode, and if she sees them she will panic and do her best to avoid them at all costs.
Soundtrack/Song:
Bad guy - Billie Eilish
Relationships to other characters:
Hades - See's him as a father figure, and one of her owners. She would die for him if he asked her to.
Persephone - Sees her as a mother figure, and would die for her.
Cebie - Her longtime rival, she fights Cebie for the affections of Hades and Persephone.
Dom - A cop she met that could've taken her in on a theft charge, but instead let her go on the promise that she would help him. Patience finds him both attractive and highly interesting due to how he acts so mysterious and stern around her. This quiet side of him keeps her curious.
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