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Morganna's Description |
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Description:
Age: 15
Hair: Blue-Black
Eyes: Black
Race: Caucasion
Nationality: American
Morgana is a fairly
short, wiry young lady with blue-black hair, pale skin and jet black eyes.
Her hair, her one conceit, falls to the middle of her back in loose curls. She
is generally dressed in a moth eaten black sweater and black jeans with
ragged black
boots (all of which she has dedicated
so that they shift with her) When she is feeling like being dressy she
dons several silver rings, bracelets, earrings and necklaces (all of which she’s
collected during her pickpocketing expeditions) and takes a pervese pleasure
in flaunting her ability to wear silver in the face of the other
changing breeds.
Approximate height
and weight:
Homid: 4’8” 70 lbs (corax have lighter
bones than most humans)
Crinos: 6’2” 140 (estimations based
on werewolf since there were no such stats in the corax book)
Corvid: ?/? haven’t a clue *grin*
4.5 foot wing span apparently though, and completely hollow bones
History
Morganna was born in New Orleans to
her parents Kenneth and Barbara Foy (both great fans of the arthurian legends...thus
Morganna’s name) Her parents were a bit puzzled by Morganna’s physical characteristics,
as they were both tall and
blond, but loved her just the same
despite Morganna always being in trouble for incessant talking and gossiping
in school, kleptomania and fighting (by age 10 she was already a fairly talented
pickpocket and knife fighter from hanging around the wrong crowd)
Despite her tough exterior, Morganna
was a sweet child, always looking out for others, always joking and lifting
people’s spirits.
When Morganna was
13 her parents died when Barbra, affectionally nicknamed Barbie by her friends,
crashed her convertable. After a short stint in a orhanage and then a
couple of foster homes, Morgana left them for the streets, kicking around for
awhile picking pockets for a living, and being cared for and protected secretly
by several of
her corax kin until her first change
at the age of 14.
After her first change,
her kin that had protecting her took her under her wings for a year of learning.
Her natural curiosity quickly led her to becoming quite skilled at investigations
and enigmas, and her innate love of fancy specticles induced her to become quite
skilled at the rituals of her people. She rejoiced in the new
perspective gained from flight and
stepping between, and soon was quite comfortable in the umbra. Now she
is 15 and supports herself with her pickpocketing skills, although she does
keep a nest egg in a savings account. Currently she is spending a great deal
of her time in corvid form, and not worrying about long range planning...just
enjoying her new freedom.
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