Chance

By Leavemealone

• October 28, 2017

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Species: Non-Pony

Appearance: <p> Chance is a tall, black-furred cat (akin to Capper) with some white streaks in his fur. His whiskers are decisively white, and the fur at their base is mostly black. His left ear is white, while his right ear is black, blending in with the rest of his body. His tail is black, ribbed with white, and has a white tip. His eyes are yellow, and have vertical pupils. The fur surrounding his left eye is black, while the right side’s is white. Both of his front paws are black-furred, and his left foot is white. Both legs are black, excepting a spot on the left calf. His nose is a soft pink. He wears a cape that has a midnight blue outside and a black inside. It has no collar, but instead a fine golden chain holding one side of the cape to the other, like a fastener. He has a rapier sheathed at his right hip. The hilt of the rapier is gilded and intricate, and is a shining silver color. The sheath only holds the rapier in place and does not cover the whole blade. The sheath is black leather with silver detailing. Chance also wears a top hat, which is made from a fine black velvet with a wide hat ribbon around it. Inside the cloak, there is a pocket with a pocket watch in it.  </p>

Cutie Mark: <p> He is lacking a cutie mark, as he is a cat.  </p>

Personality: <p> He is charming, but not deceitful. He is fast-acting and quick-thinking, and he can quickly calculate a situation. He is very loyal to his allies, but  sometime has a hard time trusting people. He never pushes for a fight, often trying to talk out of it. However, if given no alternative, he will exercise no mercy upon foes. He will not stand for him or his friends being insulted, as he holds honor among the top things most important to himself. He also will lie, steal, and cheat to defeat one who has harmed his honor (It only worsens the situation). He is also kind, and not gruff, and will not lie unless he has a viable reason to.  </p>

Backstory: <p> Chance was born as the runt of a litter of seven kittens. He was to be drowned, but he escaped into the streets. Hungry and tired, he stumbled through alleyways, looking for food, water, and a dry place to sleep. On the verge of death, he collapsed on the doorstep of a mansion. The wealthy couple that lived there took him in and cared for him, and under their care he became as strong as any of the other kittens. They raised him as if he was their son, and they taught him as such. He learned manners, proper language, history, arithmetic, and many of the other basic subjets of schooling. His parents also hired tutors to see what extra-curricular subjects he could master. They found he had an interest in combat, and they hurried to hire experts. He quickly graduated from marksmanship, hoof-to-hoof combat, and stealth, but stopped at swordplay. He found swordplay to be fascinating. He also learned he was excellent at it. He beat master after master, getting better and better. Finally, on his 16th birthday, his parents bought him a beautiful new rapier. His parents passed away soon after that. They left everything to him, including their massive estate, fortune, and land, and he took the title of Lord. He took it upon himself to get a job, because, although he had more than enough money to live very comfortably for the rest of his days, he was bored. He started a school of swordfighting, building it on one of the many pieces of land his parents left to him. He taught many pupils, and by the age of 19, he had taught more than 300 students. (Impressive amount for a private company with only one teacher). He hired some of his oldest pupils as teachers, and he practiced by himself often. He got more and more skilled, surpassing many fighters before him. That’s pretty much up to date. IMPORTANT: HE IS NOT EXCLUSIVELY FOR ADVENTURE RPs, AND CAN BE USED FOR ROMANCE/CASUAL OR PEACEFUL RPs.  </p>