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Description

"I play two-player conversations with total strangers for no other reason than to make them less strange.
We exchange stories like trading cards, and are fine with the fact that we’ve always been rookies, and we’ve never gone pro.
And I’m fine with the fact that I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.
But today, I want to be amazing."

—"Shut Up and Say Something" by Shane Koyczan

Name
Karim
(Kah-reem)

Arabic || Meaning generous or noble

Rank
Employed (nurse)

Council Rep

Age
Birthdate: February 4th 48 B.C.
Starting age: 6 years
Current age: 10 years and 5 months

Species
Caracal

Physical Description
Sturdy build with a consistent limp and an ample amount of old scars. His right hind leg is majorly immobile, but he has regained some mobility from it with strategic stretches. He can walk okay on three legs, having a very noticeable limp and his jumping severely suffering. When it comes down to it, he wouldn't last a week in the wild, and is heavily reliant on the human that feeds him and cares for him.

Armor
His old armor is lost to the winds as far as he knows, but he gained an eagle feather dyed in tyrian purple dye as a sort of trophy for his work. He wears this as an earring all the time, and is likely the most valuable physical object to him, he keeps it to remember his time on the warfront. As of 38 B.C., it was tore in a fight with a dog, and he doesn't replace the feather after Kricket left. It's just an earring with fuzz now

Traits
Dominant:
Golden fur, Amber eyes
Recessive:
Stripe-like coloration
Carrier:
Brown Fur, electric blue eyes
Mutations:
none
Note: Carrier Traits cannot be seen. They are the combinations that could have been but weren't

Apprentices
wha

Personality and History
Personality

Pacifist
"The fighting isn't necessary."
Since his fighting days, he has grown keen on the pacifist route and will do anything to keep to that. He prefers to talk his way out of most fights, partially due to his disability, but also because it's a welcome challenge. To be able to solve things with words feels more wholesome to him, having kindled this preference since he retired.

Self-Sacrificing
"No! Wait!"
This cat is usually the first to put himself into some form of danger if he deems it necessary, genuinely believing he is only here to aid others in finding their own joy and protecting them until he drops. This is a nasty habit he picked up from his training, putting himself between fights to try and quell tension or defeat the opponent. Of course. This is where he gained many scars, and is likely to earn a few more for the impulsive attitude.

Tactical
"Now how am I to climb up to the table, with food, on this bad leg..."
When all else fails, his time in a fighting force allowed him to gain strategic skills and a way of looking at the world logically. If there's a problem he can't solve, you know he's going to stay the night trying to figure it out, even if it takes meeting five new cats or learning a new skill.

Quick Learner
"And... OH OH THAT'S WHY"
Intellectually he makes it a point to learn new things, whether it be about other felines or new methods towards a familiar goal. This has given him a love of learning, and he can't help but follow that yearning. What else is he gonna do with his time? Reminisce?

Non-judgemental
"Intriguing!"
As much as he adores learning about new things, he remains humble and open to new opinions for the sake of discussing them. He is very open in nature and despite being a pacifist, he does not inherently hold other felines to that same standard. This is due to his reflection on his own past, aware how impulsive and needing for glory he had been. Everyone needs to take their own path and learn in their own ways, for him, it was losing the practical use of his hind leg, for others? Who's to say?

Fair
"It's not inherently about winning..."
This cat is anything but a cheat, and when approaching a fair game he makes a point to allow the other feline to their feet before making his next move. He doesn't like having the upper hand by playing dirty, and while he will lie to mask his own pains, he remains on a road of honesty and fairness when it comes down to interacting with other felines.

Patient
"..."
This cat can wait for ages in the quiet and in the roar of chaos if you give him something solid to wait on. It is harder to make him give up on something than it is to make him revoke his nurtured pacifism to be momentarily violent for the sake of a better future. Patience is a virtue, and he takes peace and hope out of his waiting.

Lover-boy
"You know how much I adore you, darling..."
This cat is genuinely loving and adoring, wanting to make any feline he encounters like they are at home and that they can trust him with their entirety. However this makes them the gentle and doting type, and while he can take a bit of tough love, he tends to be too gentle and fairly easy to take advantage of if you know him well enough.

Submissive
"I..."
With those he dearly values, his backbone becomes weak and he struggles to voice concerns much further than just saying them. He's quite easy to walk all over, however, you will be warned that this veteran will cry if you're too emotionally mean. He hates watching fights as much as he hates getting into them, so if he starts to tear up... well... wth dude.

Forgiving
"It's alright, truly."
He truly gives everything he has to the world before giving up on anything, and often times it takes seriously wounding him before he stops and pulls back. This leads to a lot of breaking his own heart, and while he will take it in stride, anybody close to him can't deny his tendency to keep fighting for something long gone...

Biography & Background Information

Born in Egypt, and for the beginning of Caesar's Civil War, the sole purpose for him was to fight alongside an assigned soldier on that warfront. His father was already one of those cats, and after two consecutive litters, he left for the warfront again, leaving Karim playing with his siblings until he was old enough to begin his own training. However, as he began to reach that age, one of his younger brothers hadn't been keeping up well. Raidon had been growing ill, and Karim was left to think fast.

The humans would give up on the young cub quickly, Karim knew how cutthroat training was supposed to be, there no room for weakness for Caesars sake, but this... this was his brother... and...

"Here, let me help you, we're in this together..." the slightly older Caracal rushed to aid his brother, before his real training would begin. He couldn't help himself, he couldn't just watch this cat falter, because he would bend hell to make sure they were in it together. There was no way Karim was going to leave him behind, especially after training.

"Yes but do we have to be so together?"

By the time they reached the warfront, Raidon had grown strong and grumpy amongst their gathered collective of warbuddies. They were always on the go at this time, and war and glory had quickly become the Caracals life, and he was ready to take on nearly any task. Selfless and determined, he gained several scars he wore like trophies with his own set of armor that was a symbol of all the places he'd been. He had met countless cats with his master, Lucius, who was on the older end, but well off nonetheless. Their bond was strong, but it wasn't long before things went south for the both of them.

They had to retreat several paces, and before Karim knew it his owner was being pulled off the battle field, but he figured he wasn't quite done. He still needed to be there for his brother, he was still fighting for his life. Not Raidon, Karim wasn't leaving him behind. He decided that a long time ago.

But they needed to run, and there was one singular tree that would save them from the dogs. Raidon was already a few paces ahead, bounding up the tree and turning to help him. Karim took the jump, but was confused by the sudden look of horror in his brothers blue eyes until he felt a ripping streak of pain in his hind leg, and his world shifted.

"NO!"

The golden Caracal couldn't tell where that last screech came from, but he did know that his armor suddenly felt like it was crushing him as he went down. It didn't take but a split second before things went black.

And just like that, it was over.

---

The injury shook Karim to his bones, rattled as he woke from his deep slumber to find his brother pressed into him. It couldn't have been that long, he had thought, until he realized how stiff his hind leg felt, and the horror set into his heart. No... no no... a jumpless Caracal, gods please no. But he knew, he knew that he wouldn't be able to walk right ever again. This was devastating to him, his whole protector worldview felt as though it was about to fall apart. But, Lucius was still there, petting him and deciding to retire back to Egypt with him, leaving Raidon still on active duty.

Raidon still visited, of course, but when Karim had recovered enough to get a job again, Lucius figured breeder would suit him best considering the reputation. Thus sending the Caracal on a bit of a whirlwind of siring litters, and Karim did his best to try and remember them all, but it was definitely these last two years was a journey in of itself. Lucius opened a humble shop to help felines heal from injuries, taking his time in retirement to learn what he could about feline medical care, and eventually would move to Massilia in hopes of more opportunity.

Family and Empire Relations
Relations
Parents: TBA
Siblings: Raidon (Male/Caracal/Alive) || Unspecified || Unspecified
Other kin: TBA
Descendants:

Mate: Chione (Female/Caracal/Unknown) circa 43 B.C. || Kricket Zephyreu-s (Female/BobcatCaracal/Unknown) circa 40-39 B.C.
Cubs: Amon-ra (Male/Caracal/Unknown) 5igment || Horus (Male/Caracal/Unknown) VertigoCrime || Jaiden JudaiDead (Male/Caracal/Unknown) || Agatha (Female/Caragay/City) ARTARISI || Kallum ScreamingYearly (CaracalBobcat/AFAB/City) || Kalliope Sparaze (CaracalBobcat/AFAB/City) || Kaye Nythero (CaracalBobcat/AMAB/City) || Kronis Zincwolf (CarcalBobcat/AMAB/City) || Kaiju kibafan1232 (CaracalBobcat/AMAB/City)

Open to rp!

---
Submissions/other:
None.

Required:
Monthly Assignments:
None.

WANTED STATUS

Empire Statistics
Empire Points: 393
Stealth: 7 4
Strength: 5 3
Stamina: 5 2
Speed: 6 3
Defense: 6 5
Intelligence: 5 7

Extra
- VertigoCrime originally designed this babe!!! I tweaked it very slightly
- Nythero did the beautiful headshot!!

- he's doing his best.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

bam bam shblam

Description

"I play two-player conversations with total strangers for no other reason than to make them less strange.
We exchange stories like trading cards, and are fine with the fact that we’ve always been rookies, and we’ve never gone pro.
And I’m fine with the fact that I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.
But today, I want to be amazing."

—"Shut Up and Say Something" by Shane Koyczan

Name
Karim
(Kah-reem)

Arabic || Meaning generous or noble

Rank
Employed (nurse)

Council Rep

Age
Birthdate: February 4th 48 B.C.
Starting age: 6 years
Current age: 10 years and 5 months

Species
Caracal

Physical Description
Sturdy build with a consistent limp and an ample amount of old scars. His right hind leg is majorly immobile, but he has regained some mobility from it with strategic stretches. He can walk okay on three legs, having a very noticeable limp and his jumping severely suffering. When it comes down to it, he wouldn't last a week in the wild, and is heavily reliant on the human that feeds him and cares for him.

Armor
His old armor is lost to the winds as far as he knows, but he gained an eagle feather dyed in tyrian purple dye as a sort of trophy for his work. He wears this as an earring all the time, and is likely the most valuable physical object to him, he keeps it to remember his time on the warfront. As of 38 B.C., it was tore in a fight with a dog, and he doesn't replace the feather after Kricket left. It's just an earring with fuzz now

Traits
Dominant:
Golden fur, Amber eyes
Recessive:
Stripe-like coloration
Carrier:
Brown Fur, electric blue eyes
Mutations:
none
Note: Carrier Traits cannot be seen. They are the combinations that could have been but weren't

Apprentices
wha

Personality and History
Personality

Pacifist
"The fighting isn't necessary."
Since his fighting days, he has grown keen on the pacifist route and will do anything to keep to that. He prefers to talk his way out of most fights, partially due to his disability, but also because it's a welcome challenge. To be able to solve things with words feels more wholesome to him, having kindled this preference since he retired.

Self-Sacrificing
"No! Wait!"
This cat is usually the first to put himself into some form of danger if he deems it necessary, genuinely believing he is only here to aid others in finding their own joy and protecting them until he drops. This is a nasty habit he picked up from his training, putting himself between fights to try and quell tension or defeat the opponent. Of course. This is where he gained many scars, and is likely to earn a few more for the impulsive attitude.

Tactical
"Now how am I to climb up to the table, with food, on this bad leg..."
When all else fails, his time in a fighting force allowed him to gain strategic skills and a way of looking at the world logically. If there's a problem he can't solve, you know he's going to stay the night trying to figure it out, even if it takes meeting five new cats or learning a new skill.

Quick Learner
"And... OH OH THAT'S WHY"
Intellectually he makes it a point to learn new things, whether it be about other felines or new methods towards a familiar goal. This has given him a love of learning, and he can't help but follow that yearning. What else is he gonna do with his time? Reminisce?

Non-judgemental
"Intriguing!"
As much as he adores learning about new things, he remains humble and open to new opinions for the sake of discussing them. He is very open in nature and despite being a pacifist, he does not inherently hold other felines to that same standard. This is due to his reflection on his own past, aware how impulsive and needing for glory he had been. Everyone needs to take their own path and learn in their own ways, for him, it was losing the practical use of his hind leg, for others? Who's to say?

Fair
"It's not inherently about winning..."
This cat is anything but a cheat, and when approaching a fair game he makes a point to allow the other feline to their feet before making his next move. He doesn't like having the upper hand by playing dirty, and while he will lie to mask his own pains, he remains on a road of honesty and fairness when it comes down to interacting with other felines.

Patient
"..."
This cat can wait for ages in the quiet and in the roar of chaos if you give him something solid to wait on. It is harder to make him give up on something than it is to make him revoke his nurtured pacifism to be momentarily violent for the sake of a better future. Patience is a virtue, and he takes peace and hope out of his waiting.

Lover-boy
"You know how much I adore you, darling..."
This cat is genuinely loving and adoring, wanting to make any feline he encounters like they are at home and that they can trust him with their entirety. However this makes them the gentle and doting type, and while he can take a bit of tough love, he tends to be too gentle and fairly easy to take advantage of if you know him well enough.

Submissive
"I..."
With those he dearly values, his backbone becomes weak and he struggles to voice concerns much further than just saying them. He's quite easy to walk all over, however, you will be warned that this veteran will cry if you're too emotionally mean. He hates watching fights as much as he hates getting into them, so if he starts to tear up... well... wth dude.

Forgiving
"It's alright, truly."
He truly gives everything he has to the world before giving up on anything, and often times it takes seriously wounding him before he stops and pulls back. This leads to a lot of breaking his own heart, and while he will take it in stride, anybody close to him can't deny his tendency to keep fighting for something long gone...

Biography & Background Information

Born in Egypt, and for the beginning of Caesar's Civil War, the sole purpose for him was to fight alongside an assigned soldier on that warfront. His father was already one of those cats, and after two consecutive litters, he left for the warfront again, leaving Karim playing with his siblings until he was old enough to begin his own training. However, as he began to reach that age, one of his younger brothers hadn't been keeping up well. Raidon had been growing ill, and Karim was left to think fast.

The humans would give up on the young cub quickly, Karim knew how cutthroat training was supposed to be, there no room for weakness for Caesars sake, but this... this was his brother... and...

"Here, let me help you, we're in this together..." the slightly older Caracal rushed to aid his brother, before his real training would begin. He couldn't help himself, he couldn't just watch this cat falter, because he would bend hell to make sure they were in it together. There was no way Karim was going to leave him behind, especially after training.

"Yes but do we have to be so together?"

By the time they reached the warfront, Raidon had grown strong and grumpy amongst their gathered collective of warbuddies. They were always on the go at this time, and war and glory had quickly become the Caracals life, and he was ready to take on nearly any task. Selfless and determined, he gained several scars he wore like trophies with his own set of armor that was a symbol of all the places he'd been. He had met countless cats with his master, Lucius, who was on the older end, but well off nonetheless. Their bond was strong, but it wasn't long before things went south for the both of them.

They had to retreat several paces, and before Karim knew it his owner was being pulled off the battle field, but he figured he wasn't quite done. He still needed to be there for his brother, he was still fighting for his life. Not Raidon, Karim wasn't leaving him behind. He decided that a long time ago.

But they needed to run, and there was one singular tree that would save them from the dogs. Raidon was already a few paces ahead, bounding up the tree and turning to help him. Karim took the jump, but was confused by the sudden look of horror in his brothers blue eyes until he felt a ripping streak of pain in his hind leg, and his world shifted.

"NO!"

The golden Caracal couldn't tell where that last screech came from, but he did know that his armor suddenly felt like it was crushing him as he went down. It didn't take but a split second before things went black.

And just like that, it was over.

---

The injury shook Karim to his bones, rattled as he woke from his deep slumber to find his brother pressed into him. It couldn't have been that long, he had thought, until he realized how stiff his hind leg felt, and the horror set into his heart. No... no no... a jumpless Caracal, gods please no. But he knew, he knew that he wouldn't be able to walk right ever again. This was devastating to him, his whole protector worldview felt as though it was about to fall apart. But, Lucius was still there, petting him and deciding to retire back to Egypt with him, leaving Raidon still on active duty.

Raidon still visited, of course, but when Karim had recovered enough to get a job again, Lucius figured breeder would suit him best considering the reputation. Thus sending the Caracal on a bit of a whirlwind of siring litters, and Karim did his best to try and remember them all, but it was definitely these last two years was a journey in of itself. Lucius opened a humble shop to help felines heal from injuries, taking his time in retirement to learn what he could about feline medical care, and eventually would move to Massilia in hopes of more opportunity.

Family and Empire Relations
Relations
Parents: TBA
Siblings: Raidon (Male/Caracal/Alive) || Unspecified || Unspecified
Other kin: TBA
Descendants:

Mate: Chione (Female/Caracal/Unknown) circa 43 B.C. || Kricket Zephyreu-s (Female/BobcatCaracal/Unknown) circa 40-39 B.C.
Cubs: Amon-ra (Male/Caracal/Unknown) 5igment || Horus (Male/Caracal/Unknown) VertigoCrime || Jaiden JudaiDead (Male/Caracal/Unknown) || Agatha (Female/Caragay/City) ARTARISI || Kallum ScreamingYearly (CaracalBobcat/AFAB/City) || Kalliope Sparaze (CaracalBobcat/AFAB/City) || Kaye Nythero (CaracalBobcat/AMAB/City) || Kronis Zincwolf (CarcalBobcat/AMAB/City) || Kaiju kibafan1232 (CaracalBobcat/AMAB/City)

Open to rp!

---
Submissions/other:
None.

Required:
Monthly Assignments:
None.

WANTED STATUS

Empire Statistics
Empire Points: 393
Stealth: 7 4
Strength: 5 3
Stamina: 5 2
Speed: 6 3
Defense: 6 5
Intelligence: 5 7

Extra
- VertigoCrime originally designed this babe!!! I tweaked it very slightly
- Nythero did the beautiful headshot!!

- he's doing his best.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

bam bam shblam