<div class="floatright"> (http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q15/doogieporker/Panthrix2.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><strong>Panthrix</strong></span></span><br/><strong>Age</strong>: 28<br/><strong>Race</strong>: Black Panther<br/><strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br/><strong>Height</strong>: 6’2”<br/><strong>Weight</strong>: 225 lbs.<br/><strong>Written Appearance</strong>: Panthrix is lithe, but with a body of lean muscle from years of battle.  His fur is as black as midnight, and his eyes are lavender, with black slits for pupils.  He has a long, curved scar that runs down the left side of his forehead, across his eye, and down his cheekbone.  Some say he is blind in that eye from the wound, but if it affects his prowess in battle or the hunt, it doesn’t show.  He normally wears light leather armor, with silver gauntlets at his forearms.  He also wears various rings and other adornments, from necklaces to earrings, which he changes regularly, though with no apparent reasoning.<br/><strong>Personality</strong>: Panthrix is equal parts witty and cunning.  He speaks with one who has complete confidence in his abilities, martial or otherwise, and the cockiness of a man who has survived some hard battles in his life.  He has a quick wit and a quicker sword arm, and he isn’t afraid to go where others fear to tread, whether it be dark caves or some forgotten tomb.<br/><strong>Likes</strong>: Females, exploring, wealth, strong drink<br/><strong>Dislikes</strong>: Do-gooders, those who interfere with his plans<br/><strong>Quirks/Flaws</strong>: Panthrix has an odd habit…when he defeats an enemy in combat, he has to take an item from his fallen foe.  It serves to explain the various bits of jewelry he wears, though there have been times when his foe hasn’t had any such adornments.  In those instances, his trophies have been more crude, such as an ear or finger.  Moreso, he cannot seem to rid himself of these items, and has various containers full of his grisly and not-so-grisly tokens.<br/><strong>Talents</strong>: Juggling, sleight of hand, acrobatics<br/><strong>Occupation</strong>: Mercenary<br/><div class="floatright"> (http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q15/doogieporker/Panthrix1.jpg)</div><strong>Background</strong>: Panthrix had a rough life from the start.  He never knew his father, and his mother died in childbirth.  He was raised on the streets of the city, and had to steal, fight, and, eventually, kill to survive.  There were times when he regretted doing what he had to do, and times when he didn’t, but these early years taught him how to survive.<br/>He joined the military when he was an adult, but after two years of troubled service, he quit.  A year later, he was making a profitable enterprise as a mercenary, working with various less-than-reputable mercenaries in order to complete the tasks set before him.  He gained a reputation as a cat that can get the job done, and has earned a good amount of coin for his services.  He is currently in service to King Leomedes.<br/><strong>Weapon(s)</strong>: Falchion, Barbed Whip<br/><strong>Special Ability</strong>: Quick-Climbing.  His natural agility and quick foot work make it easy for him to scale walls quick and nimbly.<br/><strong>Style</strong>: Panthrix relies more on agility in battle.  Quick foot-work combined with his natural ability of stealth allows him great advantage on the battlefield, in that he creates his own battlefields on which to fight.  Striking from the shadows, circling around behind an enemy, catching his foes unguarded are all effective and, in his mind, justified means of combat.  Panthrix is a survivor, and he’ll take any advantage, offered or not, that presents itself.<br/><br/>