<div class="floatleft">(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/46b470e4a2f1f47670c5d9673a049e05.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Astrid<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><br/><strong>Sexual orientation:</strong>Strait<br/><br/><strong>Skills:</strong>Expert swordsmanships, dagger use, decent marksmanship, exotic weapons use, excellent memory, stealth, pick pocketing,<br/><br/><strong>Flaws:</strong>Doesn't trust quickly, is emotionally shut off from others and find kindness to be in the same league as weakness something she had no use for.<br/><br/><strong>Quarks:</strong>never binds her hair and takes exceptional care of it. never seems to get drunk and never wears skirts or anything overly girly. never goes unarmed.<br/><br/><strong>Bio:</strong>Astrid's earliest memories are of the street kids. She had no idea who her parents are nor does she care. She grew up with a pack of street kids in the roughest part of london. She lived by stealing what she needed and learned to defend herself early. Her life while unsteady had a regularity to it that didn't change for years.<br/><br/>At 13 her body filled out and her unruly curls smoothed out her elfin features took on a more adult sharpness and in a year she took the transition from girl to woman. It wasn't a good thing. The boy who was the leader of her little band of street kids wanted her to sell herself to bring coin to their group. She refused, she'd sneered the girls who hadn't been skilled enough to steal or strong enough to hold on to their loot the thought of becoming one of them was so unpalatable she wouldn't even consider it.<br/><br/>It was the beginning of the end. The leader about a month later was drunk and found her in the dark and tried to rape her. She fought back and burying her dagger in his chest was washed in his life blood. She was deaf to the cried of the others around her who'd watched her struggle against his big stinking body in the dark but hadn't tried to stop it. She pulled her dagger from his body and grabbed her one bag of possessions and ran.<br/><br/>Leaving behind everything she'd ever known she drifted for a few weeks fear edging everything she did. She'd stumbled starving to the docks where a ship was readying to cast off. She never knew what drove her to do it but she snuck on the ship and her new life began.<br/><br/>It was luck that the captain didn't immediately cast her over board when he found her. Instead he showed her mercy and if she was willing to pay a punishment for stowing away she could join the crew. She eagerly accepted. For the next several years she flourished aboard the Sea Hawk.  She'd always had skills with her trusty dagger but she took to the Rapier as if she'd been born for it. She also learned to shoot though she didn't care for it as much and always felt as if she was cheating killing someone with a bullet instead of her beloved blade.<br/><br/>Life aboard the Sea Hawk wasn't always simple she was the only woman and a young beautiful one at that. They wanted her to dress as a pirate wench something she refused with venom. She wore pants like everyone else and dared any man to try to force his will on her. On such occasion where she took off a chunk of the mans ear discouraged anyone else from repeated such behavior.<br/><br/>She left the Sea Hawk at 21 when the captain was killed in a bloody sea battle and took to finding a new Ship to sail on.<br/><br/><em>Note:</em>The crew would know of her life on the Sea Hawk but anything before would be unknown.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Astrid is cold and aloof. She speaks only when she has something to say. She is keenly observant her silver blue eyes always watching everything around her, missing nothing. Her soft feminine, innocent looks lead many to think her soft and she exploits that fact because nothing could be further from the truth. She kills without mercy, there's no excitement, no rush for her in doing so but no fall out either, she's cold to the act.<br/><br/>She can't stand stupidity of any kind, wears a superiors smirk in most situations and when she does talk or is in a social mood, she tends to be sarcastic, teasing and arrogant.  She likes man are attracted to them but is as of yet a virgin though most would never guess it of her. It is a widely known fact she doesn't take kindly to man handling her in any regard. The only slip in her calm cold nature is the fiery response she emits when a man tries to push her past her limits. She reacts with anger and fear reliving her first sexual experience one more and is often violent. But in the same turn she uses her beauty as a tool often flirting and teasing if needed to get what she wants<br/><br/><strong>Ons:</strong>Yet to be discovered<br/><br/><strong>Offs:</strong>The norms, furries, scat, vore<br/><br/><strong>Equipment:</strong>Always carries her prized rapier (http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.ioffer.com/img/item/185/412/676/44-5-inches-musketeer-epee-rapier-sword-fencing-cdd45.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.ioffer.com/i/44-5-inches-musketeer-epee-rapier-sword-fencing-185412676&usg=__Lpl24vQlhH8CHXeHQ5Vwioamdqs=&h=500&w=500&sz=35&hl=en&start=115&sig2=QnkiPs-WdjAWuo3Z4f_VDg&zoom=1&tbnid=ELi0pgNLp0oBHM:&tbnh=155&tbnw=155&ei=bLfmTdozkva2A9a-wKQL&prev=/search%3Fq%3Drapier%2Bsword%26hl%3Den%26gbv%3D2%26biw%3D1024%26bih%3D661%26tbm%3Disch&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=758&vpy=236&dur=1651&hovh=225&hovw=225&tx=186&ty=158&page=8&ndsp=14&ved=1t:429,r:4,s:115&biw=1024&bih=661) on her hip, and a pistol on the other. A throwing knife in each boot, and a dagger strapped to her thigh.<br/>