Species: Kitsune
Occupation: Mercenary
Age: 17?
Height: 6'
Weight: 120 lbs.
Hair color: Chestnut brown
Eye color: Blue
Personality weakness: Violent temper
Physical weakness: Lame left foot
Appearance: Tall and slender, Bela is orange-furred, with three tails, and chestnut brown hair that reaches far below her shoulders. She usually braids it or wraps it in cord. A thin scar, barely visible underneath her fur, runs from her left temple to her chin. She favors dark, rich colors, and heavy black cloaks. A tan belt always hangs across her hips, with an enormous hunting knife stuck in the back. Her only other weapon is an old longbow, made from ebony and horn, more than half as tall as herself; the arrow shafts are flighted with black and red feathers, and are made from dark mahogany wood.
Personality: It is not for nothing she earned the name "Frost": she's bitter, violent, and moody most of the time. She enjoys picking fights over nothing, and can easily get angry at the slightest misdemeanor. Bela harbors a deep hatred for Elves, and trusts them not at all. She's a mercenary by trade, and doesn't care if her employer is good or evil, as long as she gets regular wages.
She's also wily, and knows how to manipulate people, especially men, to do her will. Her various 'encounters' have left her with a reputation for being "fast" or "easy", though she merely strings men along until she tires of them.
History: Bela grew up in a town to the far south, the youngest in a family of seven. Her family was poor, and when she turned ten, her father kicked her out of the house, like the brothers and sisters before her. The rest of her childhood was spent roaming the country, earning money where she could, doing whatever odd jobs were available. While working as a serving girl in another village, she came across a Wood-Elf named Lethsuor, in the same predicament as she was. They became good friends, and, later, lovers. Bela was sure he was the man for her, until he broke her heart. Lethsuor abandoned her to become a pirate; he left early one morning for the docks, sailed away over the sea, and was never seen again. Since then, Bela has lost all faith in love, and despises Elves. She became a mercenary.
Bela Frost © by Zita
