Erik "Cath Fach" CarterAge:
Appears to be in his late twenties, early thirties.Gender:
Erik is recognizable for his long hair, which comes halfway down his shoulder blades, and which is a lovely shade of hazelnut with natural blond and coppery-red highlights in it; hair that shines with brilliant luster, hair that is soft and smooth, like silk. His face is mostly clean-shaven, though he has a fairly long mustache, which in keeping with his self appointed name of 'Little Cat' is often referred to as his whiskers. Like the hair on his head, his mustache is immaculate, and well cared for.
His eyes are a brilliant orange in color; probably some of those fancy "special effects" contact lenses that are making their way around the market these days, given his love of flair. They tend to roam about, slowly and steadily, absorbing everything in front of them, taking in all information, both readily available and obscured to the common eye.
He is somewhat short at only five and a half feet tall, and a bit on the thinner side of things; about a hundred and eighty pounds. But there's not a drop of fat on him, his body is all streamlined and smoothly athletic, as if he were a sculpture of clay, meant for an art museum, but was instead brought to life. Skills:
Fae Lore (Seems to know an awful lot about these fellows), Prestidigitation (A bit of minor magic), Cooking (Who doesn't love a cook!?)Personality:
Little Cat can be as capricious, playful, and mercurial as a kitten, so his name seems quite fitting. Like the Fae he spent years living with, he can be a bit difficult to understand at times, seeming to be set off by the slightest of slights, and moved to conquer mountains for even the smallest of favors; but it's all internally consistent, everything makes sense, especially to those who understand what he truly is. Cath Fach has many facets to his personality, and one could easily say that every person sees something different when interacting with him. Backstory:
Cath Fach is a bastard in the purest sense of the word. His mother was ostracized for having him out of wedlock; he had no father growing up; and he had few friends growing up, because of his odd personality. His childhood, needless to say, was one of suffering, and hardship, and which did little to break him of his oddities.
When he was older, a teenager, he decided to leave home in search of his father. He struck out into a world that was cold and uncaring, with no real clues, and only rarely had help along the way; and what help he did acquire, according to him, came with steep prices, strange deals, and stranger mannerisms. His associations with these "Fair Folk", as he learned to call them, bought him much knowledge, but, he always says, "at a price; everything has a price".
Eventually, he came upon the Black Swamp Tavern, and the ambiance of the environment appealed to him on a profound level. He's made it into his abode for the past two years, and while he does wander away from time to time, he always seems to find his way back; always with a new story to tell, or a new shiny bauble to show off. And--for a price--maybe he'll share a good story with a friendly traveler, or one of his shiny baubles.
For some reason, he has had numerous relationships with vampires. They seem to have an odd attraction to him, and more specifically his blood, which he proclaims is do to the fact that he actually has a good diet, which is a shocking
thing in this day and age of junk food and toxic additives. Character Ons:
Being tied up, vampires having their way with him, light sensation play (floggers, crops, etc)Character Offs:
Being drugged, watersports/scat, RACK play (hooks-in-flesh suspension, metal barbed whips, etc)
And with "Little Cat" getting approved, I am totally up for plotting with anyone and everyone.