Name: Kestrel Freebird, (everyone calls me kestie (except when I am in
trouble))
AGE: 37 (though most my friends swear I am 8)
Race: Probably Romulan/Human fusion though I was raised with Klingons and most
my friends say I am an Elf
Marital Status: Single, though I have many friends.
Description: 5'11" silver wildly curleyhair, brown laughing eyes, rather
pointed ears, and some vague odd klingon redundancies. Like I said fusion.
Muscular though carry some extra fat in the form of a lil pot belly. (Star Trek
the Reflective Game is a favoorite).
Pets : flying creatures are a favorite. A pair of kestrels, who cheer my day,
a Alaspan Flying snake, who loves to tease the kestrels. To my sadness most
flying things do not live long enough to be a constant frieind though I am
considering a perneese firedragon, I am not sure that my lifestyle as a
wanderer will be good for the thing without finding a pair.
Weapons: I wish I had a scanner and I would scan it to show you. Perhaps
someday soon I shall. I am very handy with a bow, and the bat'leth (sp)
though mine is somewhat unusal, and a 12 inch stilleto/dagger. Various knives
are always hidden about my body and I am never without one. My wits and
intellengence.
Disclaimer: I dinnnna do itttttt! and Its -NOT- broke I just tweaked it a
little.
