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Panther - the mercenary
alignment: neutral (depends where the money lies)

Physical Description

The Panther
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Real Name Calisha
Species werepanther
Sex Female
Age: Uncertain: werefolk age more slowly than normal humans
Height 5'6"
Weight Calisha
Hair Long, dark brown, usually in loose ringlets
Eyes: Deep green , slightly feline
Scars and handicaps
various battle scars but nothing major
Emotional: Loss of family in earlier life. Tends to shove the emotional strain of her life deep down and ignores it - which probably isn't too healthy.
Sort of Home Lived in: Poor home. Became orphaned.
Background / dates / events in life

Panther's parents were simple, uncomplicated folk who toiled daily on their tiny farm in order to gain an honest living. As a child, Calisha used to love to visit the nearby wealthy city of Ishtir where she would wander the brightly-coloured market places, whose exotic goods she had no money to buy, and watch in awe as rich merchants and nobles passed through on the main trading route through the Jerassy Desert (since the route through the Evermoors no longer existed) in order to reach the Deep South. But over time she began to see the injustice that existed here...her family worked all the hours of the day and had nothing, yet these people did nothing but possessed wealth beyond her imagining.

She began to steal and pickpocket from the rich folk (without her parents knowing), seeing no harm in doing so to help her family. As her skills grew she started to learn how to fight from observing slave fights and the city's famous Fighting Pits.

The taxes set by the baron who owned her parents' land were raised one day and, to help them pay, Calisha 'upgraded' from pickpocket to robber, preying upon the unwary and those weaker than her. This change in behaviour, occurring as she reached adolescence was also due to the impending advent of her lycanthropic side and the rise of her predatory feline instincts.

That summer a terrible drought struck, and even with her thieving (of which her parents were still unaware) Calisha's family could not keep up with the taxes and so lost their land. Now homeless both parents succumbed to a plague which struck in the autumn, leaving Calisha alone in the world.

It was soon after this that Calisha first transformed into a huge panther as her were-panther side, present ever since birth, finally showed itself.

Hate-filled at the injustice of her parents' death as the baron who ruled the land just got richer and did not care, Calisha used her skills and new-found abilities to wreak her revenge, killing the baron. Stealing what wealth she could, including two jewelled knives, she left Ishtir and headed north towards the Lesser Wilds where she could hide from the bounty hunters sent after her.

Unfortunately the baron had powerful acquaintances, including links with the nefarious Hssaar snake-people of the Jerassy Desert whom he informed of precious cargos that might be passing through their lands so that they could rob them and give him a cut of the spoils. The jewelled knives had been a on loan to him from the hssaar High Priestess, Nresha. They were actually sacred sacrificial knives with special magical properties and Nresha wanted them back, sending some of her bounty hunters after the thief.

Unaware of this Calisha, now calling herself 'Panther' as she was wanted for murder (and it was generally easier to stay in hiding if you changed your name!) had teamed up with a small group of mercenaries. Fast, agile, lethal, ruthless and having the extra advantage of being able to transform into a six hundred-pound panther in a fight if she needed to, she easily earned her keep on the team, despite being a woman. Then she met two other mercenary lycanthropes, a were bear called Ursu and fellow were-panther Rhaka. Ursu was huge, powerful, not incredibly intelligent, but she took a shine to him as he proved to be a great friend. Rhaka was very much like herself and she liked that in him. Breaking off from her original team, she formed a new group with her two new companions.

Their friendship was strengthened when Nresha's hunters caught up with them. Panther, Ursu and Rhaka defeated them by working together to outsmart and overpower the Temple Guard hssaar. Nresha was not willing to admit defeat, though, and now - more than just wanting her knives returned - she wants Calisha and anyone she has ever had contact with dead.

Over time, as well as increasing greatly in skill, Panther's little group increased in number as they recruited several more lycanthropes along the way. They earned their livings by hiring their expert services to whosoever could afford their prices (and being shape-shifters they had more to offer than most mercs, so they could charge pretty much whatever they wished). Then an unusual lycanthrope calling himself 'Shade' joined them.

He was not like anyone Calisha had met before. As a child she had mainly mixed with street urchins in the city and hard but honest rural people around her parent's farm. After that it was other mercenaries who were mostly brash and self-involved.

He later revealed his name to actually be F'lair Hartland. Unlike almost any other mercenary Panther had met F'lair was quiet, not self-involved and did not revel in his shape-changing abilities or use the talent excessively when fighting. In fact, she would almost go as far to say that he was a nice person! The better she got to know him, the more she liked him until they finally became more than just friends. Panther had never truly known what love was before, but she now learned that it was something precious and, sadly, ever fleeting.

Rhaka had always had feelings for Panther, but now Shade had come along and the were-panther was jealous. Very jealous indeed. Whenever they were on a job he would give F'lair the most dangerous part to play, or the hardest work to do since Rhaka was second in command to Panther. Shade knew what he was up to and the two hated each other's guts. Eventually the rivalry came to a disastrous head when they had a fight, F'lair nearly killing Rhaka as his dangerous wolf nature got the better of him.

Although Panther loved the werewolf, her greatest fault was that she was governed by her head, and as such money always came top of her priorities. Her team provided her with this as being a mercenary was her livelihood. She knew that if Shade stayed then it would damage their capacity to work together, perhaps his presence would even split the group up. So she saw no choice but to tell him he had to leave, even though it broke her heart to do so.

Her wound, greater than any physical one she could sustain, stayed with her a long time and, although it never healed completely, she managed to banish her feelings for Shade to a place deep inside where she hoped they would never surface from. Over time she grew close to Rhaka and the two have been together ever since, although he is a lot harsher, more pushy and more brash in his character than Shade ever was. But what she has now is not love - what happened with Shade taught her that, as a mercenary, there was no place for that in her life - lust, perhaps, but not love for such emotions between team-mates could only lead to more trouble.

Since them the team has grown in size from just six members. Werefolk are a rare breed and so, to swell their numbers, they also have several degarii (cat-people) with them now. As always, they continue to sell their services and travel extensively across Caevalonia upon whichever missions they are sent on (or, at least, the ones Panther chooses for them to accept!).

Place of Origin: near Ishtir on the northern border of the Jerassy Desert.
Astrological Sign: -
Parents Simple farmers
Siblings none
Offspring (names and ages) none
Previous occupation(s)? n/a
Current occupation Leader of mercenary team.
Psychological Profile / Other Info
Ambitions To get all she can from life and to look after her team.
Fantasies/Daydreams Doesn't talk about them.
Favourite Colour green
Deity not overly religious. Sometimes prays Marjuna the feline goddess and to Pokeva for luck.

In a male-dominated profession, Panther has had to develop a hard, ruthless character and strong sense of resolve to ensure that she is feared and respected and always gets her say. The only chances she will take are calculated ones ... going out on a wild limb is, in her opinion, a sure-fire way to get yourself killed, and she *never* breaks a contract once money has changed hands.

But somewhere far behind this brazen exterior is the little Calisha who had to grow up so fast, still in wonder at the world with a sense of adventure repressed by the pressures of her existence, who still wants love - even though her common sense and logic tell her no. It was this side of Panther that F'lair had somehow reached, and since then she has tried her best to pretend that these yearnings do not exist.

Fighting Skills

Panther is an expert in unarmed and armed hand-to-hand combat. Usually she fights with her knives, but any bladed weapon is at home in her hands.

As a werepanther she can transform fully into a black panther at will. Unlike for lycanthropes, her transformations are not influenced by the phases of the moon. Also, like others of her kind, she has longevitiy (extended lifespan).Even in human form she enjoys feline benefits of night vision, acute earing and sense of smell along with quick reflexes and great agility.

Is Afraid of Nothing much
Sees self as a fighter
Is seen as Strong, desireable. A little scary.
Best Character Traits Looks out for her own. Is a very competent leader
Current Issues?
: She is Shade's ex. She still likes him but turfed him out for the good of her mercenary team. She doesn't realise Rhaka knows this and utterly hates Shade for it. Since she still holds a bit of a torch for her exlover, on the occassions on which their paths cross (since they both spend a lot of time in Southrot this sometimes gets unavoidable), sparks tend to fly especially when Soul is around. She's come to blows with Blackjack as well. However, they're not actually enemies - they just don't get on.