Description

Name: Cassandra Lassion
Age: 24 years
Gender: Female
Species: Xylamar
Rank: Intelligence Specialist

All the females in Cassandra's race have very long hair, so long it is always worn up. She decides to wear her own in a rather difficult looking bun. Their hair isn't exactly one color, because it changes with their moods. Their skin is all different colors, usually depending on which family line you belong to. Her own skin is a light shade of purple with golden flecks that go down her arms and legs in swirls, looking quite like specially placed freckles. Their eye color also varies, and Cassandra has exquisite teal eyes that almost glow in the dark. Everybody in the race is very tall and thin, since all of them are very flexible. It helps them, because when attacked by anything they can run very fast and hide in very odd places. Cassandra's lips are a little bit lighter then the rest of her skin, and almost always have a ghost of a smile. Her ears are like those of a human, but a bit more pointed at the top. Because it is tradition on her planet, she only wears shirts that end at the top of her rib cage, and shorts. She just recently started wearing shoes, which are a worn pair of sneakers.

Personality

Cassandra tries to be nice to most people, but she still catches herself being rather sarcastic at times. She get's bored a little too easily, and when this happens she tends to tie knots in a piece of rope she has had for quite some time. She likes to be doing things at all times, and hates when there is some sort of battle and she isn't involved. She is a very smart person, and tends to get annoyed if she has to explain something to somebody 'less intelligent' than herself. She doesn't like to stay in one place for a while, and will be found pacing and mumbling things to herself when she has to plan something. She tends to joke around a lot when she is supposed to be more serious, but she doesn't listen to people long enough sometimes to figure that out. If somebody tells her what to do, but she has a better idea, she'll most likely use her own idea. Cassandra hates having to call Regina something other then her name, it makes herself belittled, so sometimes she simply calls her Regina anyway, no matter how many times she get's corrected.

Equipment

Cassandra isn't one to carry weapons, because it will get in the way of her flexibility, but still has a blade that she keeps strapped to the side of her foot. She keeps it there because it is then hidden by her shoe.

History

The Xylamar are a rather unknown species. This is because they move camp so fast, and can hide so well, that most never stumble upon them. That is also because they prefer not to fight others. But they still can. In the few times they get in wars, they use a simple strategy. Confuse the enemy. They've never lost a fight this way. And it's a good thing they haven't lost many lives during these battles, because they are a rather small species. They have many families, but they are all rather small. There is also the problem that the Xylamar don't live as long as many other races though. The oldest person has been recorded to be 1,000 years before they die.

But Cassandra didn't bother to think about that. She let herself pass through training as a child easily, always being the top of her groups. She even did so well she had time to study English, which only few Xylamar could speak. She also led on to be good at that, speaking it was a slight accent but none the less rather well. It was then she decided it was too boring to stay with the group, the lack of excitement dawning on her. She needed to do something that would leave her memorable for the future generations of her race. So, off she went to join Regina. No, Captain.

So begins...

Cassandra Lassion's Story

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