Shania Greywolf : The Wolf Within
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A closer look at the illusive hairless wolf.

In Game Statistics:
 
Name: Shania Greywolf
Age: Eternal... alright, more like 20 or 22. She's quite young for an elf.
Height: 4'11
Weight: 40 kg
 
Strength : 104 (n)
Agility: 102 (n)
Intelligence: 20 (n)
Constitution: 120 (n)
Dexterity: 20(n)
Wisdom: 21 (n)
Size: 58 (n)
Perception: 100 (n)
Charisma: 111 (n)
 
Hp: 953  (n)  SP: 138* (n) EP: 455 (n)
-- key : n = natural --
 
Primary Guild : Sentinel 20/20 
      Current Rank : Sergeant
      Property of Naga
Secondary Guild: Swashbuckler 0/14
Tertiary: n/a
 
Marital Status: Single
 
Slayers :
  Artwor -- Feared
  Artists -- Rumored.
 
Alignment: Ubbery Flappy by default (Angelical), but can be quite diabolical.
 
* Maximum SP at night.

In Character Information:
 
Description: Shania, like all elven-kind, is small, slender and donned with gift of agility. Unlike the rest of her race, she cares not what she looks like and her manners are shoddy at best. Shania is not afraid to tangle herself in a good brawl or two and she has been seen on many ocassion, drunk as a skunk, around the Golden Boar in (blame it on her Jomsviking best friend, Lokhi Stormsinger).
 
Tumbleweed is her nickname, and for a very good reason: the elf is constantly drifting to and fro, and that unkempt, stubborn head of hair is always at odd ends. Perhaps Shania simply has bad luck, never learned how to use a comb or purposely teases those raven locks so they puff up in all directions. It is most likely a strange mix of all three excuses, as even her daily wardrobe is known to rival Schrau's frompishness. The Sentinel issue uniform of green leather is always worn a size and a half too big so the shoulders hang a bit lower than they should and the edge of her coat almost reaches her ankles. The degree of untidyness is enough to fool the onlooker to believe that Shania is far younger than she really is; thus the general assumption is that Sergeant Greywolf is but in her early, pubecent years.... but don't tell anyone that's her plan of action!
 
Beneath uneven layers of ebony hue lay a pair of ice blue, bespeckled with gray and honey encircled in a ring of black. Thick, black lashes fringe those odd-coloured orbs as a perpetually cheesy grin caresses a pair of plump, rasberry colored lips as to tease a dimple upon her left cheek out of hiding. She is pale in complexion, almost alabaster in hue but blessed with a healthy, rose underglow crisp enough as to aide in that 'younger than I really am' illusion..
 
Despite the unusual disheveledness, hyper-active tendencies and odd upbringing for an elven maiden, Shani is an elf physically. She can be quite the stunning creature outside of battle (Sikkar bless the Sentinels)... if she only bothered to pick up a brush and proper fitting attire every once in a while.
 
There is an aura of mischief that the young girl radiates and those near her can always count on a good time.
 
Well... almost always.
 
Weapons: A pair of glammrings she fondly refers to as  'Cookied'oh' and 'Rockyroad'. The first weapon a gift from Loktai Greywolf (formerly Loktai The White) her ex husband.
 
Marital History: When it comes to her love life, Shania's romantic history is as bland as raw piece of stake lathered in salt waiting to be preserved. She's been in three relationships, engaged twice and married once (although that last engagement lasted a day before jumping to an altar). After her first engagement, the elven-wolf vowed to never marry but.. we all know how that turned out.
 
In August of 2005, Shania Greywolf met Loktai the White, and in pure sentie fashion flirtatious remarks flew across the room. A friendship was created and it wasn't too long after to see the couple attached to each othe's hips. It was a roller-coaster of a relationship and when the assasin dwarf got a tattoo of our beloved Edibre Erfie on his shoulder, more than a few eyebrows were raised.
 
Warnings fell upon deaf ears and at a spur-of-the-moment wedding, Assassin and Sentinel had tied the knot. Two weeks after their wedding, Shania woke up to find how true her friends had been, as instead of the seedy little dwarf, she found a talking tree at the foot of their bed.
 
Shania Greywolf had married a Reinctus Addictus.

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Picture Curtesy of : Riphath Blackear, aka Jackie Chen.
 
Favorites ...
 
Color: Blue, green and purple. Any color that reminds her of Wysoom's waters.
Food: Donuts! Preferably Jelly ones.
Book: The only book she ever 'read' was Ivstinu's book on Sikkar's Prayers.
Weapon: Sea Spear --- and the Glammring of course.
Item: sea stones.
Weather: Rain . (good thing, since its constantly raining in Wysoom)
number: 38
Person: Naga Isu, her former Master. A close second would be Lokhi Stormsinger, the local Jommie (and drunken fortune cookie).
Thing to do when bored: Shackle everyone in sight.
Sort of People: PIRATES... and baker gnomes.
Drink: Beer. Rum.
Flower: All of them.
Animal: Wolf.
Guild:  Sentinel
Party: No Sense -- often composed of Damia, Rynne and Shania, aka Naga's Army  (Lokhi often plays a part of this Party too!)
 
 
Dislikes ...
 
Food: Gruel
Weapon: Crossbow. ("There are never enough F!#@$ bolts when you need them!")
Animal: Ocotopus
Color: Yellow
Donuts:  N/A
Person:  ---------  -------

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