CitiesOfTheSun/BurningWillow

Name: Burning Willow
Age: Unknown
Nature: Critic
Concept: Beautiful Martinet

Physical: Good - Burning Willow is quite good with a sword, if not the best, and can still keep up with the men she commands.

Social: Average - Burning Willow inspires fear, and commands respect with the best. She's not very social, other than that.

Mental: Average - Burning Willow has a keen eye and a sharp wit, though she doesn't go in for 'frivolous' knowledge.

"One. Two. Three. One. Two. Three. One. Two ... GET OFF YOUR FACE, YOU LAZY SONS OF WHORES! If you're not going to pay attention, somebody's gonna slide a sword between those floppy manbreasts of yours, and take your life. And if it's gotta be somebody, It's damn well gonna be me. Now get up and run around the encampment. TWICE!"

Appearance: Burning Willow is a beautiful woman. Even her detrators can agree on this. Hair the color of night, sparkling blue eyes, with a hint of silver. And flawless alabaster skin. Her voice is melodious and sounds like a songbird. When she's not yelling at someone. She's always clad in her red and black lamellar breastplate, with her trusty slashing sword at her side. The men and women of the unit have, at various times, all tried to get on the romantic side of the stern taskmistress, only to discover that, apparently, she doesn't have one. She lives for the band of mercenaries now, and while she is stern, all her actions are for the good of the unit's men and women, and the casualty rates have decreased considerably since she was promoted.