#cambric threadmane

Combat

★★★★★★★★★☆ — strength

★★★★★★★★☆☆ — offense

★★★★★★★★☆☆ — defense

★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ — speed

★★★★★★★★☆☆ — durability

★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ — accuracy

★★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆ — agility

★★★★★★★★★☆ — stamina

★★★★★★★☆☆☆ — teamwork

★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — stealth

★★★★★★★★★★— close combat

★★★★★★★★☆☆ — bladed weapons (swords, daggers)

★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ — blunt weapons (clubs, staffs)

★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — ranged weapons (archery, guns)

★★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆ — superpowers/abilities (default state)

★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — traps/setups

★★★★★★★☆☆☆ — medic

Overview

Cambric is a natural born fighter. He’s got the pedigree of generations of devotees of An’she, the raw fighting instinct of his mother, and the sunwalker training of his mother. He’s built like a bulldozer, he’s resilient, and he’s got the instinct drilled into him.

Unfortunately, he’s also got the input of his father. Dude wants to be a tailor. That’s been his goal for life basically. He’s got a shop in Ratchet, Threadmane’s Of Ratchet™, so mission accomplished. He’s coming around to the idea that he needs to strike a balance though, and that’s walking both sides of the path, the creative and the combative.

Keeps one sane, keeps one tight, keeps one filled with An’she’s light.

Fighting Style

bold what applies.

commander / duelist / honorable / dishonorable / would have others do their fighting / stealthy / long-ranged / melee / technological / sorcery / superhuman abilities / has fought in an illegal tourney / a lover of fighting / a hater of fighting / cowardly / reckless / strategic / uses underhanded tricks / renowned for their skill / trained / untrained / keeps skills secret / won a battle / lost a battle / ruthless / merciful

Traits

╳ flaws

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny

controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | liar

impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry

greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive

spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky

♔ strengths

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave

patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky

intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous

merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming

cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | loyal

Tagged by: @magistrixvoidchaser​

“Zibeline be reasonable! Where will you even go?”

She doesn't listen. She's stifled here with him long enough. She just keeps putting things into her pack.

“Zibeline I think i'm entitled to at least that much, I am your husband after all!. Batiste puts his hand on her shoulder to get her attention, and the agitated woman turns to face him, pushing him back against the wall.

“Husband?! You've been no kind of husband to me! I'd have loved a husband for all these years, but instead I had you!”

He's hurt by her words. They burn his ears as she goes back to packing. He doesn't know what to say, so he stands there watching her.

“i'm sorry I haven't been a good husband. I tried and you're right, it hasn't exactly worked. I still love you though.”

“Don't you dare!” she spits back at him without even slowing to turn. “What we are? This isn't a marriage. This is at best a friendship with one too few beds.”

She wants to tell him she needs some support. To say she wakes up in the middle of the night hearing centaur hooves. To say she needs some actual physical affection from someone who's attracted to her. She doesn't.

“I’m leaving. I might be back in a few months.  Don't bother looking for me.”

“What do I tell our son?”

“Tell Cambric… if he asks, tell him I’m on a walkabout to clear my head.”

She isn’t sure where she’s going to wind up. She just knows she needs to put the ground underneath her feet and find something that needs protecting. Mulgore is as safe as can be, and she’s felt idle far too long.

Its Cambric!  Done for vaishino

I don’t know why I made him so mad.  Cambric is the least mad ever.

from Imala to Cambric since they’re the only ones who have any kind of actual connection, lol

hahaha

Imala rolled her shoulders.  The muscles in her neck were tight and aching from the exertion of battle.  It was something not even her healing prowess could fix, much to her dismay.  A hot bath and ample rest were the only things that could help in this case.

“I’m getting too old for this,” she grumbled.  It was an exaggeration, of course; tauren of at her age were considered to be in their prime.  She wasn’t that old – sometimes she just felt like it.  One too many wars could certainly do that.

Cambric sat silently for several moments before collapsing under the weight of not offering to do something to help his friend.  “Do you… well… I mean…”

She looked over at him as she rubbed at the junction between her neck and right shoulder.  “Use your words, Threadmane.”

“…I could give you a massage?”