QUICK STATS
Name
Morthil Tyrion
Age
He looks to be 38, but he's an elf.
Gender
Male
Species
Orange cat when shifted. Otherwise, elf.
height
6'0 in human form
Average cat size in shifter form
occupation
Spy and double agent for hire
Residence
Wherever he's paid to be
IN DEPTH STUFF
Physical description
Morthil is lean, tall, with slightly defined muscles that hint that he stays in shape, but he's not a bodybuilder.
In his human form, his skin is pale. He's got blonde, short hair, and slightly cat-esque brown eyes. He's got a defined jawline, and a seemingly perpetual smirk. When in cat form, his cat ears are noticeably larger than a normal cat's, but they still rather look like a cat's ears. A suspicious observer could probably tell something wasn't right, if they were suspicious enough.
When in cat form, his eyes are a stunning emerald green. When in human form, they're a chestnut brown. When he shifts, his eyes will stay whatever color they were, and slowly fade into the shifted color over a period of an hour. In cat form, he's a lithe, beautiful orange cat, with slightly defined, slightly darker orange stripes.
Personality
In human form, he's a quiet, almost shy man. Charming, but quiet. In cat form, his personality changes. He HATES kids in his cat form, but kids love him. He'll end up just sulking until the kids leave him alone. He's able to communicate with humans in his cat form.
Morthil is problematically talkative, which is a problem when he's trying to snoop around or spy. He's a snarky little b**tch. He's somehow managed to stay alive for this long.
History
Morthil's clan was very strict. Morthil was a rule breaker as a kid. One night he went too far with a prank, and the witch of the clan cursed him to be a shifter, but only be able to shift into a cat form. The thing is, Morthil HATES CATS. Until he was forced to have to shift into it to survive, as his clan kicked him out.
He's grown since then, and wishes to make amends with his clan. He's made the best of his situation though!
