Keshayla Sigyn West

~Basics~

Name: Keshayla Sigyn West
Alias: "Shades of Gray", "Kesha" or "Key"
Age: 24 Years
Race: Pure blood Lycan
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Hunter Green
Hair Color/Style: Shoulder length auburn hair that is slightly curly, often worn back to keep from her face.
Height: 5'7
Weight: 135 lbs
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Occupation: Mercenary. Doyen to the "Manor", and "Ameera" to all Lycans
Siblings: Older brother Brian. Deceased.
Geneology: Loki and Sigyn-> The parents of Keshayla's father, Nari.
Loki and the Jötunn Angrboða-> The parents of Keshayla's uncle, (Nari's half brother) Fenrir.

Distinguished Characteristics~

Dress: Casual. Keshayla isn't the sort who wakes up hours ealier than needed just to do her hair and throw on a designer outfit. She dresses for comfort, usually consisting of jeans and some t-shirt that she snatched from the dresser. While she's working, however, she's a skilled "False Facer", able to dress and act a variety of parts and roles needed to get the job done.
Mannerisms: Keshayla has a wicked sense of humor. Sometimes its easy to make her laugh, sometimes it isn't. She's always armed with quip remarks in her never ending arsonel, willing to dish back and recieve insults in good humor. She's feisty and free spirited, open minded, and with a testy temper that blows to hell when the stress is to high, or if she's far from her comfort zone. She's not afraid to react to violence or to fight dirty, making sure that she wins.
Habits (Good/Bad): She's an adrenaline junky, and often places herself in bodily harm so that others who couldn't handle it, didn't have to. Has an encredibly high endurance to pain.
Greatest Flaw: Her almost kamakazi approach to things when down to the wire.
Best Quality: She's the best friend to have, and gladly protects those she's close to.
Hobbies: Singing, though it's nothing she advertises.
Favorite Saying/Personal Quote: It's impossible to pick just one... let it be known she has an arsonel of quip remarks that often make sailor's blush and sinners cross themselves.
Special Tallent/Skills: She's a pure blooded Lycan, a direct desendant of Loki and Fenrir, making her ability to shift not depend on the phase of the moon. She's faster than a human, stronger, with a high endurance and stamina that makes people wonder if she's taking anything to enhance her performances. Fighting for her is fluid and graceful, she moves like a dancer and listens to intuition, rather than rules from an unwritten book. She's fluent in seven languages, including English, Arabic, Spanish, Greek, Russian, Chinese and German, with an understanding for French, but a strong distaste for the language and it's people due to some long weeks in the country that she doesn't like to talk about. As sassy and bubbly as she can be, there's a hard intelegence behind the green eyes that speaks of a woman who was forced to grow up faster than she lets on.

Intellectual/Mental/Personality Attributes~

Worst Fear: Flying, failure, and being turned into a science experiment.
Greatest Joy: Sparring with her partner Kivan, Adrenaline rushes, getting out of sticky situations by the skin of her teeth. Laughing
Motivation: Finding a cure for the other Lycans that suffer from dilluted bloodlines.
Belief in a higher power?: Yes, it's in her blood.

Violence~

Fighting Style: Resourcful brawler. Keshayla isn't afraid to fight dirty, or to use and manipulate her surroundings to keep the advantage.
Weapon of choice: Stelletoes, strapped at her wrist. She prefers to use her hands and keep her fights in CQ, but when a gun is needed, as some things require more power, she settled with a Sig Sauer P226.
Special abilities: Shifting at will. Heightened senses, speed, strength and stamina. (Even without shifting forms.) When around other Lycan's she's able to influence their wills with her own, calming blood thirsty hybrids back into their human form, though this isn't easy and is often taxing. Some say she's gifted with an off sense of Luck, and a devious grandfather who occationally likes to pop in and make a joke out of things.
Weakness: Silver. While the touch alone won't kill her, the longer it stays in contact to the skin, the more sever it'll be. Over time it eats the skin, down through muscle and bone, and wounds created by the metal can't heal unless 'cleaned'. Meaning that the wound is cut free with iron, so that the body can mend itself again. Extreame Cold. A Lycan's body temperature burns hotter than a humans, (about 104.7 degrees), extream cold causes the body to shut down and slow, making healing more difficult, as well as simple functions first in the joints, and then with everything else. Electricity. While it doesn't kill, it has a reaction similar to the extream cold. The muscles bunch, knotting together and cause cramps to make moving nearly impossible for a time.
Greatest Advantage: She's more dangerous when backed into a corner and deperate; Keshayla isn't afraid to get hurt, or to fight dirty to take others down, even if that means she'll follow. She has a strange knack of luck that she's learned not to question, and resources through her guild that warrents many friends; and many enemies.
Partner(s): Kivan Szordrin Valin, Drow, Doyen to the Manor, and her best friend, who is often mistaken for as her lover.