Edit: And he has a tumblr now! Not that I'm sure, exactly, what he'll see fit to do with it, and I don't know what you'd be able to get out of him, anyway. [link]
((Warning: Really ugly tumblr page ahead. I'll need to fix up the layout.)) N a m e :
"Weasel" is all you need to know. One doesn't go throwing one's name around so casually in his line of work. A g e :
27 H i s t o r y :
"Once upon a time, there was a valiant knight, and he fell in love with the beautiful daughter of a local lord. Entranced with her shining hair and bright eyes, he vowed upon his honor that he would win her favor, and her heart. In secret, she returned his feelings, but she was unable to express her affection for fear of encouraging her mad father's wrath. P e r s o n a l i t y :
During a wildly popular tourney, the knight asked for a token from the lady to bring him luck, and with gentle discreteness, she offered him her handkerchief. When he went to tuck it into his armor, intent on keeping it for ever as a reminder of the lady he seemed doomed to never have, he found wrapped within a lock of her hair. The extra gift was the proof he needed from her that his love was not in vain, and with a boil in his blood, he defeated his opponent with ease.
That night, emboldened by her offering, he sneaked into her room. Terrified at first at the unexpected intruder, the lady soon fell into a swoon in his arms, and they shared a bed. Unbeknownst to the secret lovers, however, a maid had seen the knight enter, and she went immediately to her lord.
A shrewd but unstable ruler, given to occasional periods of unprovoked rage, the lady's father became incensed at the news. However, rather than storming into their room to kill the defiler in the very bed he slept in, he chose to wait. The next day, in the tourney's final round, the lord offered a great sum of gold to the knight's opponent to kill him when the time came. And so, during that joust, the smitten knight was gored through the neck, his lady forced to watch on in the crowd. It was ruled an unfortunate accident, but the lady suspected the truth.
Once the tourney was over, the lady was locked away in the tallest tower on the lord's property. Nine months of solitude took its toll on her body, and she lived long enough to give birth to the knight's son before passing away. Disgusted with the bastard child, the lord ordered that it be gotten rid of, and that he cared not a whit how it was done. The very same maid who'd reported the lovers to her lord, in a fit of repentance, took the child and left the lord's service, raising the poor babe in the slums of the city.
. . . Or was it a priestess, not a lady?
. . . A pirate instead of a knight?
You said you wanted my story, didn't you? Well, that's a story, and I told it to you. So. My story.
[/chuckles] What was it you expected me to give you, the truth?"
Irreverent, irresponsible, impudent, and sassy to a fault, Weasel likes to get in everyone's business, and he loves to be annoying about it. More likely to be hanging off of ledges or perched on the wrong end of a chair than to be sitting in any manner resembling normalcy, he's as quick on his feet as he is with a sarcastic word. Sometimes it seems like he's everywhere at once, but there's a reason that he's top notch at gathering information for his fellow thieves (even if that information is rarely given in any kind of straight or simple manner). His pokemon are the most important things to him, but for such a flighty-seeming man, that might not come across right away. P o k e m o n :
Meowth | Female | Naughty
- Pay Day
- Aerial Ace
- Night Slash
Weasel’s princess, she’s been with him since he was a child. She’s spoiled and curious and is quicker to hop out of the way of a fight than to jump into one, but she’ll pull her weight when she's really needed. She’s the real thief on the team, and she always seems to know just where the best vantage point in the room is. She absolutely loves shiny things.
Umbreon | Female | Calm
- Shadow Ball
- Faint Attack
- Dark Pulse
If Florin is the princess, then Samara is the Queen. Dignified and regal, she can shadow her way into any hidden corner you care to mention. She’s the infiltration that gets Florin to the mark, and the quick feet that keeps the guards on their toes. She’s been with Weasel almost as long as Florin has. Watch out – she might not look it, but she’s been known to play a joke or two (especially on humorless people, much to her Master’s delight).
Houndour | Male | Brave
- Iron Tail
- Fire Blast
He’s the powerhouse of the team, and also its newest member. He’s tough and disciplined almost to the point of militarism, but somehow he always finds himself tripping up around Florin. He’s less a thief and more the muscle that gets them all out of bad situations (as needed). Sometimes he has trouble getting used to his master and teammates’ more carefree airs.