BGL Yafeu

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Name: Yafeu (ya-feh-oh meaning Bold in Egyptian)

Gender: Male

Age: 3 years

Rank: Advisor

Breed: Egyptian Mau [[link]

Accessories: 4 Golden rings on his legs

Personality: He always has a bored expression and is snarky when disturbed. He has a certain hate for Concubines and will not speak, associate, or talk about them. He is only loyal to Sheta-Keded and would never dream of harming or disobeying him. Skilled in reading and writing he can analyze documents and laws swiftly and efficiently. Often wishes to be the Vizer.

Kin:
-Mother: (deceased)
-Father: (deceased)
-Siblings[2]: (unknown whereabouts)

Brief backstory: Born into peasants rank he was poor and nearly sold off to be a slave but was saved when he was accepted to be an in-training advisor. He believed that he was chosen because of his knowledge but didn't really, and still doesn't, know why he was picked. He worked long and hard to be an advisor and has excelled his own expectations and hoped that that impressed the Pharaoh, Asra. When he was made a full advisor he went straight to work on trying to befriend Asra but has not yet succeeded in that task. He still works hard to please Asra.
Other:
-He avoids the harem/Concubines

Money Count:
Gold: 75
Silver: 88
Copper: 99

Relationships:
Neutral
Friend
Close Friend
Crush
Love
Family
Hate
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Asra: "This Pharaoh is a great leader and will rule for many years to come. I only wish to help him."

Bast: "My fellow Advisor. I hope we can get along, even if I am younger than her."

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Role-play Example:
Yafeu padded thought the halls of the Palace and hissed in annoyance. 'Where is that paper? I really need to stop losin- misplacing things......' he thought bitterly before stopping stiffly. "Wait.....I already put that document away!" he said out loud in disbelief. He was silent for a bit before chuckling and making his way to the Palace doors and, shoving them open, stepped out into the busy Market Place. Closing the doors behind him he made his way through the busy place, weaving through the many cats and dipping his head to some cat in return to their "hellos" before trekking off and looking at the dancers and the booths of merchandise.