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For me literate means at least 300 words with almost perfect grammer (typos not included) There's no set word count though, so long as you can prove you're literate in any other way, word count isn't a huge part of it
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I will try to fix my form, but I am not a huge poster. I can hit 75-100 words most of the time. I have decent grammar though.
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What's the difference between the different families?
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You can't have everyone in the same family so I made more options. That's kinda it. More details to it are for the people who join fully Storm Runner said: What's the difference between the different families?
From now on, if you have a question please PM me like it says to do on the first page. I don't like having the forum be so messy
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Reserving an assassin for the Verna family Edited at March 27, 2024 04:11 PM by Astrolistic
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Reserved Astrolistic said: Reserving an assassin for the Verna family
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~𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕕 𝕝𝕪𝕟𝕩~ Name: Rosella Inez Riene ~The Pure Rose~ Nicknames: Rose (more to be added) Age: 22 (ish) Gender: Female Pronouns: she/her Sexuality*: Bisexual and polysexual Appearance: Rosella walks with the grace and beauty that becomes a lady of her family. She isn't very tall, standing at only 5'4, but her nimbleness and agility make up for this. She has warm, darker skin, the colour of burnt caramel or burnished bronze. She has few scars to show, though the few she does have, she prides herself over, considering them the marks of a warrior. Her body is slender and lithe, making it easier for her to slip through unnoticed, though she has been caught quite a few times, due to her risky actions. Although she complains deeply about her hair, she loves the dark, silky strands, the oil black waves usually pulled back into braids or elaborate up-dos, from braids to winding shapes, like stars in the night sky. She adores the sunlight, and seems to glow and bask in the bright beams, and takes great care to spend as much time as possible in the outdoors. The eyes are considered a window to the soul, and this is very true for Rosella. Her dark eyes, nearly black, are soulful and deep, offering the best chance at catching a glimpse of her feelings. Her face is oval shaped, and her eyes are the most prominent feature there, giving her an innocent, child-like appearance that she uses to her advantage. Her eyelashes are long and curved, and she has a tiny scar at the corner of her right eye, but it's barely noticeable unless one looks closely. Her hands are delicate and willowy, a lock-pickers hand, or those of an illusionist, and as a child, were constantly covered in ink and henna, and on her sixteenth birthday, she was granted permission to have flowers tattooed over her fingers and wrists, covering part of her forearms. During heists, she usually covers them with powder, not wanting anyone to have a way to recognize her. She often dresses in flowing clothes, during her time away from her duties, she can almost always be found in some nook of a library, dressed to the nines in her richly coloured swatches. For the most part, however, she wears more practical clothing, such as breeches, and hooded tunics, with many hidden pockets for knives, poisons, and whatever else she decides to bring along. She always has a tiny gold chain around her neck, for no particular reason other than the fact that she likes it. Personality: Rosella is mostly known for her reserved nature, although those she considers to be close to her will see her as quick to laugh, and a very cheerful soul. She is mentally strong, although she occasionally suffers from anxiety, especially before a task, and she also struggles with dyslexia, which is why she often takes herself away to quiet, dusty corners, and softly reads aloud to try to teach herself better. She goes for her own aspirations without hesitation, considering herself to be as important, or even more so, than the people surrounding her, even when the mission is not necessarily built around her. She is quiet, and tends to shy away from talking to strangers, unless they manage to put her at ease right away. She loves dancing, and old timey music, especially the songs that sound smoky and warm. She loves to share her opinions, especially on matters that aren't very important, and debating is one of her most honed skills. Unfortunately, she is quite keen on the sound of her own voice, and will talk constantly if she feels comfortable with someone. Rosella is very impish, and is always down for a prank or joke within her own family or friend group. The loyalty she has for her family is nearly frightening, willing to risk her all for the greater good. Known as the Lynx, she is very agile and graceful, and is known for being able to slip away undetected, and her spider-like movements make her an ideal choice for evening events. She is earnest and easy-going, appreciating the attention that is given to her. She is quite fond of black cats and crows, and considers animals to be equal to humans. In her eyes, any creatures are like siblings to her, and animal abuse is the worst thing she can think of. Her knives are also *very* important to her. She has three little knives that she keeps in her sleeves, and one in her bustier, and each has a name and a purpose. She is vaguely religious, but keeps her faith out of most aspects of her life, unless someone asks. A bit vain, Rosella does care greatly about her complexion, and tries to keep herself looking as beautiful as possible, prioritizing her beauty over many other things, which is clear in the way she does her makeup and dresses herself. However, she tries to dress for herself rather than someone else, but if someone catches her eye, she will try to find out as much about them to try to impress them. Backstory*: WIP T_T Likes: -Knives hehe- -chocolate- -reading- -history- -silks- -dancing (ballet)- -warm days- -sun- -gold- Dislikes: -the colour orange- -grapes- -coffee- -non-fiction books- -big dogs- -public affection- -writing- Theme Song or Quote*: “A girl doesn’t need anyone who doesn’t need her.” ~Marilyn Monroe ♡
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╔══ ♠ • ♠ • ♠ ══╗ • MORGAN • "Leave no trace, just a whisper of demise..." ╚══ ♠ • ♠ • ♠ ══╝ Name: Morgan Zara Family: Zara Family Gender: Female Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: Heterosexual Age: 24 Occupation: Assassin Alignment: Neutral Evil
"The night is my cloak, and death is my companion."
Physical Description:
Morgan Zara is a mesmerizing enigma, her physical presence a captivating blend of ethereal beauty and lethal prowess. Standing at an imposing 5'8", she possesses a lithe and sinuous frame that exudes an aura of both grace and danger. Her every movement is a study in controlled elegance, each step a silent declaration of her unyielding confidence.
Her features are sculpted with a delicate precision, each angle and contour a testament to her rare beauty. High cheekbones cast subtle shadows across her flawless complexion, lending an air of mystique to her visage. Morgan's skin, smooth and tanned, bears a soft yellow heat that seems to glow with an inner radiance, hinting at the depths of her enigmatic nature.
But it is her eyes that truly captivate those who dare to meet her gaze. Deep pools of cerulean blue, they shimmer with a hypnotic intensity that seems to pierce through the very fabric of reality. Framed by long, sweeping lashes that fan out like the wings of a celestial butterfly, her gaze holds an otherworldly allure that is impossible to resist. Within those azure depths lies a wellspring of secrets and desires, hidden behind a mask of inscrutable calm.
Morgan's dark brown hair cascades like a waterfall of silk down her back, its waves and curls imbued with a subtle vitality that dances beneath the light. Each strand seems to possess a life of its own, twisting and spiraling with a playful abandon that mirrors the untamed spirit of its owner. Occasionally, she adorns her locks with intricate braids and jeweled ornaments, adding a touch of regal elegance to her already captivating presence.
Clad in attire that befits her station, Morgan's wardrobe is a testament to her refined tastes and discerning eye for fashion. She favors garments of deepest ebony, their sleek lines and sumptuous fabrics accentuating her lithe figure with an understated elegance. From the soft caress of silk to the supple embrace of leather, each piece is carefully chosen for its ability to enhance her natural allure without compromising her freedom of movement. Accessories are sparse but purposeful, each chosen for its symbolic significance and personal resonance. A pendant of polished sapphire hangs from a delicate chain around her neck, its brilliant hues a reflection of the depths of her own inner turmoil. Silver rings adorn her slender fingers, each bearing a unique engraving or sigil that speaks to her mysterious origins.
In the crucible of combat, Morgan is a force to be reckoned with, her movements a symphony of lethal precision and deadly intent. She wields her weapons with a skill born of years of training and discipline, each strike delivered with the calculated ferocity of a predator on the hunt. Her adversaries would do well to heed the warning in her eyes, for beneath their beguiling gaze lies the heart of a true warrior, unyielding and unconquerable.
Personality:
Morgan Zara is a multifaceted enigma, her character a mesmerizing tapestry woven from threads of darkness and light. At her core resides an unyielding determination, a relentless drive forged in the crucible of adversity. She navigates the shadowy depths of the criminal underworld with the grace of a predator, her every action guided by a ruthless pragmatism and an unwavering sense of purpose. To Morgan, sentimentality is a luxury reserved for the weak, a frivolous indulgence that she can ill afford in her relentless pursuit of power and influence. Beneath her steely exterior lies a mind as sharp as the edge of her blade and a wit as quick as the flicker of a candle flame. Morgan is a master manipulator, adept at weaving intricate webs of deception to ensnare her unsuspecting prey. Her words are her most potent weapon, each syllable dripping with honeyed venom or whispered promises of doom, depending on her whims and objectives.
Confidence is Morgan's armor, a shield that deflects the doubts and insecurities that plague lesser beings. She moves through the world with the fluidity and grace of a seasoned athlete, her every step a testament to her athleticism and swiftness. Whether scaling the heights of towering buildings or traversing the labyrinthine alleys of the city, she navigates her surroundings with the ease of a predator on the hunt. There is an undeniable magnetism to Morgan's presence, an aura of authority that commands respect and instills fear in equal measure. She exudes an air of effortless elegance, her movements fluid and purposeful, each gesture imbued with a quiet confidence that speaks volumes of her inner strength.
Yet beneath her formidable exterior lies a vulnerability that few are privy to witness. Haunted by the ghosts of her past, Morgan guards her secrets fiercely, revealing them only to those she deems worthy of her trust. She is fiercely loyal to those who earn her allegiance, but quick to exact vengeance upon those who betray her.
Above all else, Morgan is a creature of ambition, her desires fueled by an insatiable hunger for power and control. She will stop at nothing to achieve her goals, bending the world to her will with the force of her indomitable spirit. To stand in her way is to invite destruction, for Morgan Zara is a force of nature, a tempest unleashed upon an unsuspecting world.
Morgan's motivations are twofold: power and freedom. She seeks to amass wealth and influence through her nefarious dealings, carving out a place for herself at the pinnacle of the criminal hierarchy. Yet beneath her lust for power lies a deeper yearning for freedom, a desire to break free from the chains of her past and forge her own destiny on her own terms.
Morgan trusts few and fears none. She maintains a small network of contacts within the criminal underworld, leveraging their resources and expertise to further her own ends. Yet she is equally adept at making enemies, leaving a trail of broken alliances and betrayed confidences in her wake. Rival assassins, vengeful crime lords, and relentless law enforcement agencies all vie for her demise, yet none have thus far succeeded in bringing her to justice. Despite her formidable array of talents and indomitable will, Morgan Zara is not without her vulnerabilities. One notable weakness lies in her emotional detachment, a facet of her personality honed through years of survival in the cutthroat world of assassination. While this detachment serves her well in her line of work, allowing her to execute her missions with ruthless efficiency, it also leaves her susceptible to feelings of isolation and alienation. The walls she has erected around her heart serve as both a shield and a prison, isolating her from genuine connections and human emotions that could provide solace in times of need. Another weakness that lurks beneath Morgan's seemingly impenetrable exterior is her propensity for overconfidence. Blessed with an abundance of natural talent and a sharp intellect, she often underestimates the capabilities of her adversaries, believing herself to be invincible in the face of danger. This arrogance can lead her to take unnecessary risks and overlook potential threats, leaving her vulnerable to unforeseen consequences. Despite her best efforts to remain vigilant, Morgan's overconfidence serves as a constant reminder of the fragility of her own mortality, a chink in her otherwise impenetrable armor that threatens to undermine her every move.
Amidst the shadows and chaos of her world, Morgan finds solace in the simple pleasures that bring a fleeting sense of normalcy to her tumultuous existence. She takes delight in the quiet moments of solitude, relishing the opportunity to escape the relentless cacophony of the city and lose herself in the beauty of the natural world. A lover of fine art and literature, she finds refuge in the pages of a well-worn book or the brushstrokes of a masterful painting, each stroke a testament to the enduring power of human creativity. Yet, there are also elements that she abhors. Morgan harbors a deep-seated disdain for betrayal and deceit, traits that she views as the antithesis of honor and integrity. She despises those who would manipulate and exploit others for their own gain, seeing them as nothing more than parasites feeding on the suffering of the innocent. And while she may revel in the thrill of the hunt and the rush of adrenaline that comes with each kill, she does not relish the taking of life for its own sake, recognizing the weight of each soul lost to her blade. Despite her formidable skills and unwavering dedication to her craft, Morgan remains haunted by the enigmatic circumstances surrounding her recruitment into the clandestine world of assassination. The details of her induction into the shadowy organization that molded her into the lethal operative she is today remain shrouded in mystery, obscured by layers of secrecy and deception. Though she excels in her role as an assassin, executing her missions with ruthless efficiency, Morgan cannot shake the lingering suspicion that secrets are being withheld from her, hidden in the shadows like phantoms waiting to be revealed. She finds herself plagued by questions without answers, tormented by the gnawing uncertainty of not knowing the truth of her own origins. Despite her best efforts to uncover the elusive truths that elude her grasp, the shadows continue to whisper their secrets, leaving Morgan to wonder if she will ever uncover the elusive truths that lie at the heart of her existence.
Special Skill:
In addition to her formidable physical and intellectual abilities, Morgan Zara possesses a rare and mysterious gift: the ability to read the emotions and thoughts of others. This magical skill, honed through years of introspection and meditation, allows her to perceive the hidden currents that flow beneath the surface of human consciousness. With a single glance, she can discern the hidden fears, desires, and intentions that lie buried within the hearts and minds of those around her. This uncanny insight grants her a profound understanding of human nature, enabling her to anticipate the actions of her adversaries with uncanny accuracy and to manipulate them to her advantage. Yet, this gift is also a burden, for the weight of others' emotions bears heavily upon her soul, leaving her vulnerable to the depths of despair and the heights of ecstasy alike.
"Swift as a serpent, silent as the grave." Her Personal Life Goals:
Accumulate Wealth and Power: Morgan's primary objective is to amass wealth and influence through her clandestine activities, solidifying her position as a force to be reckoned with in the criminal underworld. Uncover the Truth: Beneath the layers of deception lies a mystery that has long eluded Morgan: the truth of her own origins. She seeks answers to questions that have haunted her for years, driven by a relentless thirst for knowledge and understanding. She seeks to find her true self in amongst the constant unrelenting unknowns that rule her world. Attain Freedom: Ultimately, Morgan's ultimate.
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Enemy by Imagine Dragons of course
Edited at April 4, 2024 02:50 PM by Astrolistic
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Nickname: Rin Alias: Celine Role: Assassin Family: Vespera Gender: Female Pronouns: She/Her/Hers Sexuality: Heterosexual Appearance Katarina stands at an average height of 5’6. She has tawny beige skin with coral undertones complimented by a relatively refined hourglass figure with lightly muscled extremities. Enough to catch the eyes of any on-looker tastefully. Katarina carries herself with a rather elegant and regal air, however, while at work tends to have a more feline prowl. With a well rounded rump, wide set hips, along with a full bust, she leaves little to the imagination utilizing her genetically appealing assets to gain information. However, if worse comes to worst she will not hesitate to wield one of her favored daggers to gather what she needs. Her diamond shaped face has a soft but well defined jaw line that is complemented with a set of soft cheek bones. She has an unblemished face with incredibly soft skin along with a greek nose. Her lips are soft and supple with a minimally defined cupid's bow. Her large almond shaped eyes are a greyish-blue hue, giving the appearance of crashing oceanic waves, and are further accentuated by long luxurious obsidian lashes. Her onyx arched eyebrows give her a very innocent appearance, however when angled to the slightest degree, they tend to give her a more stern and serious expression. She has thin, straight, shoulder-blade length obsidian hair; that is layered in a way which is shorter in the front and gradually reaches its full length toward the back. Along her back she bears several deep jagged scars, which were a result of misbehavior and disobedience within her Guild. While an individual who enjoys showing skin her back is something she attempts to keep well hidden, however, if need be she will attempt to cover it up with cosmetics. Attire-wise Katarina is generally neutral, adorning just about anything required to fit the needs of any ball, masquerade, or casual event. She does have a tendency to dress more promiscuously, not afraid to show some cleavage or a fair amount of skin. Given her current position as a criminal prosecutor she adorns well-fitted suits of varying professional colors along with v-neck dress shirts and black heels. For more casual court cases she can be found wearing ultra-high waisted dress pants, with loose fitted dress tops, and flats. Her preferred attire for missions and tasks requiring a more stealthy approach generally fall upon a darker theme. She can typically be found wearing a skin tight thermal long sleeve top with pitch black leggings or an obsidian mock turtle neck long sleeved jumpsuit exposing her athletic legs to the elements. When wearing the latter she will compliment her attire with knee-high boots and mid-thigh stockings. On her left leg she can be found wearing a black leather leg strap holding two daggers on both inner and outer aspects of her thigh. A light-weight beskar breast plate, which only covers her breasts, and beskar forearm gauntlets that have the potential to fling throwing stars at any unsuspecting target. She tops off her outfit with a night black hooded cloak containing a deep crimson velvet inner lining and a golden dragon clasp. The cloak itself is about knee length and incredibly lightweight. Personality A snake waiting to strike its prey.~ Much of a vixen who utilizes her charm and beauty to gather what she needs and wants, she is a master at manipulation and has little need to hide it. While her innocent allure ensnares her victims into her sinister clutches she finds fulfillment in satisfying her proclaimed reputation. Not so much of the power hungry type but rather satisfied to be recognized for her ability to get the job done with little mess and attachment. Drunk on a life of wearing many masks one such mask that cannot be well hidden is her love of ballrooms and gala's. Excelling in feats requiring her to not only obtain information but perhaps serve as an executioner, she utilizes her love for dance to lure her prey close enough to fulfill her passion and complete her duty. Having both an insatiable taste for blood and lust she looms just close enough to steal a departing kiss from her victim before leaving them for dead. The truth will set you free, little one.~ Despite her bloodthirstiness Katarina is driven not only to earn her keep but simply desires to live a life of normalcy. She hopes to one day be able to simply live in the woods with an individual who is capable of satisfying her needs and make her content. Very few people within her inner circle are aware of this dream of hers, but it tends to become rather evident during lengthier assignments. Sometimes willingly extending such assignments just to get away from everything long enough to rebuild herself into the savage monster she was created to be. For the few that are close to her she has an undying and unwavering loyalty towards them, so much so she can become immensely possessive and overprotective of them. Given her line of work she attempts to keep those she cares for well hidden, as to prevent and shield them from being harmed or worse. Should this loyalty and trust be broken they are better off than dead to her. A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing As mentioned before Katarina is very adept in wearing a multitude of masks. Delving deep into the character she needs to be for an assignment she has a strong tendency to relinquish any and every single ounce of her own being to portray that of whatever role she must to complete a mission. While this generally works in her favor for missions, following their completion it can be taxing at times and often results in a period of confusion as to who she is and her own personal desires. Depending on how well she must hide her identity she ensures she never forgets who she truly is through an encrypted message written on Athena's inner collar. The Judge & Executioner While Katarina can generally be considered to be a yes woman and expected to do what she is ordered or asked to do, she is immensely calculating with regard to her approach. Gathering sufficient evidence for not only her clients but also for herself to determine whether or not a target is worthy of her cruelty. Should there not be enough evidence to warrant an execution she always manages to find a way to measure a targets character prior to slaughtering. Background Katarina was one of six children born into a poor household in the City of Anandale, better yet the slums. As the youngest of six she was relatively ignored and generally cared for by the eldest of her siblings. With her parents generally out working whatever jobs they could find Katarina learned the art of keeping to herself. As one of the more quiet children in the household she was reserved from a very young age, very rarely conversing or forming bonds with any of her older siblings, let alone with her birth parents. She'd merely utilize this skill to observe and listen to all sorts of information spewed from the mouths of the other Liesel children. One fateful evening, as her parents were truly strapped for money, they had decided to sell Katarina off to an Assassin's Keep that had reached out and extended monetary handouts to families willing to give their troubled children away. Not necessarily troubled, Katarina's parents saw nothing but the amount of profit they could gain by giving away a younger more malleable child in their household. Thus in the moonlight of a chilly winter night Katarina would be hauled off in a horse-drawn enclosed carriage to the Assassin's Keep. The size of a castle in the heart of the Anandale City, at the ripe age of six Katarina would spend the next several years mastering the art of bloodshed and death. The Keep had been home to an expansive number of girls all varying in age, some of the oldest somewhere in their late teens.The Keep itself was a massive manor hidden in plain sight as an all-girls orphanage. Still quiet and reserved, Katarina focused most of her energy on passing an extensive number of tests from physical to paper examinations on various subjects that were taught to the girls of the Guild. Her favorite subjects were that of crafting naturally derived poisons and toxins, learning the anatomy of the body, and where best to strike to exsanuinate any victim regardless of size. Excelling on paper examinations she had gone through the majority of her classes with flying colors. Her first assignment was given to her at the age of ten and it was to slaughter an entire family that had stolen from a wealthier family. The young assassin obliged and supplied the heads of each member along with personal valuables as a token of good fortune and was soon sought out for more assignments by many clients from then on. While remaining the most favored of the Guild it was only until she had hit her late teens did she begin to misbehave and stir up trouble for herself by demanding more money for her craft and work. Having declined an assignment, which was already her first mistake, and outrightly refusing to accept it in front of her superior, Santos Carlisle. Santos was not only all of the girls Superior but he also served as many of the girls father figure giving each of his many daughters individualized affection through various gifts; from expensive jewelry, new clothes, pets, to voicing how proud he was of each girl. She had firmly crossed a line of discipline that was never to be tested by any of the girls and was immediately apprehended, chained and thrown into solitary, which did not bother her until they began depriving her of meals and water. She had tolerated their maltreatment of one of their most elite and promised assassins, up until they had come to the conclusion to brutually whip her into submission. She had managed to black out following over twenty lashes and spent the next several months recovering in their infirmary. Everyday she had heard Santos verbalize a series of sincere apologies for his physical and psychological abuse that had never been previously dealt to a single girl under his protection. He had held her hand and wept at her bedside until she was able to open her cold grey-blue eyes. Following the duration of her recovery not only was she given a pay raise but she was also gifted with a black brindle Presa Canario puppy in which to train and join her on her missions. (clicky clicky) Into her early twenties she's continued to serve the Guild respectfully and has been sold time and time again from elite family to elite family fulfilling their requests. At this time she is on a longer term mission under the guise of an unknown client. Likes Daggers, knives, tactical scythes Close quarters combat Temperate climates Children and Pets Scaling Buildings Music and Dancing Botany Herbal Teas Dislikes Ranged combat Sweltering Heat Liars Traitors Arrogance Whips and Chains Special Skill Craving for Bloodlust Despite being forever bound to The Guild and sold off by her own kindred for money, Katarina has learned to embrace and develop a refined taste for bloodshed. Surely, there are very few moments during certain assignments where she questions a task, however, always manages to find something warranting and granting her permission to take a life, should it be required. Afilliations Athena Liesel You, my dear were a pain to train. However, gifted to me by none other than my superior Santos Carlisle you have served me very well. I hope to continue our endeavours to the end of our time here on this earth. Arcane Camora (Vespera) tbd Open Theme Song(s) Too Sweet - Hozier High - Stephen Sanchez Lose Control - Teddy Swims Edited at April 9, 2024 11:28 PM by Sanania
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Accepted ^^ The Tea Drinkers said: ~𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕕 𝕝𝕪𝕟𝕩~ Name: Rosella Inez Riene ~The Pure Rose~ Nicknames: Rose (more to be added) Age: 22 (ish) Gender: Female Pronouns: she/her Sexuality*: Bisexual and polysexual Appearance: Rosella walks with the grace and beauty that becomes a lady of her family. She isn't very tall, standing at only 5'4, but her nimbleness and agility make up for this. She has warm, darker skin, the colour of burnt caramel or burnished bronze. She has few scars to show, though the few she does have, she prides herself over, considering them the marks of a warrior. Her body is slender and lithe, making it easier for her to slip through unnoticed, though she has been caught quite a few times, due to her risky actions. Although she complains deeply about her hair, she loves the dark, silky strands, the oil black waves usually pulled back into braids or elaborate up-dos, from braids to winding shapes, like stars in the night sky. She adores the sunlight, and seems to glow and bask in the bright beams, and takes great care to spend as much time as possible in the outdoors. The eyes are considered a window to the soul, and this is very true for Rosella. Her dark eyes, nearly black, are soulful and deep, offering the best chance at catching a glimpse of her feelings. Her face is oval shaped, and her eyes are the most prominent feature there, giving her an innocent, child-like appearance that she uses to her advantage. Her eyelashes are long and curved, and she has a tiny scar at the corner of her right eye, but it's barely noticeable unless one looks closely. Her hands are delicate and willowy, a lock-pickers hand, or those of an illusionist, and as a child, were constantly covered in ink and henna, and on her sixteenth birthday, she was granted permission to have flowers tattooed over her fingers and wrists, covering part of her forearms. During heists, she usually covers them with powder, not wanting anyone to have a way to recognize her. She often dresses in flowing clothes, during her time away from her duties, she can almost always be found in some nook of a library, dressed to the nines in her richly coloured swatches. For the most part, however, she wears more practical clothing, such as breeches, and hooded tunics, with many hidden pockets for knives, poisons, and whatever else she decides to bring along. She always has a tiny gold chain around her neck, for no particular reason other than the fact that she likes it. Personality: Rosella is mostly known for her reserved nature, although those she considers to be close to her will see her as quick to laugh, and a very cheerful soul. She is mentally strong, although she occasionally suffers from anxiety, especially before a task, and she also struggles with dyslexia, which is why she often takes herself away to quiet, dusty corners, and softly reads aloud to try to teach herself better. She goes for her own aspirations without hesitation, considering herself to be as important, or even more so, than the people surrounding her, even when the mission is not necessarily built around her. She is quiet, and tends to shy away from talking to strangers, unless they manage to put her at ease right away. She loves dancing, and old timey music, especially the songs that sound smoky and warm. She loves to share her opinions, especially on matters that aren't very important, and debating is one of her most honed skills. Unfortunately, she is quite keen on the sound of her own voice, and will talk constantly if she feels comfortable with someone. Rosella is very impish, and is always down for a prank or joke within her own family or friend group. The loyalty she has for her family is nearly frightening, willing to risk her all for the greater good. Known as the Lynx, she is very agile and graceful, and is known for being able to slip away undetected, and her spider-like movements make her an ideal choice for evening events. She is earnest and easy-going, appreciating the attention that is given to her. She is quite fond of black cats and crows, and considers animals to be equal to humans. In her eyes, any creatures are like siblings to her, and animal abuse is the worst thing she can think of. Her knives are also *very* important to her. She has three little knives that she keeps in her sleeves, and one in her bustier, and each has a name and a purpose. She is vaguely religious, but keeps her faith out of most aspects of her life, unless someone asks. A bit vain, Rosella does care greatly about her complexion, and tries to keep herself looking as beautiful as possible, prioritizing her beauty over many other things, which is clear in the way she does her makeup and dresses herself. However, she tries to dress for herself rather than someone else, but if someone catches her eye, she will try to find out as much about them to try to impress them. Backstory*: WIP T_T Likes: -Knives hehe- -chocolate- -reading- -history- -silks- -dancing (ballet)- -warm days- -sun- -gold- Dislikes: -the colour orange- -grapes- -coffee- -non-fiction books- -big dogs- -public affection- -writing- Theme Song or Quote*: “A girl doesn’t need anyone who doesn’t need her.” ~Marilyn Monroe ♡
Accepted Sanania said: Role: Assassin Family: Vespera Gender: Female Pronouns: She/Her/Hers Sexuality: Heterosexual Appearance Katarina stands at an average height of 5’6. She has tawny beige skin with coral undertones complimented by a relatively refined hourglass figure with lightly muscled extremities. Enough to catch the eyes of any on-looker tastefully. Katarina carries herself with a rather elegant and regal air, however, while at work tends to have a more feline prowl. With a well rounded rump, wide set hips, along with a full bust, she leaves little to the imagination utilizing her genetically appealing assets to gain information. However, if worse comes to worst she will not hesitate to wield one of her favored daggers to gather what she needs. Her diamond shaped face has a soft but well defined jaw line that is complemented with soft cheek bones. She has an unblemished face with incredibly soft skin along with a greek nose. Her lips are soft and supple with a minimally defined cupid's bow. Her almond shaped eyes are a greyish blue hue, giving the appearance of crashing oceanic waves, and are further accentuated by long luxurious obsidian lashes. Her onyx arched eyebrows give her a very innocent appearance, however when angled to the slightest degree, they tend to give her a more stern and serious expression. She has thin, straight, shoulder-blade length obsidian hair; that is layered in a way which is shorter in the front and gradually reaches its full length toward the back. Attire-wise Katarina is generally neutral, adorning just about anything required to fit the needs of any ball, masquerade, or casual event. She does have a tendency to dress more promiscuously, not afraid to show some cleavage or a fair amount of skin. Her preferred attire for missions and tasks requiring a more stealthy approach generally fall upon a darker theme. She can typically be found wearing a skin tight thermal long sleeve top with pitch black leggings or an obsidian mock turtle neck long sleeved jumpsuit exposing her athletic legs to the elements. When wearing the latter she will compliment her attire with knee-high boots and mid-thigh stockings. On her left leg she can be found wearing a black leather leg strap holding two daggers on both inner and outer aspects of her thigh. A light-weight beskar breast plate, which only covers her breasts, and beskar forearm gauntlets that have the potential to fling throwing stars at any unsuspecting target. She tops off her outfit with a night black hooded cloak containing a deep crimson velvet inner lining and a golden dragon clasp that is about knee length and incredibly lightweight. Personality A snake waiting to strike its prey.~ Much of a vixen who utilizes her charm and beauty to gather what she needs and wants, she is a master at manipulation and has little need to hide it. While her innocent allure ensnares her victims into her sinister clutches she finds fulfillment in satisfying her proclaimed reputation. Not so much of the power hungry type but rather satisfied to be recognized for her ability to get the job done with little mess and attachment. Drunk on a life of wearing many masks one such mask that cannot be well hidden is her love of ballrooms and masquerades. Excelling in feats requiring her to not only obtain information but perhaps serve as an executioner, she utilizes her love for dance to lure her prey close enough to fulfill her passion and complete her duty. Having both an insatiable taste for blood and lust she looms just close enough to steal a departing kiss from her victim before leaving them for dead. The truth will set you free, little one.~ Despite her bloodthirstiness Katarina is driven not only to earn her keep but simply desires to live a life of normalcy. She hopes to one day be able to simply live in the woods with an individual who is capable of satisfying her needs and makes her content. Very few people within her inner circle are aware of this dream of hers, but it tends to become rather evident during lengthier assignments. Sometimes willingly extending such assignments just to get away from everything long enough to rebuild herself into the savage monster she was created to be. For the few that are close to her she has an undying and unwavering loyalty towards them, so much so she can become immensely possessive and overprotective of them. Given her line of work she attempts to keep those she cares for well hidden, as to prevent and shield them from being harmed or worse. Should this loyalty and trust be broken they are better off than off dead to her. Likes Daggers, knives, tactical scythes Close quarters combat Temperate climates Children and Pets Scaling Buildings Music and Dancing Dislikes Ranged combat Sweltering Heat Liars Traitors Arrogance Whips and Chains Special Skill Craving for Bloodlust Despite being forever bound to an ungrateful family and sold off by her own kindred for money Katarina has learned to embrace and develop a refined taste for bloodshed. Surely, there are very few moments during certain assignments where she questions a task, however, always manages to find some hidden secret warranting and almost granting her the right to take a life, should it be required. Theme Song(s) Sucker for Pain - Lil’ Wayne, Wiz Khalifa, Imagine Dragons, X Ambassadors, Logic, Ty Dolla $ign Staying Up - The Neighbourhood Prey - The Neighbourhood Float - The Neighbourhood W.D.Y.W.F.M - The Neighbourhood
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