Ku-ot
Name: Ku-ot.
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown.
Race: Human
Appearance: Looks 23, he has a clean shaven face that's pale. He looks as if you could break him with one hand but his muscles are always taut and are as strong as Bronzewood (This wood is very difficult to work with, but it can be used by experts to create weapons as strong as metal, but as light as wood.) His pale body is a network of scars. Nobody has seen his face due to the hood he constantly wears along with his dark blue cloak. He has black hair and brown eyes underneath though. He's just about 6 foot and weighs about 11 stone.
Background: Forgotten by his real family in one of the major cities when he was still in short-pants he became a street urchin for three years. Begging for food and scraps and if he were lucky some coin. He made enemies during his stay in the city, another group of street urchins that he stole from when he was younger that gave him a some new scars, some of his first. He made some friends too, a doctor of sorts that worked out of an abandoned building and gave aid to the urchins in need. Through his time he developed a keen sense of others while he was here, able to move through a crowd as if he was just smoke, able to sense when there were people tailing him and of course he became very adept at pickpocketing, lockpicking and climbing. Climbing was key to his survival as he used the buildings to escape from guards and other urchins alike, he made the rooftops his kingdom, what he didn't know was that he was merely a peasant to the real Kings of the Roofs. Eventually when he was moving along the rooftops he saw something, now this is to be noted that he was in the more wealthy district of the city, where crime was at a minimum and nobody died from the more common deaths in the poorer district, aka, knife in the gut, knife in the eye, knife in the back, tripping off a roof, etc. He came here as the risk might have been great but the rewards were always greater. It was a little past ten and there were a crowed milling through the city, illuminated by torchlight. He was looking for a mark, an easy target, to plunder when he saw him, another figure on the roof opposite, when did he get there? and how did I not notice? ran through his mind. His first instinct was to run as had been drilled into him from the past few years, but this time was different, the person was different, he wasn't one of the urchin boys he knew that but who was he. An adult in dark clothing on a rooftop in the rich district, what's he up to? As this thought passed through his brain the figure leaped from his perch and landed on a gentlemen and then took off like a rocket down the allies and disappeared. It took a moment for him to notice the red stain forming around the nape of the gentleman's neck. That's when the screaming began, and that's when he ran. When he reach his little hideaway, a place where three roofs cam together giving great cover from the weather, he was confronted by the same figure from before. "You're faster then I thought." These were the first few words that Angellio spoke to me, they weren't the last. Over the coming years he was trained into The Guild and he saw the real Kings of the Roofs, assassins. He became a full member, under Angellio's patronage (The assassins guild is highly known and unknown for it's respectable and excellent training and hierarchy, some say that The Guild had a better social, economic and educationary system then most countries), faster then anyone else in The Guild ever had, besides The King that is. So he lived his live thieving and killing, that is until that day, now everything has changed, The guild was torn apart and scattered to the four winds, the King went missing, some say that he died on that day others refused to believe that. Seeing his second, and more caring, family be obliterated he swore to rebuild The Guild to it's former glory and find the King.
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HP: 15/15
MP: 10/10
Condition: Excellent
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Strength (0/10): 5
Constitution (0/10): 5
Agility (0/10): 5
Intelligence (0/10): 5
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Equipment: Rusty Knife (1-2 Physical Damage), Rusty Knife (1-2 Physical Damage), Dark Blue Cloak, Simple Clothes, Simple Pants, Simple Boots
Inventory: Medicine
Your name is Ku-ot, an assassin under what can only be known as the Assassin's Guild. Or what's left of it, at least. You still remember that fateful day when the sky fell and the monsters wreaked havoc in the city. Even after having stained your hands with so much blood, all of that was nothing compared to the sight you saw that day. In the midst of the confusion, the Guild had fallen apart.
Many tried to flee from the rooftops thinking that they were safe from the monsters down below, but they were all snatched up from the sky by winged beasts. Nobody in the Guild was prepared for something like this to happen. Five years later, you find yourself in the city of Rantohl. The city is well-secured with its tall walls and guards patrolling. But of course, old instincts die hard and you've just stolen some medicine for an injured companion back at your little hideout. Sure, you could work for it, but what kind of assassin would you be otherwise?
You are currently walking through the crowded streets in an attempt to lose the guards. What do you do?
Ardonaue Bahcee
Name: Ardonaue Bahcee
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Race: Human
Appearance: Brown-ish and short hair, short, thin, not muscular one bit, light blue eye
Background: Before the day the sky fell, he lives happily as a normal kid. During the sky fell, he got separated from his family. Sheltering for years, he fought in the current present because he doesn't know what to do. He fights by picking off enemies from long range.
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HP: 15/15
MP: 10/10
Condition: Excellent
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Strength (0/10): 5
Constitution (0/10): 5
Agility (0/10): 5
Intelligence (0/10): 5
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Equipment: Bent Bow (1-3 Ranged Damage), Dagger (2-3 Physical Damage), Simple Shirt, Simple Pants, Simple Boots
Inventory: Waterskin (3.0L/3.0L)
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Allies
Lucius: 25/25HP, 10/10MP, Excellent
Equipment: Rusty Broadsword (Two-Handed, 2-6 Physical Damage), Leather Breastplate (3 Defense)
You pick up the dagger while saying, "I'll take this. It'll probably help me most in the long run."
"Good choice. A dagger's gonna help if you get into a melee fight, but don't worry about that since I'll be attracting all the attention for you."
You go outside and ask Lucius, "Are we all set?"
"Well, I'm as ready as you are. If you're ready, we'll start walking through the north path like the captain told us to."
What now?
Think i might had ninja'd you while reading that wall of text...
Well it is quite a big wall of text. o.o
