[b]Name:[/b] Aphrodite/Fay

[b]Age:[/b] 25

[b]Sex:[/b] Female

[b]Race:[/b] Human

[b]Class(lol):[/b] Prostitute Assassin 

[b]Bio:[/b] 
Aphrodite is obviously not her birth name, however throughout time it became a name more suited to her needs and profession. Orphaned at the young but ripe age of fourteen, Aphrodite learned the art of free running and thievery quickly, relying on both skills to steal food, clothing and money to survive. She'd climbed many windows, heard many secrets, and witnessed many vile deeds done by men of supposed nobility. 

It was one unfortunate night when Aphrodite was forced upon by her first "client" inside a deserted alley, a man with hairy arms and bad breath from whom she'd stolen a loaf of bread. When he was finished with her he told her she'd paid sufficiently for the stolen loaf. On a rage born of anguish and humiliation she'd jumped at him as he turned away and stabbed him in the neck with a broken stick. The rest was history, and selling herself was faster money than stealing spare change. Blessed or cursed with a youthful appearance, Aphrodite became quite popular, and was soon one of the richest business woman in town. Even then she could never forget that night when the baker's warm blood trickled down her fingers and forearm, that feeling of triumphant exultation as she became a Goddess of Death. 

Men have always needed pillow talk, and powerful men even more so. The idea jumped out at her as she listened to one client wishing death upon a business rival. On impulse she told him of an assassin she'd used in the past, and assured him that this assassin was good and efficient. His eyes had glinted with malice as he agreed to setting up the contract. Thus Fay was born, an identify for an identity, and she was the Goddess of Death once more, savouring each kill, and being paid for it. 

[b]Picture or description of character:[/b] 
Being malnourished her whole life Aphrodite never grew tall, stopping at a whopping 4'11" and weighing in at around 100 pounds on a good day. Despite her tiny stature she'd filled out her frame quite well on her later gained wealth. Her long, thick black hair reached the small of her back, her bright hazel eyes sharp and observant. She has a tiny button nose and a pair of plump cherry red lips, her rosy cheeks gave her a youthful and innocent glow. During the day she likes her silks and satin, her current favourite dress a long flowing gown of white silk with am empire waist line and a short train. As Fay she prefers form fitted black leather leggings and a black silk shirt, the silk more to help stop arrows than making a fashion statement.

Aphrodite was a quiet child, but the years spent on the street then in the beds of men had turned her into a charmer with a silver tongue. She could talk the dead back to life and make any man think that she was in love with him. On the surface she is a good citizen, paying her taxes and attending any and all city events, however all this money and power over men bores her, and she yearns for Fay's next contract, as it will inevitably come. She loves the killing, loves watching the life fade from the eyes of a living person as she or he desperately hung onto life. She is a true sociopath with a taste for blood.