[b]Name:[/b] Kisyra of Bulgar
[b]Title:[/b] Kisyra shies away from nicknames and titles, preferring to be known as she is. Still, some of the people who have seen her in action (or survived her) call her 'The Justicar'
[b]Age:[/b] 23
[b]Class:[/b] Lord (Lyn)
[b]Sexuality: [/b]Bisexual
[b]Home:[/b] Bulgar, Sacae

Equipment: Iron Sword, Vulnerary
Economy: 500 Gold

Personality: Kisyra is a cynical woman beyond her years. Bulgar has no leader, and it shows in the way the city functions - or doesn't, sometimes. Still, she tries to find pleasure in the small things - a good chat between friends, a good meal, a job well done. At the end of the day though, life is just the same thing over and over. She has no patience for people who prey on others, but also no mercy for why they might be doing it. She's also something of an arrogant woman - you have to be to consider yourself a rightful arbiter of justice, which she rather does. The world is full of people to break the bonds of common society - regardless of it they come from Sacae or the 'civilized' lands, there are certain norms and customs that must be upheld or everything breaks down - and she considers it her role to help address the imbalance when those norms are broken. She keeps up her-self appointed fight, though expects it to never end.


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"Sit down, explain to me what happened." Kisyra said, gesturing to the seat on the other side of the small corner table, where she usually met people with claims against others, of murder or theft or similar sins. She listened to the young tribal man, telling her an all too familiar story, of slain loved ones, of the culprit now in Bulgar, a mercenary or a criminal or a bandit... who they were wasn't really the point. They weren't some legitimate authority, as might exist in other lands. In Bulgar, one defended oneself through your own arms or through those you hired or allied with, but if you had no such help... well, that's why people came to her. 

She listened silently as the boy explained, described the man who had murdered his sister, where he last knew of his location. She would find him, or she wouldn't. Sometimes those she sought evaded her search... one more fact of the world that she hated. Most people were some kind of monster, and she was the monster slayer.

"I will find him, and I will kill him. It may take time, but I will find him." And that was true. Kisyra remembered the description of anyone she sought out to kill that evaded her. Sometimes they returned to Bulgar, sometimes she found them when she left the city. Sooner or later, she would find everyone she sought - such was her intent, at least. "I won't stop in my seeking of him," She added, placing her sword on the table between them. "That much, you can take as sworn. I will kill him by this blade."
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[b]Alignment:[/b] In strict D&D terms, she'd be somewhere in the vicinity of Lawful Neutral

[b]Simple description:[/b] Kisyra is a native Sacaean, for all that she was never raised among a tribe, and it shows, from her skin, well tanned from a life under the hot Sacaean and long green hair, which she keeps tied back in a single braid. She wears simple clothes that are easy to move in, free of any tribal regalia or style - she favors browns, dark greys and very dark greens, as they tend to make blending in easier, especially in the dark or in shadowy areas. She wears little in the way of armor, as she prefers to strike quickly - usually just slightly padded clothing on her torso. 

She does wear a simple iron chain bracelet of sorts, that winds its way up her left arm, and she adds a small link to it with every target she kills (though not the people she might have to kill to get to the target), and it currently has one hundred and twelve links.

Level: 1

[u]Basestats:[/u]
[i]Health Points:[/i] 15
[i]Strength:[/i] 5
[i]Skill: [/i]8
[i]Speed:[/i] 10
[i]Luck:[/i] 2
[i]Defense: [/i]2
[i]Resistance[/i]: 3

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Health Points: 80
Strength/Magic: 50
Skill: 60
Speed: 70
Luck: 30
Defense: 30
Resistance: 40
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