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[h2]Iskemia Scolan[/h2]

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[b]21 | Female  |  120 lbs  | 5'6
Yin[sub][color=black]Shamak[/color][/sub] | Native | Human[/b]

[u][b]  Description  [/b][/u]
Seedy exterminator/exorcist for hire. Where better rationality fails to clean up the place of dark things, Iskemia is there (for a fee) to handle it.

[u][b]  Personality [/b][/u]
Confident, prickly, self-serving. Though she is a quintessential friendly face, the needs of her [i]one[/i] outweigh the needs to the few, let alone the many. Don't expect that last muffin at the buffet to be readily shared, or the spot on the bed in the sorely lacking inn room to be given up for a lady or the elderly. Think of Iskemia's selfishness less as an outright obliviousness to better behavior, and moreso one of willful lack of care.

At the very least helpful to society, she's no mooch or squatter. Iskemia would sooner swallow nails than find herself useless, workless, or otherwise rendered impotent. Things need doing, and she needs to be doing them. For all her devil-may-care attitude, businesses suits her, especially where difficulty is concerned. She'd rather flaunt and take care of something easy swiftly than to waste time drawing things out. The sooner a small fry is eliminated, the quicker she can take on something that gets her wheels turning. As a friend, Iskemia is jovial and warm. There are few personalities she [i]can't[/i] work with (though the opposite may not be true), lending to her being a social butterfly, often memorizing even unimportant names in anticipation of later conversing with someone more deeply than a passing question for directions or business.

[u][b]  Bio  [/b][/u]
[i]"It's always been like that -sleuthing around. Guess that's just what the gods wanted me to be. Might as well profit from it."[/i]

Iskemia was the adventurous sort. The riverside, the forest, the old farmhouse; her heart was drawn to those places most suited for exploration. Imperfect places, rife with character and detail. When had this tree she'd always known fallen, and why? How far upstream did the water begin to fade into a tiny dribble? What had this old, rusted farming equipment been used for in the past? Even when she wasn't pondering, those environments served as her haven of childhood friendships, where she'd play with the local village children, frolicking into the meadows and woods without a care.

The daughter of a mere convenience store clerk, she had little in the way of a spectacular future. Her life in the modest town was seemingly set in stone, and destined for simplicity. Iskemia thought she could become an archaeologist of some sort, and travel the world in search of new environments to reflect upon, but with a humble education, such a profession was a distant dream.

Entering her teens, Iskemia became more and more bold, eventually resolving to travel far from her hometown for days on end, ending up in nearby towns or deep in the wilderness. Her familiarity and drive kept her safe most times, though danger did not leave her be forever. Of course, such moments of darkness only served to draw her in further; the chance to solve something mysterious was the most tantalizing thing she could dream of. Eventually, Iskemia became fascinated with the esoteric and the enigmatic facets of magic. Her interests, lying in what could amount to detective work, grew into a bona fide profession. With a modest arcane arsenal at her disposal, and an abnormally keen eye for discerning even the works of greater mages, Iskemia set out into the world as an "independent magical solutions expert" (or so she calls it), serving those ailed parties that needed an unknown removed from their life.

Along the way, having already encountered numerous spirits, Iskemia came across a particularly noteworthy dreadful spirit by the name of Zidulith. Thinking it a waste to be rid of such a powerful spirit, Iskemia offered it a chance to live on, given a semblance of obedience, of course. It joined her, not without stipulations, and the pair have continued the work of magical extermination ever since.

[u][b] Magics [/b][/u]
30

[u] [b]Abstract Magics[/b] [/u]
N/A

[u] [b]Extra[/b] [/u]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cods8IGTZ8g]Execution Style[/url]

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[b]Character Name:[/b] Iskemia Scolan
[b]Spirit Name:[/b] Zidulith
[b]Terms of Contract:[/b] [i]"The final strike upon every enemy, and your eyes with which to see the moments leading to it. No victory shall be met by your hands, no success without mine input. Glory is ours, not but one's, and I shall be that instrument, always, which brings it. Mention not your successes without mine name with it."[/i]
[b]Aspect:[/b] Yin[sub][color=black]Shamak[/color][/sub]
[b]Spirit Level:[/b] Full
[b]Magic:[/b] 70
[b]Extra:[/b]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EaQYFBykJMA]Darkness is Simple[/url]
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