[hider=Littlest killer]
[center][h2]Chiyo Kouko[/h2][/center]

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[center][b]Age: 18 | Gender: Female | Weight: 40kg | Height: 4'5
Affinity: n/a | Native | Race: Human[/b][/center]

[u][b]  Description  [/b][/u]
Graceful and silent, the eerie gaze of her eyes focused upon you is unsettling by itself. The dagger held in her hand rarely compares.

[u][b] Appearance Description (optional) [/b][/u]
Relatively short in stature for her age, her tiny frame hides an unsettling amount of physical prowess. Her hands and wrists under scrutiny reveal the tell tale signs of one well practiced in the use of something with a sharp edge, minor scarring across the knuckles along with signs of longfaded bruising or fractures further reveals practice with her bare hands.

[u][b]  Personality [/b][/u]

There is something disturbing about Chiyo, a darkness of soul that hides under the pretty facade of a young girl brough up in some unnamed countryside town of travelers and wandering mercenaries. Every step this little terror takes has the poise and perfect balance of a battle hardened veteran killer. 
If not for the unblinking gaze that speaks of ill intent you would think the girl a skilled dancer born to weave through the air.

Ruthless is a far better way to describe Chiyo, when you get past the stare and stride. Equally adept at feigning friendliness and that warm smile, it is not uncommon for her gaze to size up everyone in a room looking for a threat or a target as a familiar ease of juggling her dagger end over end is a bad habit as she gets ready to strike. 

[u][b]  Class [/b][/u]
Frontline striker. 

[u][b]  Bio  [/b][/u]
Raised in a port town on Kararagi bordering woth the Volakia Empire, Chiyo is no stranger to back alley fighting or the whispered rush of a poisoned dagger sliding from its sheath to menace its victim. Her childhood was one of solitary practice and the rush to claim life before your own was, a veritable dance of relentless urchins and vagabonds trapped in this backwater city seeking coin and food to survive another day.
Chiyo had few to call friend and those who did were kept at arms length. Whispers in her head spoke of violence, attacks, styles of combat rarely if ever seen in the alleyways. They were the visions of golden warriors applying their skills in such detail it wasn't hard to think they were her in past lives. So vivid and detailed were the teachings, fighting styles she could hardly believe were true, that Chiyo lost herself in mastering the scenes that played in her minds eye until they had become a reflex.
A warriors true skill. 

With a small frame it was difficult to master attacks requiring brute strength but every style had been tailored to the visions of the warrior in her mind and were adapted to her smaller physique in a matter of months as she actively sought out targets to fill her purse and test her growing understanding.
Even now she has mastered only the barest fraction of the teachings locked in her mind but that has been enough to mold that eager mind and body into a ruthless weapon.
The question that nags at yer now is a weapon for what? Having moved on from back alleys to exploring the wider world, Chiyo is eager to know what next. Where to. What for. Will the ego of her bladework create another mindless killer or a valiant hero.

Time will tell.

[u][b]Magic[/b][/u]

Life energy: c

Flow: c

[u][b]Abstract magic[/b][/u]

Divine protection of the many bladed - The recipient of this blessing receives nothing that cannot be obtained already. No immunities to the ravages of time, the sting of an arrow, no aid against powerful magics. Indeed it is useless to anyone not possessing the drive and will to improve.

In the mind of each recipient it watches and stores memories of experience in combat or alone in practice, hundreds of swordsman and strange fighters across the world have been taught to fight by one more skilled than them to help mold a new being woth their style of combat. Chiyo is the 80th generation to receive this blessing and found the will to learn from the warriors long dead that held this divine protection. While some did not live their lives as warriors and their memories of no use, others displayed great skill and dedication.

Unarmed: A monk from the 30th generation, a master of close quarters combat without wielding any weapon but their own body. Boasts agility and precision at striking vital areas such as the throat and knees with intent to cripple or outright kill. While a stronger body would be better, Chiyo has perfected the styles impressive flexibility and keen sense of anticipation. 

Dagger: an assassin of great skill in the 67th generation, this style further complimented the already impressive agility Chiyo possesses as the style revolved around ambushing enemies with sneaky blade rushes and throwing knives. While it was never great at self defense it is exceptional at keeping the enemy on guard.

Duelist: Coined as such by the 79th generation user, the duelist was a style that reloed on the use of a shortsword and a long stilleto to catch and sweep an enemiesblade while prodding with the opposite free weapon on an unending dance of striking steel. It was a preferred combat method for dealing with multiple opponents simultaneously. 

While there are many other styles floating at the back of Chiyos mind thanks to her blessing, none have beem manifested for one reason or another. Those that have are oftem ignored if the visions rely on heavier weapons. 

[u][b]  Extra [/b][/u]
Chiyo is a bit jaded from her toils at surviving her young life and her dedication to the arts, making the young lady a tad unstable mentally. You are either in her way or a friend to be protected, often violently.[/hider]