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[color=#933f34][b]P E R S O N A L ⋅  I N F O R M A T I O N:[/b][/color]

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[color=#933f34][b]Name:[/b][/color]

[indent]Ayame Sakanoue[/indent]
[color=#933f34][b]Gender:[/b] [/color]

[indent]Female[/indent]
[color=#933f34][b]Age: [/b][/color]

[indent]19[/indent]
[color=#933f34][b]Race:[/b] [/color]

[indent]Renard[/indent]
[color=#933f34][b]Appearance: [/b][/color]

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Ayame is a small girl with a big presence. Though she's been through quite a few trials and tribulations in her young life, her noble heritage runs deep - and it shows in everything she does. She carries herself as if she was trying to impress royalty, with each motion carefully planned for. There's a certain aura to her, one of tranquility and grace, that seems to come effortlessly.

That is, until she opens her mouth. While the words themselves are often formal and polite enough, there's a demanding edge to her tone - and if she doesn't get what she wants, she can get [i]loud[/i], shattering any illusion of tranquility that might've still lingered. When frustrated, her silent, graceful movements become forceful and stiff, and she has been seen to stomp her foot on more than one occasion...

She has long, deep black hair cascading down her back all the way to her thighs, with various decorations included in her hairdo. She likes big, puffy, loose-fitting and [i]comfortable[/i] clothes, especially ones made of expensive material in vibrant colours. She adores jewelry as well, and can be often found donning excessive amounts of it. In other words, she--- hardly looks like someone that should be descending down into a monster filled dungeon. Thankfully, she has prepared for the trip a little, opting for a [url=https://pm1.narvii.com/6630/f36f1936e463287297ec81c560e98f6955ed666a_hq.jpg]slightly less obtrusive getup[/url]. Her skin is well cared for, but has seen little sun; as much is obvious from how easily her pale skin burns.

[color=#933f34][b]Height:[/b][/color] 5'2''
[color=#933f34][b]Weight:[/b] [/color]A lady should never be asked her weight
[color=#933f34][b]Eye color:[/b] [/color]Dark red
[color=#933f34][b]Hair color: [/b][/color]Deep black[/indent]
[color=#933f34][b]Personality: [/b][/color]

[indent]As said, one would be forgiven for mistaking Ayame to a demure lady that tries her best to go unseen and avoid conflict. For all intents and purposes, that is how her parents tried to raise her - but not quite what became of her. In a word, Ayame is a diva that ultimately strives to ensure her own comfort above everything else. She's greedy, coveting riches that might grant her an "easy life" as she puts it, and gods help whoever tries to get in her way. 

She's stubborn yet lazy, wanting things but not really wanting to [i]work [/i]for them. When things get hard, she has no problem throwing away her pride and acting like a damsel in distress, even if she were fully capable of solving the situation herself. She dislikes hard labor, particularly if it threatens to get her hands dirty. Why do something herself anyway, if she can have someone else do it in exchange for a few cooing words and a wink? That's just absurd! Of course, if her little ploy doesn't work, she's quick to grow frustrated and let her true, less than pleasant colours show via demands, threats, bribery or simply constant, endless, vehement [i]nagging[/i].

Difficult as it might be to believe, Ayame is not without her good sides, however. For one, though she's not above flattery or manipulation to get what she wants short term, she ultimately doesn't want to retort to lies and deceit to make a living. She's seen how such things affect others, and while she seeks an easy life, she doesn't want to make anyone else's (too) difficult while attaining it. She will, if begrudgingly, work for her keep if the situation calls for it, and will absolutely come to the aid of anyone she sees requiring it. She just... [i]may[/i] ask for a favor in return, but such thing is just common courtesy, is it not? She also has a soft spot for anything or anyone cute; children and small animals in particular. Except dogs. Hrr, [i]dogs.[/i]

Ayame is also curious, and always willing to learn; particularly through books, her second love, right after jewelry. She's particularly interested in furthering her knowledge on magic, culture and history, and can often be found taking notes in her little book. She might not seem like your usual intellectual, oftentimes acting rashly or coming across as sheltered, but let not appearances deceive you; that's exactly what she wants.
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[color=#933f34][b]Likes: [/b][/color]

[indent]✾ jewelry
✾ riches
✾ history
✾ books
✾ compliments
✾ learning
✾ meat
✾ baths
✾ pleasant scents
✾ children
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[color=#933f34][b]Dislikes: [/b][/color]

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✘ hard work
✘ dirt
✘ ugly things
✘ stupidity
✘ rain
✘ cold weather
✘ having her tail touched
✘ rude people
✘ thieves
✘ dogs
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[color=#933f34][b]Hobbies: [/b][/color]

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‼ reading
‼ napping
‼ collecting shiny things
‼ [s]bossing people around[/s]
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[color=#933f34][b]Background: [/b][/color]

[indent]Born to a noble family far from Orario, Ayame's early years were spent among riches and luxuries. She was an only child and the apple of her parents' eyes, all her needs taken care of and wishes heeded to. As one would expect, she grew up both sheltered and indolent, never having known the need to work for her keep. And once her parents found out that much like them, she had aptitude for magic, their praises all but doubled. If Ayame wasn't spending her days lazing around or relaxing, she was practicing magic or reading - skills that, while she never deliberately tried to lea, would prove useful years later.

Ayame was still a child when her home was ravaged by thieves, attracted to the family's wealth - or so the story told to her went, anyway. There were rumours that told a different tale; that her parents had earned their riches through fraudulent means, and that it had been their own vile deeds that had finally caught up to them. Whatever the real story, the end result was much the same; Ayame's parents perished and she was whisked away to safety at her uncle's house, far from her family's estate.

The new house she had to settle into was much smaller than the one prior, and the rules weren't quite as lax. For one, there was no such thing as idling around. Everyone that lived under Kotomine's roof had to contribute in some way - a concept that did not sit well with the young renard. Ayame was a turbulent teen and as stubborn as they came, so after a few months spent either bickering or begrudgingly preparing food, she finally gathered her things and bid adieu.

Only, as she would soon find out, she could not outrun the need to work. Without work, she could get no coin - and without coin, she couldn't eat. It was the simplest of concepts, yet it took actually experiencing it for her to fully grasp the absolute nature of it. But once she finally accepted that there was no shortcut to riches, she quickly found out that not having spent a day of her life actually working, she wasn't really... [i]good [/i]at anything. She couldn't cook, her hands blistered after the slightest attempt to clean, and she had neither the physique nor technique to lift or carry things. All she had was little bit of magic and an empty stomach.

So, she ended up a street artist, performing small magic tricks for anyone that had the time to stop and watch awhile. It kept her eating, but wasn't [i]quite[/i] the ticket back to luxury shed'd hoped for. It gave her practice in her craft, but even when her performance improved, her income hardly did. Even so, she stuck to her guns, stubborn as ever. Time and time again she came across shady folk on the streets, and just as many times she turned to face the other way, refusing their attempts to try and get her to join their little ploys. She'd seen what thieves did to people. She would not fall quite [i]that[/i] low.

Then, one day, she got reason not to turn her head away. She overheard a little girl screaming for help, and found herself at the scene of a kidnapping. Unarmed and completely untrained in any sort of combat, she acted on instinct and did the only thing she could think of; for the first time in her life, she aimed her magic at another living being. She was in luck; her display of magic attracted the town guards, and the situation dissolved before the thieves could retaliate. The girl thanked her, and in her childish glee, mentioned something about her adventurers - and how she would make for a great one. Ayame brushed it aside as a child's blathering.

That was, until one day at the local inn, she happened to overhear a similar topic. She heard talk of a place called Orario, a labyrinth city where many gathered in hopes of making a fortune. Utterly tired of her daily grind, Ayame's interest was piqued - and a few days later, she found herself stepping unto the cobblestones of Orario for the first time. 
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[color=#933f34][b]Wallet: [/b][/color]

[indent]- 1,000 Valis 
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[color=#933f34][b]P A R A M E T E R S  &  S K I L L S:[/b][/color]

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[color=#933f34][b]Level: [/b][/color] 1
[color=#933f34][b]Achieved Floor: [/b][/color] 0
[color=#933f34][b]Class: [/b][/color]Mage
[color=#933f34][b]Affiliation: [/b][/color] Athena

[color=#933f34][b]Equipment: [/b][/color]

[indent]- expensive clothes
- decorative staff[/indent]
[color=#933f34][b]Stats: [/b][/color]

[indent]• Strength: I
• Endurance: I
• Dexterity: I	
• Agility: I
• Magic: H[/indent]
[color=#933f34][b]Basic Skills: [/b][/color]

[indent]- Expanded Mind [i](The user has a larger mind pool to draw magic from before suffering from Mind Zero)[/i][/indent]
[color=#933f34][b]Development Skills: [/b][/color]

[indent]N/A[/indent]
[color=#933f34][b]Spells: [/b][/color]

[indent]- Foxfire [i](Conjures small, bright flames to dance upon the user's palm. They can be fired at a given direction with a flourish of the hand, and will explode colorfully upon impact.) [/i]
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