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Name: She doesn't have one, nobody bothered to delegate her a proper name.  
Age: 4
Appearance:
[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/544286528872906752/629396117905211423/2cadd2df60c7fc1ff134aceed5a1c9c21918d8f1.png]A girl whom treats the 19 Old Men of the mountain as if they were her own parents, and wants to follow in their footsteps.[/url]
[url=https://safebooru.org//images/2090/6ef5225dd65b00204466ed1d2d63e74e0fed6a54.png?2179648]Primarily prefers to don a garb just like this[/url]
Personality:
Eager and yet quiet to a fault. A girl whom places their whole being into the thought of a world free of those that get away with sin. Where those that have sinned can be reached and helped before they cross that forsaken line. Where nobody will be hurt again. To that end, the art of murder is something that is to be treated with utmost respect, and the dead must be similarly respected. 

Around others, she cannot be so easily read, her mind is a closed book of aspirations, however it never sinks so far to as to be called 'Zealotry', nore is she so closed minded to forget about the value of life beyond the art of killing. She is always willing to help someone who cannot help themselves. While she won't fetch the pail for a person who can reach it, She will fetch water 10 out of 10 times for the person that cannot and yet need to. Such is her ideology of how to treat people. 

Around the Hassans, she keeps her head up and makes sign of weakness or vulnerability. Feeling the need to show strength to as to not bring disgrace to them. To the organisation that showed her the value of life. She will remain a devote follower of its practices. A modern day Hashashin. 

Abilities:
Fairy Eyes[sub]Glam Sight[/sub] : Enables her to easily perceive and adapt to any information that can't be normally processed by the brain e.g. high-speed movements, the most minor of body language signals, even slight visible distortions in the air as a result of invisibility. (Comparable to a servants Clairvoyance at rank C) Bonus effect of being able to visualise Fairies.
Jerry-rigged Reinforcement: As a self-taught magus, and the type to go to others for help. Her reinforcement bars a few particularitys. For one, she expels more energy then necessary in order to reinforce making her version rather wasteful. Yet at the same time, when she uses reinforcement on her own body, she is capable of reinforcing greater then most. Perhaps due to her nature as a homonculus. However due to her lack of knowledge of how to maintain a balanced anatomy. She has inflicted recoil upon herself, for instance breaking her leg due to only improving the strength and force of her muscles, and not the bones durability. 

Skills:
Medical aid - Even though she is most self-taught, with a few pointers from other homeless people. She is rather proficient at providing rudimentary healthcare. Such as creating a splint/doing minor stitches.  
Assassination - Something one would expect to be one of her skills given her 'teachers', she knows more rudimentary techniques of killing a person then she can count on two hands. However none of her assassination methods are particularly 'Old man of the mountain' worthy just yet. 

History:
A homonculus born from a genetic sample of a random assortment of mages , with the concept of being made to last, she was even unaware of the place of her birth being that of an island of heroic spirits. The only thing that she know was that she developed a special set of eyes, a pair of eyes that would of normally lead to a short existence as a homonculus, and as she lay on that table, fully conscious, eyes held open by a metal clamp. It would only be a matter of time before her 'creator' would have himself a very valuable commodity.

Or at least that is how that story would end if it wasn't for the timely intervention of man with skin dark as burnt coal, with a mask of the whitest ivory fashioned in a skull, bursting in and swiftly dealing with everyone in the room.. save herself of course. With a single hand he would have undid her bindings, and turned immediately to leave. Leaving the Malnourished girl to only stare as the shadow turned away. The moment he had left the room..

Well She had nothing else but her dark savior. She would move... stumble. Crawl. Force her almost skeletal body to drag itself slowly through the streets, towards where the shadow had gone. It was only after she had fallen down a flight of stairs, her shoulder spraining against hard concrete that the shadow would appear again, and drag her further down the road to a dark salvation...

She had been taken to a hidden shelter for the sickly, injured and malnourished homeless. A minority on the island to say the least. Being made primarily of individuals whos assets were seized, or by those with a mental impediment. There were other children there... but they were the type of children that were so used to the streets that she couldn't talk with them without losing a possession on her person. 

Indeed it wasn't only the homeless here, there was some servants. The Hassan's of course were the main ones, but there was also other servants. A green cloaked man for instance would sometimes stop by and drop off money or food quoting something like "Old habits die hard." 

So then. It was there amongst the homeless dredges that she recovered. Slowly of course. There wasn't really a way to promote healthy growth off scraps. So she had to make do with the nearly endless supply of rice. She grew to hate rice, alot. Thinking it to be the most blandest of food. 

The Days were long and the nights were longer. But as she recovered, grew, learnt tricks of deceit from her fellows. She would eventually steel herself, For a homonculus existing without a master and without a purpose. She merely decided to follow in the footsteps of her Savior...

A embarrassing introduction. A stern talking to by the great founder. A heated arguement over her idealogies on life and death. She didn't know if she impressed them, all she knew was that she was allowed to learn but of cause the caveat was she'd have to also summon her own mentor to further her studies...

Other: As a self-taught magus, specialising sololy in reinforcement, She is falling into the same trap as Shirou, where in she is actually using body as pseudo-magic circuits to use reinforcement, even though her magic circuits are more then enough to perform reinforcement and maintain her servant contract. 

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