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[color=B48148][h3]Amisra Keyrel ⋆ 147 ⋆ Female ⋆ Dark Elf[/h3][/color][/center]

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[color=B48148][h2][u]Appearance[/u][/h2][/color]

[color=B48148][b]Height:[/b][/color]
[indent]5’5[/indent]
[color=B48148][b]Weight:[/b][/color]
[indent]130 lbs[/indent]
[color=B48148][b]Hair Color:[/b][/color]
[indent]White[/indent]
[color=B48148][b]Eye Color:[/b][/color]
[indent]Golden Amber[/indent]
[color=B48148][b]Skin Tone:[/b][/color]
[indent]Ashen Grey[/indent]

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[color=B48148][h2][u]Psychology[/u][/h2][/color]

[color=B48148][b]Likes[/b]:[/color] 
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[color=B48148]⋆[/color] Books
[color=B48148]⋆[/color] Sweets
[color=B48148]⋆[/color] Singing
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[color=B48148][b]Dislikes[/b]:[/color] 
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[color=B48148]⋆[/color] Those that killed her family
[color=B48148]⋆[/color] Pointless violence
[color=B48148]⋆[/color] Close minded people
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[color=B48148][b]Fears:[/b][/color]
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[color=B48148]⋆[/color] Losing her best friend
[color=B48148]⋆[/color] Not being able to exact vengeance on those that took everything from her
[color=B48148]⋆[/color] Being alone in the world
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[color=B48148][b]Sexuality:[/b][/color]
[indent]Demisexual[/indent]

[color=B48148][b]Personality:[/b][/color]
 [indent]Amisra is very passionate about many things, and especially so with the people she loves. When she cares for someone, she cares for them deeply and has experienced enough loss in her life to never want to feel it again. Her passionate nature also often extends to her interests, including books, sweets, and music. Amisra has often been called rude or even evil, but this is often just a defense mechanism. If one were to break past the walls she has up and grow close to her, they would soon find that she obviously loves her friends very much and would do anything to protect them.

Amisra feels things both strongly and deeply. While she is often teasing, witty, and carefree when she is happy, Amisra's most immediate reaction when angry or sad is to channel her darker emotions into a barely-contained rage or killing calm. This gets her into trouble more often than not. Often she will take rash actions and has a desire for vengeance when someone close to her is harmed or even killed.

Amisra also has a surprisingly strong moral compass. Though she often tries to suppress the memories of her tumultuous past, her experiences have shaped her into the woman she is, and that is a woman who does not tolerate injustices. She absolutely loathes slavery and unnecessary cruelty. People that partake in either of these, she will do anything necessary to make them pay for their actions.[/indent]

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[color=B48148][h2][u]Background[/u][/h2][/color]
 
[color=B48148][b]Occupation[/b][/color]
[indent]Spymaster’s Prodigy and Daughter (past)
Traitor to the Dark Elves (current)[/indent]

[color=B48148][b]Living Immediate Family Members:[/b][/color]
[indent]Taerel Keyrel || Father (imprisoned)[/indent]

[color=B48148][b]Dead Immediate Family Members:[/b][/color]
[indent]Saria Keyrel || Mother
Lyrei Keyrel || Baby Sister[/indent]

[color=B48148][b]Current Companions:[/b][/color]
[indent]Tanithil Malaggar[/indent]

[color=B48148][b]Current and Past Lover(s):[/b][/color]
[indent]Amisra never had much time to really focus on a relationship what with learning to be the next spymaster from her father, caring for her sickly mother and baby sister, and spending her free time with her best friend.[/indent]

[color=B48148][b]History:[/b][/color]
[Hider]Born the eldest of the dark elve’s Spymaster, naturally Amisra was expected to be trained to take her father’s place in the future. From the instant she could hold a shortsword she began learning the skills of her father. When she wasn’t training she would spend time with her best friend causing mischief and just trying to find what fun they could in the harsh climate. Considered higher class within dark elven society, her life was a bit better off than others and she was allowed more freedoms, however she was still put through vigorous training in order to ensure she would be ready for when they would make their move.

After hitting adulthood, her father started entrusting her on missions in order to test her and expand her skills. When her mother fell pregnant with her baby sister, however, Saria fell rather ill and never really recovered even after giving birth. So Amisra took a step back from her duties in order to help raise her sister. She absolutely adored the little girl and their bond was quite a strong one. Their world was about to be flipped upside down, however, as their glorious dark elven leaders decided to execute a member from each of the other races. Taerel was quite displeased by this action, having expressed to them that this was not the correct play. He’d become heated and expressed that if this was their plan then he would have nothing to do with it. When he came home that evening, he swiftly told his family to pack as they needed to leave. Amisra pleaded with him to tell her what was wrong, but he refused. Before they could get out of the house, however, General Zarra Malaggar and her soldiers burst into their house and arrested all of them.

Taerel and his family were all labeled as traitors and their sentence was execution, Taerel to be the last executed as he watched the rest of his family be killed. Amisra held tightly to Leyrei, desperately trying to find a way out of the situation in order to protect her sister. It would be in vain, however, as her sister was ripped from her arms and she could do nothing as she watched them kill her mother and sister. Pure, unbridled anger filled her as she was pushed towards the executioner next. If only she could get her now bound wrists free, she would murder them all. They would learn why she was considered a prodigy and witness her lethal skill with a bladed weapon.

A voice, one familiar and cherished, caught Amisra’s attention as she briefly glanced over to see her beloved friend and grandson to the monster in front of her, Tanithil. What was he doing here? Would he be loyal to his grandmother? Could she truly expect him to betray his own flesh and blood? She felt her heart sink as she realized that he would be insane to do so, but it seemed she was in for quite the surprise. She watched in shock as Tanithil kicked his grandmother and Amisra felt the ropes around her wrist loosen. She had to move quickly.

In the blink of an eye, she pulled her wrists free and grabbed the two shortswords from the guards that were holding her in place. In a moment, both those guards were on the ground dead beside her. She spun in time to watch Zarra attack her own grandson. Fearing losing another person tonight, she attempted to push herself off the ground to lunge at the woman as she screamed, [color=B48148]“Get away from him, you bitch!”[/color] Unfortunately her actions caused her to take her eyes off of those around her and a loyal guard took a swipe at Amisra. She jerked back just in time to keep from being hit with a fatal blow, but not before the blade sliced down her face. She cried out more in shock than pain just before Tanithil grabbed her and they winnowed away.

Appearing in a small, shadowed alleyway not far from the house, Amisra found herself quickly looking at her friend. [color=B48148]“You saved me…”[/color] She whispered to him as she felt her heart swell some. It was at this moment that she noticed two things. The vision in her left eye was becoming blurry from the trickle of blood streaming down her face. The other was Tanithil’s injury. [color=B48148]“By the Goddess, Tanithil, your hand!”[/color] She gasped out before realizing she needed to take action quickly. Without much thought, Amisra removed her top, leaving her top half in her undergarments, before tearing her shirt into strips quickly. She needed to stop the bleeding and then they needed to move and get out of there. She didn’t wait for him to respond before she grabbed his arm and made a tourniquet with one of the strips. She then went on to wrap a strip around his wrist where a hand once was. [color=B48148]“I’m so sorry Tanithil, but we need to keep moving. Will you be okay for a little longer?”[/color] She’d completely forgotten about her own injury, not even registering the pain yet.

[color=darkmagenta]"Of course I can move. She took my hand, not my leg. Let's get the fuck out of here!"[/color] Amisra couldn’t contain her eye roll as he’d said it, but then seeing him reach for her with his missing hand caused her heart to ache. [color=B48148]“I’ll be fine, you’re worse off than me. You’re losing a lot of blood, I wanted to make sure you weren’t going to pass out on me.”[/color] She said with a sigh as they took off towards his house. It was a smart move as they would need supplies before trying to escape the city.

She helped gather supplies, trading out her bloodsoaked clothes for some of his. They were a little big on her, but she easily ignored it. She jumped, however, as she heard the knock at his door. [color=darkmagenta]"Mom can't you see I brought a girl home?! A little privacy pleaaaase!"[/color] Tanithil got quite the look from Amisra as he said this, smirking at him with a shake of her head, before going back to the task at hand. [color=darkmagenta]"With my magic we can slip by but it's only a matter of time before they start sending the magic drakes out. They sniff through my magic so let's book it."[/color] He said as they were finishing up hastily packing and she found herself nodding. [color=B48148]“We’ll keep magic use to a minimum until we get to the border. From there we need to try to not use it at all until we’re far enough away. It’ll be hard to identify where the drakes are once we cross that border, better to be safe.”[/color] She said, knowing that it would be mostly him using magic as her own wasn’t nearly as strong.

She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and for some reason the sight of her blood caused an image to flash in her mind of her sister being killed. She dropped the bag in her hand, causing a loud thud, which only drew the attention of Tanithil’s mother again. She could hear the woman’s voice from behind the door and her head whipped towards it as she realized the door handle was turning. [color=B48148]“Oh, Tanithil!”[/color] She moaned out loudly, adding on to his bit from earlier as she made a few more thumping noises. There was a gasp and the door clicked shut again before hurried feet scurried away from the door. She noticed his face turn a beet red color as he looked up at her then said, [color=darkmagenta]“Clever.”[/color] She quickly picked up the bag she dropped and turned to look at her friend. [color=B48148]“Let’s go.”[/color] She said as she went to reach for his right hand this time, wincing as she realized once more it was gone. [color=B48148]“Sorry…”[/color] She said before grabbing his other hand and slipping out the window with him.

They weaved through the city, sticking to the shadows and utilizing Tanithil's magic when shadows were lacking or they felt it was too much of a risk not to. They startled a few residents of a house, but it didn't stop them as they diligently worked to make it out of the city and avoid being caught. Neither one spoke a word as they did every possible maneuver to reach the country’s border. A broadcast could be heard in the distance with the familiar voice of Zarra. [color=darkgray]“My grandson Tanithil and the daughter of Taeral Keyrel have been deemed traitors to this country. If seen, bring them to me. Do not fall for his tricks, he must face judgment for what he’s done.”[/color] What a load of bullshit, Amisra thought as Tanithil turned to her once they made it to the outskirts of the city proper. [color=darkmagenta]“Where now?”[/color] A question she had been pondering as they fled. Amisra scanned their surroundings momentarily while thinking, but then her eyes landed on his missing limb and she knew where they needed to go.

[color=B48148]"Ironhold. They likely won't expect us to go there and the dwarves used to be more tolerant of dark elves, though I doubt that's much of the case now. We may even be able to find someone to help with…."[/color] She couldn't bring herself to say it, but gestured to his hand. Deep down, she blamed herself for his injury. If only she hadn't taken her eyes off him when he saved her. Perhaps she could have pulled him out of the way. Either way, what was done was done and they needed to keep moving. They needed to get somewhere they could settle for a moment in order to really assess their injuries and Ironhold seemed as good a choice as any.[/hider]

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[color=B48148][h2][u]Combat and Magic:[/u][/h2][/color]

[color=B48148][b]Strength:[/b][/color] 6
[color=B48148][b]Speed on Land:[/b][/color] 8
[color=B48148][b]Speed in Air:[/b][/color] 0
[color=B48148][b]Magical Ability:[/b][/color] 4
[color=B48148][b]Dexterity:[/b][/color] 9
[color=B48148][b]Weapon Proficiency:[/b][/color] 8
[color=B48148][b]Stealth:[/b][/color] 9

[color=B48148][b]Subspecies:[/b][/color]
[indent]Dark Elf[/indent]

[color=B48148][b]Best Abilities:[/b][/color]
[indent]Skilled in many different weapons, but favors dual shortswords. Is also incredibly stealthy and is good with close quarters fighting.[/indent][/color][/hider]