~Basic Identity~

Name: Hawkewind Blackbriar
Alias: Hawke the Scoundrel
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Race: Half-Elf
Occupation: A thief, a gambler, a womanizer, and a duelist
Affiliation: None

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~Core Concept~

Despised by some and mistrusted by others, Hawke is perfectly at home in the shifting sands of society, whether sordid or civilized. Known to every cut-purse and courtesan throughout the lands. He is a cunning rogue who gets by in life with his rugged good looks and charming wit, but when his tongue fails him, most find his sword to be sharper. Though a skilled swordsman, Hawke often prefers a quick (and acrobatic) escape. He is a creature of pure instinct, unbridled by the common constraints of morality and compassion, the very sort of scoundrel beloved by rich noblewomen aching for the spice of life.

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~Personality~

Core Traits: Cocky, clever, sarcastic, arrogant, charming, self-sufficient, loyal to a fault

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Hawke is driven by only one thing in life: his desires. Wine, women, and wealth are what he lives for, and he will stop at nothing to achieve either.

However, beneath his braggadocio is a secret, desperate need to be loved and accepted on his own merits. A bastard child, unwanted and outcast, Hawke has been without home and family his entire life. He must learn loyalty, trust, and teamwork to earn the love and respect of his comrades.

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~Abilities~

Primary:

• Adept at Swordplay & Fencing
• Dexterous and Acrobatic
• A smooth talker
• Master locksmith. Knows how to break through even the toughest locks.

Secondary:

• Opportunistic. Not afraid to exploit an enemy's weakness or fight dirty.
• Quick thinking and adaptive.
• Knows how to read a person's face and deduce their motives.
• Uncanny luck. Always seems to persevere despite facing immense odds.

Strengths:

• Nimble and quick on his feet.
• High threshold for pain.
• Excels against slower opponents.

Weaknesses:

• Recklessly throws himself in harm's way to protect those he loves.
• Clings to anyone who shows him the least bit of affection.
• His reliance on dexterity over defense makes him a squishy target.
• Mouth tends to get him in more trouble than he can get out of.

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~Equipment~

Main Weapon:
A side-sword

Other Equipment:

• Road-worn leather jerkin & white linen shirt (pictured above)
• Leather pants and boots (pictured above)
• Short dirk (pictured above)
• Steel buckler
• A set of lockpicks
• A stiletto hidden in his boot for "improvising."

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~Backstory~

(Coming Soon)

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~Basic Identity~

Name: Kim Mani
Alias: Sister Kirruku
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Occupation: Disciple of the Sisters of Darkness
Affiliation: The Sisters of Darkness

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~Core Concept~

A foil to the warrior of light, a warrior in a different way. Someone just as rigid in personality and disciplined, but different in so many ways. They see the darkness as a blessing, as a way for the weak to be on an equal playing field with the mighty.

Kirukku is a cutthroat soldier of darkness. They will not hesitate to kill or to put their life on the line, working like a mindless killing machine. This is by design, as the Sisters of Darkness mold their disciples into dauntless shock troopers.

Despite this, Kirukku is a human. Even with all the coding and training that keep her a silent assassin, she still has moments of doubt and humanity. They have taken her name, they have claimed her body as an instrument of destruction, she has pledged her undying loyalty to the dark. Yet there are some things she would simply never do.

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~Personality~

Core Traits: Ruthless, Cutthroat, Dauntless, Pessimistic, Hotheaded

Kirukku is not one to mince words. She sees herself as a weapon for her faction, a tool to their goals and nothing more. As such, she can come off as cold and harsh. This isn’t helped by her quick temper, the kind that reminds you that she’s killed for less.

Kirukku is an intensely disciplined woman, but her anger is an aspect of herself she has never been able to lose. It’s the most quickly grasped aspect of her personality. This is an aspect of herself she loathes but can not control. It’s a tender subject overall.

Deep down, Kirukku is like a wild animal. She clings to survival and stays cautious around everyone. She is dangerous, preferring to let actions (usually violent actions) do the talking. She lets the Elder Sisters think for her. She simply has to rely on her instincts and training and deal with the gruesome details.

Values

• Independence above all else
• Death before failure, failure is not an option
• A warrior deserves a warrior's death

Social Behavior

• Remain quiet, and avoid them if you can.
• An insult will always be answered
• Does not know how to loosen up

Habitsr

• Sleeps with her eyes open, usually sitting rather than lying down.
• Does not make eye contact, unless in a fight.
• Eats like an animal

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~Abilities~

Primary:

• Creating spheres of pure darkness, and seeing through darkness
• Dexterous and Acrobatic
• A silent stalker

Secondary:

• Unrelenting aggression
• A jack of all weapons but a master of none
• A survivalist, able to fend for themself in the wilderness

Strengths:

• Highly adaptive and unpredictable
• Agile and fast
• precision and perception

Weaknesses:

• Lightweight and unarmored
• So hot-headed they’ll try to kill you, knowing they’ll die too
• Expendable, they gladly accept death if it means completing the mission
• No social skills whatsoever

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~Equipment~

Main Weapon:
A Waining spade

One of the four weapons that may ultimately be chosen by any disciple of the darkness as their primary weapon. The Spade, designed after a monk’s spade, doubles as a staff to empower the limited casting abilities of the sisters.

While wielding the Waining spade, Kirukku’s magical abilities are far more diverse. Without it they are limited to making pockets of darkness and seeing in the pitch black. With the spade, they are able to stop all sound in a small area.

Other Equipment:

• Form-fitting dark clothing.
• Belt with extensive pouches
• Throwing stars
• Sickle and chain
• A set of lockpicks
• Shuko climbing claws

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~Backstory~

TL:DR
Lost everything when raiders killed her family and destroyed her homeland. The sisters of Darkness took her in and promised to make her strong enough to never be hurt like that again. They renamed her Kirukku and brutalized her into a hardened soldier.

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Sister Vauval:
An Elder sister of Darkness and the martial instructor for all disciples. She personally saw to the weapons and martial arts training of each sister and guided them towards their primary weapon of choice.

Mother
The Matron of the Sisters of Darkness and the leader of the faction. She issues each mission to her daughters. They all fear her and crave her affection. She kills those who fail her, punishes those who displease her in ways others would consider torture, and rarely shows her appreciation.

The sisters of darkness
An all-female order that take revenge on those who abuse their power and protect the weak. The sisters are all downtrodden wastrels that have given up their identity to exact justice on those no one else dares touch. The Sisters are all Kirukku has left.

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• Common Folk: A dark protector, fighting fire with fire
• The Order: An aspect of the darkness and a harbinger of chaos
• Enemies: Those who don’t deserve their power