Post by end on Oct 15, 2009 17:50:55 GMT -6
Name:Endriko
Age:17 years of age
Gender:Female
Race:Human
Hails From:Is said to hail from Temarra.
Ranking:She doesn't care about rankings.
Weapons:Endriko carries around two middle sizes daggers that she hides under her clothes, along with a large claw like nails that clip onto her bracelets and rings that she wears.
Abilities:Unlike most humans Endriko knows more about poisons and potions. Using them to 'play' with the people she finds amusing. She also has a wide knowledge in martial arts and sword fighting.
Companions:She has no companions, since she kills them off when they start to bore her.
Occupation:Some would call her a murderer, but she likes the term assassin.
Appearance:Beware the devils beauty that was what would be said of Endriko. With her long brown hair and bright blue eyes she can draw the ones she wants into her web of lies and pain. She stands around 5'4 off the ground, with pale skin that covers her body from head to toe. Endriko never leaves the house without wearing some kind of makeup, even though they say that she has the very devils beauty.
Personality:Those who know her never knew what hit them, her sweet voice or the way she would care for them. But deep down her blood runs cold, she cares not about the people around her. They are of use to her until they bore her and then she takes action. She will either poison them slowly just to watch them die, to hear them suffer right before her eyes. Or she will finish them off the old fashion way, with her weapons. And then the pain will last for hours upon hours. The only people she herself will never touch are young girls, finding them to be to innocent to touch.
History:Born into a family that neither cared nor wanted her, Endriko never felt the hands of love. While her older brothers and sister took the love that was meant for her, she was cased aside to live in the world of darkness. As she grew so did her beauty and the hatred that her family felt for her. To protect herself she started to learn fighting and the art of killing, along with potions and poisons. It was all to protect herself she would tell herself day after day. But soon that image shattered to a million pieces when the one thing she cared for was stole from her. Even though she was beautiful, even though she had manners and skill at everything her sisters and brothers did not. He didn't even know her name...that bastard didn't care about her.
Even on his death bed her so called father left her with nothing, at first Endriko didn't care but soon it started to eat at her. Claw at her mind until she snapped and with that most of her stable sanity with it. To gain what was stole from her, what she herself deserved more then those spoil brats she would have to kill. And so she did, one by one her family started to fall. At first she only poisoned them but then that wasn't enough, she had to make them pay more. Ordering the blacksmith of their hometown to make her a weapon. And thus she came to have her very own weapon. Destroying the rest of her family with ease. Of course if you were to ever ask her, they all needed to die..
Age:17 years of age
Gender:Female
Race:Human
Hails From:Is said to hail from Temarra.
Ranking:She doesn't care about rankings.
Weapons:Endriko carries around two middle sizes daggers that she hides under her clothes, along with a large claw like nails that clip onto her bracelets and rings that she wears.
Abilities:Unlike most humans Endriko knows more about poisons and potions. Using them to 'play' with the people she finds amusing. She also has a wide knowledge in martial arts and sword fighting.
Companions:She has no companions, since she kills them off when they start to bore her.
Occupation:Some would call her a murderer, but she likes the term assassin.
Appearance:Beware the devils beauty that was what would be said of Endriko. With her long brown hair and bright blue eyes she can draw the ones she wants into her web of lies and pain. She stands around 5'4 off the ground, with pale skin that covers her body from head to toe. Endriko never leaves the house without wearing some kind of makeup, even though they say that she has the very devils beauty.
Personality:Those who know her never knew what hit them, her sweet voice or the way she would care for them. But deep down her blood runs cold, she cares not about the people around her. They are of use to her until they bore her and then she takes action. She will either poison them slowly just to watch them die, to hear them suffer right before her eyes. Or she will finish them off the old fashion way, with her weapons. And then the pain will last for hours upon hours. The only people she herself will never touch are young girls, finding them to be to innocent to touch.
History:Born into a family that neither cared nor wanted her, Endriko never felt the hands of love. While her older brothers and sister took the love that was meant for her, she was cased aside to live in the world of darkness. As she grew so did her beauty and the hatred that her family felt for her. To protect herself she started to learn fighting and the art of killing, along with potions and poisons. It was all to protect herself she would tell herself day after day. But soon that image shattered to a million pieces when the one thing she cared for was stole from her. Even though she was beautiful, even though she had manners and skill at everything her sisters and brothers did not. He didn't even know her name...that bastard didn't care about her.
Even on his death bed her so called father left her with nothing, at first Endriko didn't care but soon it started to eat at her. Claw at her mind until she snapped and with that most of her stable sanity with it. To gain what was stole from her, what she herself deserved more then those spoil brats she would have to kill. And so she did, one by one her family started to fall. At first she only poisoned them but then that wasn't enough, she had to make them pay more. Ordering the blacksmith of their hometown to make her a weapon. And thus she came to have her very own weapon. Destroying the rest of her family with ease. Of course if you were to ever ask her, they all needed to die..