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Name: Kariette
Age: Eighteen
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Hair: White (with a bit of pink)
Eyes: Blue/Silver
Weight: 100 lbs.
Height: 5’3 ft.
Weapon: Two silver swords, that hang around her waist. She tries to use them as much as possible when fighting. The swords are rare to find, since even the handle is made of pure silver, and has a small round sapphire in the middle of each blade. And though it's a bit hard to notice, the very tips of the blades are gold. Kariette's teacher claims that swords tipped with gold are good luck.
Armor:
Strengths: Kariette is very talented when it comes swordsmanship. On missions, she uses her two swords as much as she can. But besides the way of the sword, she's pretty nifty with hand-to-hand combat. And because of her "doll-like" personality, barely anything effects her.
Weakness: Kariette has been taught to fight without mercy, and with the instinct to kill. Her teacher has told her many times to "fight perfectly". But the more she tries to fight better, the worse she gets. She looses concentration and fails to dodge some attacks. She also fails to notice small weapons, like maybe small knives, arrows, things like that.
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Appearance: Kariette has long white hair that goes past her waist and blue, silverish eyes. She wears a black dress that goes down to her knees, and big black boots. And she carries two silver swords with her the left and right side of her waist.
Personality: Some would probably claim she's merely a doll. Or, at least, a souless human. Her reactions to people and situations are dry. She's barely ever cried, nor has she ever really smiled. No one besides Aemilia--her sister--and her teacher have seen her actual emotions. Pretty much, the only emotion she shows to people in general is anger. When fighting, she stares straight at the target and says harmful things that could catch them off-guard. She gives out no mercy to anyone she fights.
Biography: Kariette's life will be put into segments.
Childhood: Kariette grew up with her father, her mother, and her sister, Aemilia. Her parents weren't, unfortunately, the best couple in the world. They would argue constantly. Aemilia and Kariette pretty much only had each other. When their parents would fight, Aemilia would go into Kariette's room and comfort her. It wasn't fun, being in the broken family. But it was bareable, as long as Aemilia was there.
But one night, things didn't turn out very well. Their father got angry and ended up beating their mother. Their mom got upset and wanted to leave. She planned to take Aemilia and Kariette with her. But Kariette was young. She didn't quite understand what was going on. So while her mother was yelling, she stood up for her father. Her mother got angry at this and made Kariette stay with her father, while she left with Aemilia. Things were no longer bearable. Aemilia was gone.
Her father was angry more and more often. So he began to take his anger out on Kariette, by beating her once every day. The beatings would go on for hours, usually until Kariette was unconscious.
Teen Years: One day, when Kariette was fifteen her father rudely sent her to the market. She obediently went to go get the things he wanted. She entered the market after an hour of walking and looked around. Everything looked normal. Everything
was normal, until...
"Stop! Thief! MURDERER!" A voice screamed.
Kariette turned her head in the direction of the screaming. But as she did, a man in a black cloak pushed her out of his way and continued running. It was only for a second, but Kariette caught a glimpse of what was in his hand. Bread.
Standing up, she ran after the guy. She wasn't the world's fastest runner, but fast enough. She chased after him all the way out of the market. Maybe he noticed her, maybe he didn't. But he cotinued running, into a dark forest.
They ran for over twenty minues. The both of them. Eventually, when they were deep in the forest, he stopped and turned around. "What do you want?" He said coldly.
"Take me in as your aprentice," Kariette whispered.
He laughed darkly. "You want to be a thief?" He looked her up and down. "You don't look much like a warden..."
"You fight. And no, I'm not a warden."
He smirked. "Do you know what type of fighting I do?"
"I know you're a fighter. That's all I care about."
He stared at her. "Now, why would a young woman like you want to fight?"
"My father beats me."
The man look a bit taken aback, and then smirked. "So you want to kill him?"
Kariette shook her head. "No, I want to be able to stand his beatings."
"Okay... So you want me to train you?"--Kariette nodded.-- "Fine. But what do I get out of this?"
Kariette looked at the bread in his hand. "I can cook. And I'll work for you."
He smiled. "I'll train you."
The next three years was full of training, cooking, and beatings. The beatings got much worse, since Kariette was "mysteriously absent" every day, and wouldn't come home until late at night.
Three weeks after her eightteenth birthday, Kariette was waiting in the forest for her teacher. She heard a twig snap behind her. She stepped to her right and watched as a silver sword flew by her head and hit a tree.
"Teacher."
"Kari."
Kariette could feel him smirk behind her. She smiled faintly. "What's the sword for?"
"You get to keep it, if you can dodge this."
She ducked and saw another sword, identical to former one, hit yet another tree. Standing up, she yanked them out of the trees and examined them. "Gorgeous things. Pure silver?"
"Yes." He smiled. "Look at the tip, though."
She looked at the tip and raised an eyebrow. "Gold?"
"It's good luck."
"Understood... But why are you giving me these?"
"You're done training. It is time you officially work for me."
"You mean...?"
Kariette's teacher nodded. "You are now officially an assassin."