Name: Eikiria Seralyna Age: 24 Gender: Female Race: Hylian Place of Origin: HCT civilian PWC: 1/3/5 Treasures: Magic proficiency +10 rupees Rupee riches Lens of truth - 30 rupees Rupoor supply - 30 rupees Ring of silence - 50 rupees 50 rupees left Height: 6'2" Weight: 129 lbs Equipment: Eikiria has two main daggers, fairly large in size at a little over a foot long, and very vorpal looking. Apart from this she has about ten throwing knives tucked away in her clothes, so that no matter what position she's in, she is always able to react with an attack. Personality: Eikiria is a somewhat stubborn girl, normally with high enough overconfidence in her abilities to believe she can do something when she in fact, cant. That said, it actually takes a lot to find something Eikiria can't get done. As a great thief, the girl prefers to remain unseen, though unlike many thieves who wait in shadows, Eikiria prefers social stealth. When it comes to interacting with people, how she acts is entirely dependent on the other person's gender. Eikiria has a mild case of androphobia, thus her conversations with men are often short and tense. On the other hand, when it comes to women she often seems outgoing, humorous and a happy looking person. Though she is first and foremost a thief, looking out for número uno, Eikiria sells her skills somewhat often, and is fiercely loyal to her employer. However, Eikiria is not an assassin or a murderer, and to this day has never killed someone. Appearance: With long knee length crimson hair, often tied in a ponytail to avoid hair troubles, stunning blue eyes, a blemish-free face (not that it comes naturally. Those oil lotions work magic.) and a feminine curvy body, Eikiria is a gorgeous woman and a head turner, which she knows. She dresses in flattering clothing that's easy to move in, namely a midriff baring tank top and leather jacket, cut off at the midriff as well, both black. She also wears formfitting pants in a light, flexible, stretchy material. Wearing a belt with numerous pouches on it and two dagger sheathes, Eikiria strikes many as the type you wouldn't want to cross on one of her bad days. She covers her hands with link black gloves and her feet with light shoes made for running quietly. Residence: Eikiria has a moderately high quality house of her own, but she's always very secretive about both it's location and quality. For grading purposes, it's a two bedroom one story home in the middle district with all the basic needs of a home. If I've gotta drop some rupees for it, just let me know. Backstory: Eikiria didn't have a very high quality life right from the get go. Her mother died in childbirth and her father was left with a daughter who proved to be a trickster as soon as she could walk. Being a single father left him in financial strain, so when the guards brought a seven year old Eikiria home with a 150 rupee fine for theft, he did what he felt he should. He kicked the brat's ass onto the street. Eikiria was oddly unbothered by this, having never really grown attached to the man, but now she had to do things herself. After a few close calls, she managed to pickpocket enough money for an inn room, getting a strange looking ring in the process that proved to silence her movements. She continued as such for six years until she managed to get something amazing. A beautiful pendant with a gemstone. This was when she realized she had to go down to the black market. She obviously didn't fit in much, but when people saw the loot she brought, they almost fought over who could buy it. After selling it, Eikiria bought a rupoor bag with infinite of the things, and a strange eyeglass that could see through illusions. This was when she started doing more major thefts, such as difficult shoplifting and break and enters. The things she would steal would go to the black market and full her coffers, until she eventually saved up enough to buy a small house for herself, though this was when he was 17. Later that very week, there was a terrible incident. She was doing a routine shoplifting of a dagger, but was caught at the door and dragged to the back rooms. The store was one Eikiria had been to and stolen from before, but now the two men who owned the place were blaming her for every theft. They were going to call the guard for sure, but first, they had another intention. This violation is from where Eikiria's androphobia stems, and she has never quite gotten over that day. Two hours later when they finally called the guards, she stabbed one in the leg with the very dagger she'd stolen that was laying on the table in this back room. From there she made her escape before the guards could arrive, but she refuses to ever go near that store again. No matter what'd happened to her, Eikiria wouldn't give up her profession, because that's what it was. It was no longer a means of survival, and she enjoyed it far too much. This was when she started selling her talents on the black market for a decent bag of rupees per job. This far, not much has changed, though her most common client was just recently arrested for possession of stolen goods. His fault for not being careful.
Tsu, it's not a palace, so it doesn't need a rupee cost I like how you kept it PG, but I've read worse here. Still, yea; it's good. ACCEPTED
