Birth Name: Serei Vaelt
Character Alias: "Sev"
Appearance:
A thin, well proportioned girl, Sev is picturesquely beautiful, though she herself can't admire it. With striking blue eyes, a lovely face, luscious hair, and a petite nose, she would attract many men--if she met many. She prefers to wear little to no clothing, masking what she has to for societies sake, and has dotted her body with a number of intricate tattoos, all designed by her. She Tends to wear thin, brown leather and a plethora of belts, in which she keeps various things.
Home Nation: Shaharan
Current Location/Residence: Traveling
Age: 22
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 125 Lbs.
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Light Blue (Blind)
Complexion: Fair
! Body Type: Sev is very thin, and very agile. With a light, dexterous body, she maneuvers with nigh unparalleled speed and grace.
Blood Type: O+
! Fighting Style: Sev's style, as her victims would attest--were they alive--is that of a distinctive bird-like grace; weaving and soft, but calculated and deadly. Incorporating acrobatics into her less-than-conventional sword skills, her attacks are a myriad of feints and dodges, similar to a dance, that elegantly tears through her opponents defenses. What's truly entrancing though is that she does all of this without the use of sight, using her other overly keen senses in placing and predicting enemy attacks.
Adaptability Ratio**: 9/10
!! Personality: Quiet and withdrawn, Sev prefers nature's hum to city noise and action to words. Her people skills are fairly rudimentary and she is put off by the shuffling and murmurs of crowds. Rather, she enjoys the music of old stairs, the crackle of ice, and the smell of dust; all of which remind her of her child hood spent with her grandfather in the small mountain town in which she was born. However, her emotions have been deadened by her training, and so she acts as only a shade of what she once was.
Quirks: Sev's body is a tapestry for various tattoo's even though she lacks the sight to appreciate them. To her, they represent the perpetual presence of art, even when there is no one to see it, much like an assassin in the shadows.
! Likes: The sound of water, the feeling of grass between her toes, the cold kiss of rain, painting.
! Dislikes: Clothes, Fire, Books.
!! Special Talents/Skills: Despite her handicap, Sev is an accomplished painter, often crafting beautiful scrolls that she keeps in her humble home. Her style is a mystery, as she does all of her work in secret, preferring the welcome embrace of ambiguity in comparison to the hectic notoriety of the art world.
Weapon/s of Choice: Sev utilizes two weapons: Her Claw-Blade and her short sword. Naturally ambidextrous, she wields her Claws in her right hand and her sword in her left, birthing an unlikely harmony that allows her to fight in a unique, iconoclastic style that few to none could replicate.
Weapon/s of Last Resort: Her appearance of innocence. It's difficult for many to believe that a small blind girl could be an experienced killer, which she often plays to her advantage.
! Weapons you avoid: Anything that would require both hands; they're too slow and clumsy.
!! Weapon/Training History (If applicable): Though she practiced the basics with her grandfather, a sword-master, as a child, most of her skills stem from her uncanny senses and ability to visualize past the point of normal sight. As of the start her assassin career and training, her abilities have expanded and honed from pure instinct to meditated skill, though she still uses both in tandem.
Biography: Those born without sight are granted a cruel fate in Shaharan, the harsh region to the northeast of Cre' Est. Often dismissed as worthless, even cursed, those who suffer from blindness are often left in the high mountains or burning hot desert at a young age, in hopes of a quick, painless death by predators. Serei was left at the tender age of 4 when, out of necessity, her parents left her to wander in the hills, unable to care for the sightless child. After several days of fumbling over rocks, torn and battered, she was happened upon by an old sword-master, whom took pity on the poor, starving blind child and prepared to cut her down. He was dumbstruck when he saw that the little girl had sidestepped his attack, diving behind a nearby rock for cover, tearing streaming from her dead eyes. Seeing potential in the child, he decided to take her to his home and raise her as his own.
Though cautious towards her would-be-killer, she grew to care for him as he trained her in various sword skills and conventional skills such as artistry and arithmetic. He was again surprised to find that she had a preternatural, surprising knack for painting, and an above average aptitude for learning. Knowing that she would never marry well, he decided it best to guide her in what she was apt in, rather than in the social graces and etiquette that would be befitting a young, marriage worthy woman. He also kept her from doing much manual labor, as he felt that it would only act as a deterrent and hindrance in her upbringing. It was an idyllic life, and she was happy.
However, though she enjoyed her education and had grown to love her grandfather, all good things have to come to an end. At the tender age of 16, her grandfather passed away in his sleep, leaving Serei alone once again. For months she stayed in her grandfathers home, following a strict routine and making sure she could support herself, and when it came time to repossess the home, she, out of fear, locked the doors and grabbed her grandfather's blade. The men, treating her as a joke, broke down the doors, laughing cruelly as they began to take her things and watch her fumble about, the home quickly becoming unfamiliar. Tipped over the edge, Serei snapped and slaughtered the men, cutting though them like ribbons, leaving their blood splattered on the walls.
Days after the murders, local officials arrived at her home and stole her away in the dead of night, ready to try and prosecute the young killer. She offered no resistance as they took her to the local lord, who sentenced her to death, which she could only accept. However, as un-luck would have it, a Cre' Est adviser to the court offered a different option, in which he would take her back to the capital and have her trained in warfare. Unwilling to jeopardize their relations with Cre' Est, they obliged and she was whisked away, the prologue to her life as an assassin.
She only possesses vague memories of those years of assassin training, but no longer cares much for them. The calm, happy girl who loved her grandfather had died, and so a killer was born. Forgetting her name and forgoing her identity, she emerged as 7, or Sev. Now a skillful assassin, she can wade through the world of sight without problem, using her training and natural skills as her surrogate eyes. After being released from the secret government sect in which she was "born", she prepares to do the bidding of her organization, Nine, and hunt whoever stands in their way, no matter the cost.
Pic credit goes to tekkoontan on deviant art, a seemingly wonderfully talented individual.