Name: Scarlet Evalynne Black
Nickname: Scarlet, Scar, Evii
Theme Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cvaIgq5j2Q8&list=RDHCN4LW5AmHxIk
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bisexual, Prefers women over men
Race: Human/Elven
Class: Fighter
Sub-Class or Skills: Thief, Pickpocket, Locksmith
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Height: 155cm
Weight: 39 kg
Bust: 12B AUS (34B in US)
Appearance: Shoulder length midnight black hair tipped in a bloody crimson contrasting heavily with her snow white skin. She has a bright red cloak draped over her shoulders that flows down almost touching the ground covering her black blouse and corset which are bound by thin red leather lacing. Beneath this, the wears a short length skirt of "black on black" plaid that has a red lace hem underneath. Long black thigh high socks that extend up underneath her skirt cover her porcelain legs which are protected by black knee high boots.
Abilities: She is very fast and a skilled wielder of scythes, pikes, and spears, as well as a deadly marksman.
Personal Items and Weapons: She wears a necklace with an amber pendant with a single rose petal sealed within. Her weapon of choice is her X-Scythe, bearing all the functionality of a scythe with the deadly versatility of built-in crossbow mechanics
Personality: She's a very young girl, still trying to prove her worth to those around her. She will try to hide her fears from those around her to look stronger, but she can't always follow through with her missions due to the overwhelming stress she puts upon herself to make others believe she has herself under control.
Bio: Scarlet has almost no memory of this world, or any world for that matter. She was created a mere 15 minutes before the servers termination. all she knows is her name, and her proficiency with her X-Scythe. The first person she could ever remember seeing had given her a single necklace. A red rose petal encased in amber on a simple silver chain. He vanished from right before her eyes only moments later. His body burned and then seemed to erase from existence right before her very eyes. Horrified that she would suffer the same fate, she ran away as fast as she could without looking back. Her eyes filled with tears as a hole emptied in her heart. She couldn't turn around to face her fear and fell to her knees in the middle of the road. She had left the only person she had ever known to die and now she was all alone, terrified. Some sort of liquid began falling from the sky, so she wrapped herself in her cloak and began to walk.
Likes: People, puppies, scythes, her necklace.
Dislikes: Rain, knives, quiet.
Fears: Fire, Being alone, Confined spaces, the dark, dying, caves, forests, noises at night, shadows in the corner of her eye... There are a lot of these...
Other: At times, she can seem shy, or timid, but all she really need is someone close to her. She just doesn't understand how to ask.