((I have no idea what race she is, or what races are there, so I made her human .. can change this later if you want.))
Name: Cyndall Amerly
Age: A mere 18.
Occupation: League Operative
Appearance: Cyndall has long, flowing blonde hair. She could be classified as- beautiful. But isn't what all assassins look like nowadays? Guess not then. Her face still holds the look it did on the streets. Soot-smudged cheeks. Tangly hair. The wild, feral look in her eyes. The hair is fixed, now, but people have stopped trying to tell her to clean the ash and blood off of her face. She has green eyes that seem sharp enough to cut you if you're not careful. She's about 5.8" feet and weighs 110 lbs. She's not exactly a body-builder, but she can take down a man without a weapon if needed. Actually, her thin and smaller appearance makes her lithe and agile.
Experience; Living on the streets had made Cyndall tough and arrogant, more than anything the elaborate, extensive training has done. However, now she can kill quietly, quickly, and more efficiently with the better weaponry and planning than taking down a lone soldier in the road with a smashed bottle.
Personality: She's strong, no doubt. But that strength is often misdirected; and that means only trouble for her. She can be annoying as well, her taunts and comments are usually ignored. To some extent. She'd eighteen with the personality of a twelve year old sometimes. She's a killing genius that dislikes small children.
History: Her parents lived on the "bad side of town." Her father was decent, but her mother would be gone for days, weeks. No one knows what she did, but when she returned, it would be with large amounts of money. Then one day her mother left, and never came back. Her brother and father both lived without her, at home for a long while before they moved on .. her brother joined the military and her father fell into some sort of depression and became addicted to the drugs administered to him. His state of mind is unsafe for Cyndall or her brother to return. So the consider themselves orphans.. when Cyndall was but six, her brother taught her to fight with short wooden sticks. She hadn't fought since .. but one lonely day, she found a shattered and rusted dagger in the street. She took it and began training, every day, every hour. Cyndall quickly became known for this; she was seen attacking a potential threat outside. So she's gotten odd-jobs, killing people here and then, paid nicely for it. She's a vicious killing machine. She's the prettiest girl on her side of town. She's a League Assassin now, though, given up her days of killing like that.
Other: Her newest blade is called Tasarin, or willow. It's a shadowy dagger that is held on her waist and can come out in a flash. She's a dagger master, and Tasarin can only be used by the very skilled. So, naturally, Cyndall wields this weapon.