“The events of today, shall be written as the history of tomorrow.”
~{Physical Appearance}~
{Appearance}:
This lean, yet somewhat athletically build Breton stands a proud fighter. Her height reaches a rough 5'6" feet, with an average weight of 128 pounds. Kaie's face, although still youthful in appearance, still shows the adulthood she carries around with her. Just above her pure-red lips, and between the two reddish brown beads that are her eyes stands a short and sharply-formed nose. Her natural oak-brown hair nearly reaches waist-length, and is generally kept in a basic pony-tail to ensure it won't obstruct her sight in any way. The two fringes of hair that are still allowed to freely sway back and forth, are a pale-blonde colour, and are only tucked behind the ears whenever a battle is approaching.
The pale skin that is wrapped around the woman's fragile bone-structure, is decorated with varying scars that were obtained through hardship and long lasting travels. The most notable one is that of a vaguely teeth-shaped mark near her neck, though Kaie does her best to ensure this permanently engraved scar is hidden from public view. For it is an obvious indication of her true being.
{Clothing/Armour}
Kaie has proved to be a fan of a mixed armour that encourages free-movement, but will also provide protect from the most basic of hostile attacks. Her footwear, kneecaps, shoulders, and lower-arms are all encased in tough leather, and decorated with strong steel plates. Some of them could even be used to inflict flesh-wounds on enemies, should they come too close. The woman's torso, waist, and part of her upper-legs are clothed in a beautifully decorated attire. The corset that wraps around the torso has only been slightly reinforced, but still allows free movement when necessary. The large belt that clings onto Kaie's waist, carries the sheath in which the female Breton is able to carry her most precious edged-weapon. Because of her true being, Kaie wear a large, black cloak that provides a slight protection from natural heat/lighting, as well as hide her presence when need be.
This lean, yet somewhat athletically build Breton stands a proud fighter. Her height reaches a rough 5'6" feet, with an average weight of 128 pounds. Kaie's face, although still youthful in appearance, still shows the adulthood she carries around with her. Just above her pure-red lips, and between the two reddish brown beads that are her eyes stands a short and sharply-formed nose. Her natural oak-brown hair nearly reaches waist-length, and is generally kept in a basic pony-tail to ensure it won't obstruct her sight in any way. The two fringes of hair that are still allowed to freely sway back and forth, are a pale-blonde colour, and are only tucked behind the ears whenever a battle is approaching.
The pale skin that is wrapped around the woman's fragile bone-structure, is decorated with varying scars that were obtained through hardship and long lasting travels. The most notable one is that of a vaguely teeth-shaped mark near her neck, though Kaie does her best to ensure this permanently engraved scar is hidden from public view. For it is an obvious indication of her true being.
{Clothing/Armour}
Kaie has proved to be a fan of a mixed armour that encourages free-movement, but will also provide protect from the most basic of hostile attacks. Her footwear, kneecaps, shoulders, and lower-arms are all encased in tough leather, and decorated with strong steel plates. Some of them could even be used to inflict flesh-wounds on enemies, should they come too close. The woman's torso, waist, and part of her upper-legs are clothed in a beautifully decorated attire. The corset that wraps around the torso has only been slightly reinforced, but still allows free movement when necessary. The large belt that clings onto Kaie's waist, carries the sheath in which the female Breton is able to carry her most precious edged-weapon. Because of her true being, Kaie wear a large, black cloak that provides a slight protection from natural heat/lighting, as well as hide her presence when need be.
~{Mentality}~
{Personality}
Kaie is generally calm, and prefers to stay on the side-line of every-day life. Her reserved attitude and careful approach with everything she encounters, is due to the fact that it is better to hide the being she truly is. In rare cases, her soft and light-hearted voice is heard. But this isn't unless the woman feels that her thoughts may actually add to the current dilemma.
The female Breton's love for Tamriel's history, is what keeps her motivated to continue the path she now follows. But so does the insignificant hatred she grew against the Dark Brotherhood. Then again, who doesn't have some form of hatred for this gloomy faction. Her greatest wish is to avenge the death of her mentor, who was slain by one those blood-stained rats.
Because of what she is, and the manner in which she clumsily handles civilized interactions. Kaie is often glared at, and evaded at best. People don't seem to be interested in approaching her, nor does she feel the urge to approach them. It is often why the woman travels alone. Afraid of being discovered and possibly slain on the spot...
Kaie is too troubled with her own affairs, to even care much about this supposed conflict that issilently brawled out between The Aldmeri Dominion, and The Empire. Really, her reason of joining the four others that are with The Dominion's assembled group is purely selfish. And not one, associated with honouring and protecting her nation.
Kaie is generally calm, and prefers to stay on the side-line of every-day life. Her reserved attitude and careful approach with everything she encounters, is due to the fact that it is better to hide the being she truly is. In rare cases, her soft and light-hearted voice is heard. But this isn't unless the woman feels that her thoughts may actually add to the current dilemma.
The female Breton's love for Tamriel's history, is what keeps her motivated to continue the path she now follows. But so does the insignificant hatred she grew against the Dark Brotherhood. Then again, who doesn't have some form of hatred for this gloomy faction. Her greatest wish is to avenge the death of her mentor, who was slain by one those blood-stained rats.
Because of what she is, and the manner in which she clumsily handles civilized interactions. Kaie is often glared at, and evaded at best. People don't seem to be interested in approaching her, nor does she feel the urge to approach them. It is often why the woman travels alone. Afraid of being discovered and possibly slain on the spot...
Kaie is too troubled with her own affairs, to even care much about this supposed conflict that is
~{Ability Statistics}~
{Chosen weapon}
Kaie's weapon of choice is the short sword she received from her mentor. Although it has received its punishment through combat and repairs. It is still durable enough for her to use it efficiently.
{Skills}
Kaie is well-trained in the art of one-handed combat. More specifically, swords. Although not her preferred method, she has the ability to sneak, and pick her way through average locks. If need be, Kaie is also able to use the abilities she gained through her 'change'.
{Weaknesses}
It shouldn't be a surprise that Kaie is prone to sunlight, or any type of natural heat/lighting. (The reason why she keeps herself hidden underneath a cloak, or within the shadows.) It also goes without saying that fire based magic is also included. Other than those, the woman is at a major disadvantage when dealing with long-ranged enemies, due to having been trained in close-ranged combat only.
Kaie's weapon of choice is the short sword she received from her mentor. Although it has received its punishment through combat and repairs. It is still durable enough for her to use it efficiently.
{Skills}
Kaie is well-trained in the art of one-handed combat. More specifically, swords. Although not her preferred method, she has the ability to sneak, and pick her way through average locks. If need be, Kaie is also able to use the abilities she gained through her 'change'.
{Weaknesses}
It shouldn't be a surprise that Kaie is prone to sunlight, or any type of natural heat/lighting. (The reason why she keeps herself hidden underneath a cloak, or within the shadows.) It also goes without saying that fire based magic is also included. Other than those, the woman is at a major disadvantage when dealing with long-ranged enemies, due to having been trained in close-ranged combat only.
~{Personal Background}~
{Biography}
~{Raised in the wilderness}~
Born to unknown parents, a young Breton baby was found in the few coastal forests that inhabit the land of High Rock. The one who found the infant was a Breton hermit, ex-scholar, and retired soldier who went by the name of 'Alain Hawksley'. Finding no clue about the whereabouts of this child's biological parents, the man took the baby with him and had decided to care for it.
The little one would not die today. It would be raised into a fine young girl, and be taught many things. Alain had named the young Breton girl 'Kaie Hawksley.'. As Kaie aged with the years, she was schooled in Tamriel's history. And was taught how to wield a blade, and protect herself from the many dangers that were yet to come.
~{A chain of events, adapting to a lone lifestyle}~
Years passed, and Kaie became most adapt at wielding the sword. During the many tasks that she was given by her mentor, the now young woman had proved to be resourceful in both head-on combat, as well as approaching enemies without a sound. Albeit she would be scolded for yet again, failing to bring the appropriate amount of miscellaneous herbs and whatnot. Alain couldn't be more proud of Kaie's natural talent of quickly adapting to new situations.
And it continued in this manner until Kaie had reached adulthood. Only a few weeks after her twentieth year, the young Breton was ordered for a final task. She was to bring a vampire's blood to give to her mentor. Why this particular creature was unknown to her. And questioning her mentor's motivation was none of the given options, and with the task fresh in mind, Kaie set out to the nearest cave-system that was known to be crawling with the blood-sucking beasts.
After navigating her way through the natural maze, and a tough fight. Kaie found herself lying just outside of the cave, blood flowing from the wound that had been made on her neck. The woman foolishly assumed it was a stab-wound, and quickly cut of the bleeding and bandaged the wound before heading back to her mentor's home. But Kaie was not the only one who had to endure a critical struggle...
Upon returning home, the young Breton found the place in shambles. Scrolls, books, and vials were tossed around as if a rough wind had passed through the cottage. Exploring a bit further, Kaie was greeted by a most horrific image of blood-stains, and a near-dead Alain. The old man was bleeding severely, and it was most obvious that he would not see another day.
With rushed attempts to help her mentor, Kaie was suddenly halted by a large hand that reached for hers. Her mentor did not wish to be helped. He had seen in her eyes something was wrong with his beloved student, and knew exactly what had happened. The man was unable to mutter any clear words, besides the name of the people who were to blame for his approaching death. 'The Dark Brotherhood.'.
And then the man... passed away. Leaving his student with more questions than answers. After giving Alain the burial he deserved, Kaie had prepared to set out for herself. Only one goal in mind, to exact revenge on the men that killed her mentor...
~{Years pass, The Dominion's demands}~
The rest of Kaie's years were spend learning to live with her new being. She did not bother to find a cure, even if some people shunned her for her appearance. All that mattered was her revenge. The Dark Brotherhood would pay for the death of her mentor. Not in gold, but with their very own cursed blood. 'Twas tough, but before she had decided to join the team that had been assembled by the Aldmeri Dominion, Kaie had managed to eliminate a handful of Dark Brotherhood members.
But now, it appears the Dark Brotherhood is taking notice of the killings.Not that all of those members mattered. Kaie has chosen to join The Aldmeri Dominion's assembled group that will be send out to collect keys of some sort. Not that the Breton is interested in this, as long as she is able to travel in a group for the time being. At least until the Dark Brotherhood is off her tail...
~{Raised in the wilderness}~
Born to unknown parents, a young Breton baby was found in the few coastal forests that inhabit the land of High Rock. The one who found the infant was a Breton hermit, ex-scholar, and retired soldier who went by the name of 'Alain Hawksley'. Finding no clue about the whereabouts of this child's biological parents, the man took the baby with him and had decided to care for it.
The little one would not die today. It would be raised into a fine young girl, and be taught many things. Alain had named the young Breton girl 'Kaie Hawksley.'. As Kaie aged with the years, she was schooled in Tamriel's history. And was taught how to wield a blade, and protect herself from the many dangers that were yet to come.
~{A chain of events, adapting to a lone lifestyle}~
Years passed, and Kaie became most adapt at wielding the sword. During the many tasks that she was given by her mentor, the now young woman had proved to be resourceful in both head-on combat, as well as approaching enemies without a sound. Albeit she would be scolded for yet again, failing to bring the appropriate amount of miscellaneous herbs and whatnot. Alain couldn't be more proud of Kaie's natural talent of quickly adapting to new situations.
And it continued in this manner until Kaie had reached adulthood. Only a few weeks after her twentieth year, the young Breton was ordered for a final task. She was to bring a vampire's blood to give to her mentor. Why this particular creature was unknown to her. And questioning her mentor's motivation was none of the given options, and with the task fresh in mind, Kaie set out to the nearest cave-system that was known to be crawling with the blood-sucking beasts.
After navigating her way through the natural maze, and a tough fight. Kaie found herself lying just outside of the cave, blood flowing from the wound that had been made on her neck. The woman foolishly assumed it was a stab-wound, and quickly cut of the bleeding and bandaged the wound before heading back to her mentor's home. But Kaie was not the only one who had to endure a critical struggle...
Upon returning home, the young Breton found the place in shambles. Scrolls, books, and vials were tossed around as if a rough wind had passed through the cottage. Exploring a bit further, Kaie was greeted by a most horrific image of blood-stains, and a near-dead Alain. The old man was bleeding severely, and it was most obvious that he would not see another day.
With rushed attempts to help her mentor, Kaie was suddenly halted by a large hand that reached for hers. Her mentor did not wish to be helped. He had seen in her eyes something was wrong with his beloved student, and knew exactly what had happened. The man was unable to mutter any clear words, besides the name of the people who were to blame for his approaching death. 'The Dark Brotherhood.'.
And then the man... passed away. Leaving his student with more questions than answers. After giving Alain the burial he deserved, Kaie had prepared to set out for herself. Only one goal in mind, to exact revenge on the men that killed her mentor...
~{Years pass, The Dominion's demands}~
The rest of Kaie's years were spend learning to live with her new being. She did not bother to find a cure, even if some people shunned her for her appearance. All that mattered was her revenge. The Dark Brotherhood would pay for the death of her mentor. Not in gold, but with their very own cursed blood. 'Twas tough, but before she had decided to join the team that had been assembled by the Aldmeri Dominion, Kaie had managed to eliminate a handful of Dark Brotherhood members.
But now, it appears the Dark Brotherhood is taking notice of the killings.