AFFILIATION

Alignment: Hero

Team: Sentinels

VITAL STATS

Strength: Standard

Agility: Superior

Mind: Standard

Body: Weak

RECORD

Personal Wins: 0

Personal Losses: 2

Thandrin

Death approaches on silent wings, unforseeable. So do I move,cloaked in shadows of silence, clouded in the Darkest Fog, my blade tensed for blood. ~My name is Tabitha Rain, assassin, martial artist, arcane initiate, alone. I had a life before, on Kythorn, the planet of Mist. My life was as every childs, learning the art of Silent Death. Kythian Mist-Lords had always decreed that we of Kythorn be hired blades, a skill that our people have longed prided ourselves on. ~Our choice of profession had long made our peoples hated among our quadrant of the universe. Our world was vastly infertile with little room for cultivation or farming. So we turned to our skill for life, by causing death. Until one day, a Kerlandian Warlord decided that our race was far too troublesome, dangerous. ~My home planet remains to this day, but not my people. Only those who were away from the planet or sufficently skilled enough survived. My people, once a powerful race, reduced to a rare, effective commodity.~Now I live alone, isolated on Khazan, doing whatever oddjob I can to keep me alive.

It is difficult for a Kythian to stay alive here in Khazan, for we are made out to be avage beast by those who fear us. The ignorance and prejudice of others cloud their view of how proper, dignified and civil Kythians truly are. No, all they can see is our pride in our fighting and stealth prowess. ~I guess I make do, I flat out refused offers from the Reavers because of their methods. The Syndicate was no less appealing because of their cutthroat nature and underhanded dealings. Nor would I go to the destruction loving Fallen or the law bound Sentinels. If I had to survive, I would not bend to the whims of others codes. I had to do what I knew best and work alone.

Darkness Shroud

     Smoke Screen: Superior

A Kythian is born with certain innate power, in varied degree. One of these powers is to manipulate the impenetrable Darkness that absosbs sound. By controlling this Shroud, the Hunter effectively robs the prey of his prime senses.~It is through the power of the Shroud that a Kythian's prowess stems. Living in the natural Shroud acclimates us to its nature, working it to our advantage, even taking the awarness of the target. Silent and blanketed, I stalk, eager and ready to wet my blade.

Shrouded Leap

     Teleportation: Superior

Cloaked in the Shroud, a Kythian may traverse freely through their jumps. Vanishing in a puff and reappearing bringing with us the Shroud that is our powers. ~In our Darkness, should you find yourself, prepare for your demise. Run if you can, hope that my skill has dulled, for you shall soon find my blade bursting through your chest, and death will wait with open arms.

Its the Ladies Choice

     Slicing Attack: Standard

Hey little buyer with the cash to burn. I am selling service you cannot return. Take me off the shelf and for work you cannot do yourself. Once you search the whole collection, shake your wallet in my direction.~The Prettiest blade you ever will see, attached to my arm and sharp it be. Shop around but darling you'll see, this blade is MY choice.

Mist Master

     Sword Master: Standard

I am the killer with an unrecognizable face, I'm there in a flash and gone with no trace. I am that who when you call 'who is there'. My Blade is the wind scalping your hair. ~Before my dance you shall fall, above my skill there is none at all. Your life is mine to cut at will, and your soul will be in Death and your body ever still.

Mist of Kythorn

     Smoke Screen: Standard

The Second Shroud, an impenetrable, sight obscuring mist. If the First Shroud is enough to scare you shitless, beware of the Second. A different trait is carried within it, more deadly than my leap.~What will you think, I wonder as you ensrouded in Darkness and Mist? Will that human chill ascend your spine, a foretelling of your doom? Or will you know that Death awaits you to need two layers of Sight deprivation? What you think is your choice, but your life is different matter.

Constant Vigilance

     Environmental Awareness: Superior

A old, paranoid man once barked this to me. Constant Vigilance, always be aware of your surrondings. Even if my Sight and hearing are limited within my veils, I still know. The ground tells me where you are, and I know.~I know where you are, I can feel your panicked breath as you cower and pray. I pity the fool who would try and resist, or blind me in turn. Remember 'CONSTANT VIGILANCE!'

Lethargic Breath

     Paralysis: Standard

• Auto-Hit Attack
• Double Damage to l3v:Arcane Lore

My Mists carry a weapon, a strength stealing power. Your body will tense and not be your own, your limbs betray you. 'Move' you will think to yourself, but to no avail, you are in my grasp.~Lethargy steals through you as you awaiat doom, an easy victim. Swing and a hit and your blood is spilt. Job Done.