Cass, Miss Papillion


14


Kakin Empire


April 25


Female


4'11 and 110 lbs


Thanks to her small size (Even though she hates being call little or pipsqueak) her agility is really quick due to her living near the forest back when she was little, which makes her reflexes and dodging skills handy




Her Father Cane Sword
A Wallet With a Photo of Her and Her Father
Her Father Ring


Swordsmanship - At the age of seven, her father trained Cass in the arts of the swordsman and overtime, she became quite skilled with the blade. Some may say that her fighting style closely resembles ballet dancer


Cass has small scar on her shoulder when she accidentally fall while trying to climb a tree


Cass is a graceful, well balanced and smart young lady who can be ruthless at a fight at times. Although Cass is calm by nature, deep down, she feels insecure about herself, thinking that she'll never be good hunter like her father and just feel overwhelmed but she is good at hiding it.


Forest near Ochima


Sacha Papillion - Father - Deceased
Émilie Papillion - Mother - Alive
Adelard Papillion - Older Brother - Alive
Bibi Papillion - Older Sister - Alive


From the day she was born, Cass was raised in a high class family but in her late infancy, she was raised by her father in a cabin in the forest near Ochima. Through her days, Cass used to have a somewhat happy childhood, her and her father used to do everything together, cooking, playing in the forest, stargazing, normal daughter and father stuff. Cass always looks up to her father, often listening to his stories back when he was a hunter and Cass hopes that one day she will become a hunter like him someday!

Tragedy struck however, when Cass's father passed away from a deadly illness, she had to move to her mother that haven't met in the Kakin Empire. Cass starts to feel alienated by her rich family, they often force her to be someone that she doesn't want to be.

After years of depression and exhaustion from her family, by the age of ten, Cass finally had enough of the miserable rich life and ran away from home, never seeing her mother ever again! Cass enters the license exam and barely passes it with flying colors (although the colors are beat up and tired) and becomes a full-fledged hunter and ready to make her father proud everyday!


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Informal or Preferred Name
Shei

Age
16

Birth Place
Republic of Rokario

Birth Date
7th of November

Gender or Preferred Pronouns
she/her

Height & Weight
163 cm and 52 kg

Notable Physical Attributes
Focus. Compared to others, Shei finds it easier to get ‘in the zone’ for any given activity. She’s capable of incredible concentration, which helps her with everything from learning to hyper-analyzing enemy weaknesses to escaping in a pinch. When in danger or under great pressure, she will instinctively begin processing information so quickly, that time will slow down for her. She is so familiar with this focused state of mind that she can slip into it on command – though for very brief periods. When it happens spontaneously, it tends to last longer. The more intense and longer her periods of concentration, the more tired will she be afterwards. It is because of this that meditating to develop Nen has come to her with ease.

Related to her inborn ability, Shei has learned to fall asleep in under a minute, and always wakes up clearheaded. She also has her senses attuned to danger when asleep, and will be up the moment something is off. She’s also pretty great at faking being asleep or unconscious.



Weapons or Equipment

• A pair of tonfas. She uses this to fight, enveloping them with nen if necessary.
• A straight-flying boomerang. Her option for range combat, enveloping it with nen if needed.
• A utility knife. Sheathed in her belt, which has some empty pouches hanging from it.
• A mask. The last mask she made under the apprenticeship of a master crafter. Carved out of wood and painted over. This is what she wears as a condition for her Hatsu.
• A backpack. This is what she uses to store things acquired on the road. Currently contains a spool of rope, a bottle of water, a first-aid kit, and a small amount of physical money (little enough that she won’t mind it getting stolen).
• Her hunter’s license. Worn in an inner pocket of her shirt.

Trained Skills or Knowledge
Mask making. Shei has spent the earlier parts of her life apprenticing under a master crafter, and if a hunter (her master) hadn’t happened to meet her, she would have likely continued on the path of handcrafting. In general, this makes her quite dexterous. She is also an expert when it comes to evaluating the quality and make of masks, and to a lesser extent, of other similar items as well.

Combat. From a young age, she has learned a ritualized variant of hand-to-hand combat that was performed in the form of a slow-moving exercise (similar to tai-chi), which she refined under her master’s guidance. She is also proficient with her tonfas and boomerang.

Scouting and Information management. Expanding upon her natural focus, she has become excellent at noticing minor signs, environmental changes, and other oddities, and as such, is great at tracking, information gathering, and analyzing that information.

Basic survival. She knows enough to survive in the wilderness, even if it’s a largely unfamiliar territory to her. Under the guidance of her master, she has been exposed to a variety of landscapes, such as forests, mountains, the desert et cetera. So, she knows how to build shelter, find food and water, and navigate the environment. She can find her way around an unfamiliar cityscape as well.

Basic first aid. She knows how to treat wounds, burns, hypothermia, frostbite, dehydration, bandage various appendages, and stabilize broken bones. She could probably provide a very basic, emergency suture.

Notable Scars or Physical Appearance Traits
Shei has rough, worn hands, with many little cuts on them. Her nails are clipped short, as she doesn’t want them getting snagged on things.

A few scars here and there from her training and life as a hunter, but nothing major.

Personality
A lively, adventurous girl, who’s opened up a lot since becoming a hunter. Shei’s curious, with many things catching her interest, so can be a bit whimsical and sometimes noncommittal. Though for the few things (or people) that she deeply cares for, she will show her serious, dedicated, meticulous side. She smiles often, and enjoys meeting new people, but despite her generally pleasant attitude, she doesn’t trust easily. She tends to hide her wariness beneath a carefree mask, because she’s learned that if people misjudge her as naïve, they tend to show their true colours.

Past Affiliations or Experience
Republic of Rokario
Crafters' Association
Heaven's Arena

Notable Relations
Tiay Vivem. Her grandfather and the mask crafter she apprenticed under before beginning her hunter training.

Lam Nu. Her non-biological mother, whom she loves dearly.

Hushed. Her master, a two-star hunter. An oddly named, mysterious hunter with who was willing to take on an unknown girl as their apprentice, simply because they recognized that she was subconsciously beginning to use nen when crafting masks – so did her grandfather, in fact, but obviously, the old man wouldn’t benefit from their training. Shei believes they allowed her to travel with them and learn under them mainly as a curiosity and an experiment. Since teaching her about Nen, they've gone off on their own, who knows where.

Zena Vivem. Her biological mother, deceased.

Qin Vivem. Her father, deceased.

General History
Shei was born in a small, rural town, which bordered on a vast patch of forest which ascended into a nearby mountain range. She was raised by her parents until she was about four, and has a scant few memories of them. As far as she knows, they’ve both died in an accident while on a business trip. Afterwards, she was raised by a friend of her mothers, Lam Nu, whom she eventually came to consider as her mother as well. She was also taken under the care of her grandparent, under the influence of whom she learned the art of mask making from a young age. In fact, she’d begun helping him with small tasks as soon as she could wield a knife – under his careful supervision and instructions, of course.

Even when young, she was an active girl, enjoying exploring the forest and the mountains. She begged for trips to other places often, though she never did get to leave the Republic in those few years. She joined a group of performers, from whom she learned the basics of combat – though she did not quite grasp initially that the moves she practiced had such applications. She was told that their art descended from a militant practice, of course, but she fully learned how true this was only later on.

Her life until she was about 13 years of age continued normally, being schooled, learning from her grandfather, and enjoying her hobbies. Then, one day, a hunter arrived to their town, and came into her grandfather’s shop while they were there. They seemed terribly intent on some of their masks, though their tastes didn’t seem to have anything to do with aesthetics. They insisted on inspecting all their wares themselves, and asked if they could observe the crafting process. Reluctant, but honored by the respect showed, her grandfather allowed it. This was when the stranger proclaimed to Shei that she could become a hunter.

Naturally, she’d been aware of the existence of hunters, but she’d never before considered it as a profession. But those words were enough to change the world for her. She immediately insisted that she wanted to become this hunter’s apprentice. Of course, her mother and grandfather opposed initially. It took perhaps a month of dedicated effort on her part, and various reassurances and such on the hunter’s part, before she was allowed to leave. From then on, she accompanied Hushed for the following two years, whom tutored her on the remainders of her elementary schooling. But more importantly, they taught her how to fight, hunt, and survive.

After two years, they deemed her ready to take the hunter’s exam; she was, and she passed. Then, they told her of Nen, and explained that seeing her imbue her aura subconsciously while apprenticing under her grandfather made them intrigued enough to agree to take her on as an apprentice when she showed the determination to become one. She accompanied Hushed a year more, to learn all the basics of Nen that they deemed necessary. It was not long after they parted ways that she received the letter from The White Tiger, and decided to accept the mission.

Informal or Preferred Name-
Kirche

Age-
19

Birth Place-
Meteor City

Birth Date-
12/25 (She claims)

Gender Or Preferred Pronoun-
Female

Height & Weight-
5’6”, 120 lbs.

Notable Physical Attributes-
Good Kid: Kirche was born looking like a “good kid”. This led to people being abnormally predisposed to trusting, liking, and to some extents even taking care of her. If not for this trait, she would likely have died on the streets of Meteor City before her life even began.

Impeccable Hearing: Kirche gained the ability to hear incredibly well growing up in Meteor City. Before you can see someone, the best way to detect them is through sound. This helped her to avoid conflict on the streets as she learned to listen well and pick out sounds that meant danger from ambient noise.

Athlete: Running, jumping, and climbing are important tools needed to escape danger if you find yourself in trouble. If her hearing failed, the ability to bail quickly was another important skill to master.


Weapons or Equipment-
A bag, large enough to produce a gift from.

Her Hunter’s License.

Trained Skills or Knowledge-
Pawn Star: While becoming proficient with Gyo has assisted her in identifying items made by Nen geniuses, she has an overall fantastic knowledge of what is and is not valuable which she learned over years of conversing with the local pawn shop owner in Meteor City. Being able to judge trash from art is often the difference between eating and not.

Chef de Cuisine: Learning to make your own meals is par for the course for any street rat, but after leaving Meteor City and improving her quality of living, she’s gained a lot of skill in the kitchen. Currently she is on par with a head chef at a nice restaurant, though not necessarily as good as a competent Gourmet Hunter.

Intellectual Persuasionist: A large part of her likability comes from her appearance, but she has further honed her persuasive abilities with her words and actions. She is excellent at getting her way, although some people certainly cannot be reasoned with. She excels especially at bargaining, befriending, and conflict avoidance.

Notable Scars or Physical Appearance Traits-
Underneath her usual maid outfit, much of her body is covered in old scars, proof of difficult lessons learned on the streets of Meteor City before she learned how to survive. She keeps most of them covered up as she doesn’t like to talk about it.

Notable Personality Traits/Personality-
Though seemingly kind, she has been somewhat hardened by her experiences in Meteor City. While most children that grew up on those streets learned to cope through violence, she learned to talk her way out of trouble and run away when she couldn’t. Her Hatsu “Present For You” is a manifestation of her reliance on others, and her need to make people fight for her instead of doing it herself. Her gift-giving started when she found that she could wrap up junk and give it to people, and her “good kid” looks would have them interpret it as the good will of a sweet orphan. Just like that, giving people any old junk got them on her side, and she could sic her new friends on those that wronged her.

Though she has grown as a person since then, trying to learn to treasure her bonds rather than use people, she still has a penchant for manipulation. Her desire to become truly close to others, however, manifests in her Hatsu “Hand-Me-Downs,” where the true depth of her bonds bear fruit. She’s usually outgoing and friendly with others, but has a lot of trouble talking about anything deep, especially in regards to herself. Because of this, it is easy for one to write her off as “fake” and “shallow”.

Past Affiliations or Experience-
Meteor City

The Hunter Association

The Bull Market

Notable Relations-
Old Man Yorki: The middle-aged man who runs Meteor City’s ‘Crater Pawn’. He was the first adult to extend his kindness to Kirche, who was abandoned by her parents when she was very little. He taught her a lot about identifying antiques and quality items, and always gave her a good price on her dumpster dives. While seemingly gruff and reluctant to help, his actions tell a very different story about his kind heart.

Marie Coarseblood: The Hunter who taught Kirche the basics of Nen. At first she despised Kirche for seemingly manipulating her way into a job at her low level of experience, but she quickly discovered that the contractor was simply a moron. Not wanting the kid or any of the other Hunters to die due to this incompetence, Marie had to train Kirche quickly and forcefully awoke her aura nodes. Due to her exceptional experience as a Hunter, this Initiation did not result in too many negative side effects, and by the end of the job Kirche was able to defend herself.

General History-
Kirche’s first memory is crying in front of Crater Pawn. She was three or four, and everything before that was exceedingly hazy. Old Man Yorki took her in for a while, grumbling as he fed her, and told her that she was racking up a tab. Not knowing where to go or what to do, Yorki told her to find ‘interesting junk’ and steer clear of street toughs. He showed her a few places she’d be unlikely to be bothered, and told her to get to work.

Kirche dove through garbage all day, and came back with bags full of things she thought were interesting. Her heart sank when the old man tossed most of the things she had found right back in the bin, but alighting on her final find, a small vase, a smile cracked through his otherwise grim visage.

“Is good. Good find, devochka. I will pay for this,” he growled, seemingly pleased.

From that point on, he taught her even more about how to spot valuable things. She began bringing back more stuff, and more of it was being accepted. She needed to expand her search, however, because leads were drying up. She began to look in more dangerous places, trying to avoid the violent ire of the average Meteor City street rat. She honed her abilities in speaking and conflict avoidance in this way, but it wouldn’t always work. Some days, she’d come home beaten and bloody, with no items to show for it. These were the worst days, but still Yorki offered her soup and a pat on the head.

“Can’t be avoided. Piz’duk sons of goats. We call it training day, da? Is no charge.”

Soon after she started getting beaten, she began giving presents to a few of the people who helped her out. She was a good kid, after all. Nothing expensive. Nothing she would ever bring to Yorki. But it’s the thought that counts, and it was enough to get people in the parts of town that she usually wandered on her side. When she was in trouble, she would call out, and soon have a small army to help her. She relished in watching her harassers be beaten. She enjoyed having others crush them into the dirt for her.

Eventually, she made enough money to pay back Yorki, and then some. She had gathered enough savings to begin her journey to become a Hunter, something that Yorki admired and said that he always wanted to do when he was younger. Hunters were loved. Hunters were famous. Hunters had benefits, and scarcely had to worry about money.

Hunters could go wherever they wanted.

She spent her last night in Meteor City examining the vase that she had brought Yorki on her first dive. She’d consulted many manuals over the years, wondering how much it was really worth, but all signs pointed to one thing:

“Is worthless. Da. But worth many for Kirche. You need confidence boost on that day. Objective value good! Books can teach. You make money. But… value of thing in heart? Is good too. You not forget true power of treasure.”

As she was leaving the next day, the people she had given junk to wrapped like a present all showed up with gifts of their own. Traveling supplies, food, clothes…

The junk was meant to manipulate them, but each of those people truly valued the trash she had given them. She left Meteor City in tears, wondering if she could be a better person.

During the Hunter Exam, she tried to rely on her own power, but it was obvious she was too weak to make it the whole way. In the end, she made alliances, stabbed a few people in the back, lied, cheated, and stole to get her license. She finally held it in her hand, but it felt undeserved. Though her victory was hollow, the benefits of the license were real. She was quickly offered a job by a man who had taken a liking to her, and unbeknownst to her, her “good kid” status had worked against her this time.

It was a long job: an expedition in the Republic of Padokea. They were to explore an immense forest and report their findings. Kirche, who could not use Nen, was hired muscle for the experienced biologists and cartographers. She came into contact with poachers in the area and, because she couldn’t hide her presence, she was followed back to camp where many Hunters were nearly killed. Kirche, herself, sustained serious bodily injury. Marie, an experienced Hunter, was outraged and demanded Kirche be taken off the job. Due to the nature of the work, however, this was impossible for the moment. Slowly Marie began to understand the truth of the situation, and reluctantly trained Kirche when she got better. The two parted on good terms, sharing an awkward laugh about their employer, but it was clear to Kirche that she couldn’t only rely on others. She had to become strong enough to back them up. She couldn’t backslide anymore like during the Hunter Exam. She had to be better.

Years later, after working mostly on basic and advanced techniques (and actually developing two Hatsu), she was making money in Yorknew City’s Bull Market by bargaining, buying low, and selling high. Though she was able to live somewhat comfortably, she was still wasting away in a stifling city. A Hunter, she thought, should never stay in one place for too long. It was then that she received a letter that seemed to promise the adventure that she was seeking.

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No One Together