Member
Patroxclus
Name: Lux
Race/Gender: Human Female
Age: 23
Appearance: Lux is short, thin, and wiry, but from the way she moves and handles herself, it's clear that she's not feeble, physically. Her skin is quite pale, mostly due to the fact that she keeps herself almost entirely covered most days. The lower half of her face is often covered by a scarf or other sort of mask, while her shoulder length dark brown hair shrouds most of her face, save for her dark green eyes. She has a tattoo on her left cheek, reaching up to her eye, in what appear to be old Celtic designs. Her eyes are often heavily shadowed, and her ears have a number of small rings pierced through them. She bears a few scars on her face, most hidden by her scarf or hair, but one notable one crosses the bridge of her nose in plain view.
For clothing, she dresses for the wasteland, wearing mostly leathers. She has strong hiking boots, worn leather pants, a dark leather jacket over a thin black hoodie, gloves, and the aforementioned scarves. She wears goggles either around her neck or on her head, and carries a large backpack tightly strapped to her body.
Personality: Extremely quiet, in every possible way. Lux will rarely speak when she isn't spoken to, and even then she often keeps her mouth shut. Most social interaction she avoids entirely, and she's actually quite uncomfortable with regular communication with people. She does better with strangers, performing business interactions. When it comes to interaction, she gets her task done, and then leaves.
She has an undeniably savage nature, expressed in the way she prefers isolation, and how she performs with absolute certainty in dangerous situations, never flinching away from violence when she deems it necessary. She has a very grim view on the world, and any desires or hopes she might have for it have thus far been overridden by her experience, and what she's seen to be true. All that said, her actions in recent years have expressed a sort of selflessness, and she hasn't been known to bring harm to any members of "civilized" towns and settlements. In quiet moments among a group, one could often find Lux in the shadows, keeping to herself, and watching the other people interact with an intense interest. Behind that scarf, sometimes she even smiles.
Skills/Attributes:
Stealth - Lux's primary talent is the ability to avoid being seen or heard. She knows how to examine an environment, path out the quietest route, and take it. Many a wastelander has been within just a few feet of her, and never known. These talents also extend to the arts of pick-pocketing and lock-picking.
Knife-Work - That little switchblade might not look like much, but Lux puts it to frightening use when she needs to. Her strikes are lightning quick, putting multiple holes in an enemy before they even have a chance to move. She has plenty of experience with it, and knows just where to stick it to cause her target the most possible bleeding, or pain, if that's the goal.
Demolitions - She's no gunsmith, but things that go boom are well known to Lux. Various kinds of mines and grenades in particular. She almost always has a couple on hand, and she knows how to make more from spare parts she finds around the wasteland. In addition, she's quite adept at detecting and disarming traps that might be set for her or her allies.
Scavenging - Lux has an eye for valuables, and seems to know all the good hiding spots people might think to put them in. Any room that she's never been in before will receive a look-over, followed by a thorough search if she has the time. She's a little pack rat, too, and can carry loads in that backpack of hers, as well as all of her pockets. Her bartering skill could use some work, but she's not really concerned with that.
Backstory: As far as the village of Silvershaw is concerned, Lux is just a quiet girl who comes by every now and then, weighted down with a wide variety of goods from who-knows-where. After assuring them her goods weren't stolen from any friendly sources, they agreed to take them off her hands. From the outside, it looked like Lux was getting ripped off, giving away her hard earned salvage and treasures for dirt cheap, but eventually it became clear that Lux wasn't really interested in getting much in return. Sometimes, the people of the village would just find little packages of supplies dropped in the center of town, with a note pinned to it with her name.
Repeatedly Lux was offered a place within the village's walls, a steady place to stay, but Lux politely declined every time, offering no reason. She continued scavenging the area around Silvershaw, and even some further locations, returning often to check on the town. Her motives were never cleared up, but at some point the people decided it was best not to look their gift horse in the mouth. When contact was lost with the town of Oking to the south, the mayor decided to try recruiting Lux into the group, to use her skills in stealth, scouting, and general wasteland survival skills. To the village's surprise, Lux quietly agreed.