Name: Daeris Mormerileth
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Race: Dark Elf
Class: Assassin
Personality:
Daeris is the kind that acts quick, for the faster things go, the better it seems. She isn't sweet or nice, she rather trusts her weapons than the different races, perhaps this is because of her background, and perhaps this is just the way she sees the world. Although, somehow she trusts those whom she ventures with into the world. Even if it isn't with a full 100%. She is quite independent if she must, and wouldn't hesitate to rip someones limbs from their body, just to see the poor fellow beg for his death.
Brief Backstory:
Daeris is one of few, whom hate her own race, for she was a mere slave, sold by her own parents once she was born and raised in the darkest pits, deep in the underground world. She wasn't sold to a mere slaver whom would trust her to a family, no she was sold to a slaver of blood and glory. Although she was bought to clean the cells of the warriors, and to please her master, she was more interested in the way of the blade. A sword would be to heavy for her, but she would be able to learn from these warriors with ease. So she watched, from the inside, how these warriors fought, how they trained, and came back death... One by one they fell against verocious beasts, just for the fun of it, and when the master lost all his warriors, he just bought new ones, although these were weak, mindless cowards, he still trained them.
Although Daeris waited all these years to escape, from the abusive selfless master, she still enjoyed being around that dark pit, for these men fought with grace. but once the fifth group had landed in the pit, she knew things wouldn't change... The master would buy new recruits each time over and over again, just because he had the coins to do so. When Daeris had enough of this, she knew that it was time to escape, kill the master and save the new found slaves. She started her plan, took two simple daggers from the weapon-depot and hid them in her sleeves. As the master made his way to her cell, she knew this was her chance to strike, and so she did. With ease she slit the trought of the man, and ran for her life. Within her rush, she forgot about the slaves, and escaped all by herself, although what she did take with her was enough coin to start her new life. From that day forward, she was no longer a mere slave, she was a living being, and she gave herself the name Daeris Mormerileth. From that day, she started her own life, and a new adventure.
Equipment:
Daeris wears simple leather armor, making her able to move around freelly with her body. Although each piece of her armor, contains a small secret.
Her weapons of choice are simple, two daggers, although longer that ussual daggers, a belt filled with throwing knives, and poison.
Abilities:
Daeris is swift on her feet, which makes her deadlier than most foes. And as swift as she is, as sillent as she can walk to get behind her prey, as for climbing, she knows how to get up and down with ease. Although her strenght is weak, she still knows how to attack on multiple spots before being hit.
But don't get to excited once you get her, for she still has some dirty tricks up her sleeves.
Mayadere