Kiarla

Information

Player: Soree

Character Full Name: Kiarla [Last name Omitted (Check History)]

Character In-Game Name: Kiarla

Nickname(s): Kia, Stabby.

Association(s): -

Race: Human

Class: Rogue

Skills and Abilities: Her skills are basic as to swordplay, though she is nimble, and light footed. Her speed more than compensates for her lack of strength in battle.

Age: 27

Sex: Female

Hair: Black

Eyes: Hazel

Weight: 125 lbs

Height: 5'5"

Appearance

Usual Garments/Armor: Nimble green leather armor, and a Gnomish goggle monocle

Other: Uses two blades, one on her back; and one strapped to her waist.

Personality

Alignment: Neutral Good

Kiarla has gone through such trauma, that battle induces a certain trance into her; the brutality that seeps into her soul slowly overcomes her untill she becomes a sheer killer. She knows this about herself, so she tries to avoid combat, if possible. Most of her combats will end in tears; as she conciders herself a monster to spill the blood of another so brutally. Outside of the battlefield, she is a child, curious and bubbly; carefree. Some concider her intense curiousity annoying, which normally leads her into conflict when she pushes people's buttons. She is fast to make friends, but will distance them when she feels herself become bloodthirsty. She has little need for physical objects, for she prefers the warmth and comfort of companionship. She boasts on her knack for drinking, being a super light weight, she will drop in no time when drinking.

History

Born in the heat of the first war, Kiarla's home of Grand Hamlet was razed; her family fled south to escape the trampling mobs of refugees heading towards the north. In the journey her siblings, and parents were brutally slaughtered by Trolls; a group of bandits intervening at the last minute to save the infant but not being able to save the others. As she grew, drenched in the blood of war, she began to develop traumatic features such as sudden fits of anger, and brutality. The bandits saw this as an act of courage and strength, and taught her how to wield the sword. What she lacked in strength, she made up for in tenacity, and speed. But she soon felt out of place, her origins unclear to her; she decides to separate from her tribe. Slavers passing through to the arena saw her as an opportunity, and captured the young girl at the age of 16. She meets another slave that went by the name of Zera'On, they quickly became friends. Zera'On helped the young woman polish her fighting skills, picking up the second sword. She spent 11 years in the arena; only recently escaping with his friend, and trainer. They both went their separate ways. Trauma never left her mind, her destructive personality is now more noticeable, especially in battle. The longer the combat draws out, the more brutal she becomes, mowing down anything that dares step across her. But inside, she is still a child, her infancy stolen from her, and replaced with bloodshed.

She inhabits any inn at wherever she is currently at.