Name: Ember
Race: A human, created from the blood of a (now deceased) fallen angel.
Age: 20 years old
Appearance: Slender, wide blue-grey eyes, shocking blonde hair just shorter than shoulder-length, choppy styled. Commonly wears black cargo trousers and matching coloured spaghetti-string top, tight fitting. Scars along her left arm and on her stomach. A tattoo on the inside of one wrist: a blue angel's wing surrounding my swirling ice. A reflective tattoo on the other inner wrist: an orange/red angel's wing surrounded by swirling fire. Both tattoos are smaller than a credit card.
Occupation: Fighter for hire. Travels from place to place, a free agent for whoever pays highest. Has a sizeable amount of money, as previous clients have bid high for her services in creature/person slaughter, defence/protection and training/tutorship.
Special abilities: Stealth. Years of living and fighting unseen has taught Ember to become light-footed, silent in breathing and quick, unhesitant strikes. Combination of self-defence skills and parkour/free-running qualities. Communication/understanding with certain creatures, usually the strange or dangerous. However, this is unpredictable and completely self-taught - more like a luck, rather than solid ability.
Weapons/styles: As above. Carries on her person: A small dagger, hand-made from a sharp slice of metal with a plastic and ribbon handle. Carries a small point of clear quartz, touched with the blood of some of her kills (has been told it will become of critical importance at some point).
Bio/story: Was engineered/created by a fallen angel using his own blood as a catalyst. He planned to create another angel, but Ember was made (as his age, 18). He taught her to fight, gave her a crystal of possible importance or usefullness, tried to train her for his own means. When he realised she was a human, he cast her away, sparing her life due to his own laziness.
Thrown into this existence, Ember travels from street to street, town to town, city to city. She new she needed some sort of job when she was scrounging for food in dumpsters. Becoming a fighter/bodyguard for hire, some people began to fear her, others just hated or avoided her. Now 20, she does not speak at all in the prescence of those she doesn't trust or feel she will be able to, and for that, most people sadly don't give her a chance. Most definitely a very dirty, very hidden diamond, shoved into the rough.
Sorry if it's too long, I really get into it!
