She has Violet eyes, fair skin, coral pink lips and Silvery blond hair. She travels from town to town. Long bow and bladed arrows slung accross her back. An ornate, slender scimitar strapped at her hip and throwing knives in her boots and various pockets. She wears chestnut brown, padded leather armor and a long black cloak. She rides a black horse, strong and swift.
She has no place to call home. She was an orphan found wandering on the streets of a far off city and then taken in by a blademaster. Kill without question, is the code she was taught.
She makes a living as a bounty hunter. She lives not for the gold that jingles in her saddlebags, but the thrill of the hunt. The thrill of the Kill.