Assassin's Creed (semi-lit)

[~JellyFish~]

(Okie Dokie (: ).

[Mrs.EzioA]

Name: Rose Washburn

Age:16

Gender: Female

Faction: Assassins

History: Rose is the daughter of a high ranking nobleman and a courtesan. Left to die in the streets by her father after her mother was killed(she was three) ,ten years later she was found by the assassins who took her in as their family. In the years between being discovered and the streets Rose worked as a servant for the courtesans. She still likes to visit them as they in a way raised her. She became an able spy and assassin. She like many assassins has hardened herself to protect her family and friends.

Personality: Rose is a kind person for an assassin; she has a soft spot for the poor and the courtesans, but at the same time can be ruthless to her targets. She has somewhat of a morbid sense of humor and often laughs that the wrong time. To those who do not know her she may seem cruel and selfish, but to her friends she is unwaveringly loyal and caring. She finds herself other wondering if she had been raised by her true father would see be as happy as she is now.

Looks: Rose is a redhead with her hair always in a bun, she also has gray eyes that sometimes seem gray. She is about 5'6 and 124 Lbs. Don't let her size fool you she is quick on her feet!

Weapon: Two daggers and a bow for long distance.
Skills:

Seduction
Poison
Climbing
Knife Throwing

[Wolfsabre]

(Okay listen guys...see Quisque's post? And my post? I want the forms to look a little bit more like that. I really want this rp to be detailed and SEMI lit. There's just not really enough information. I don't mean to be picky but it is almost insulting that I put so much time into making the rp look how it does and I get forms that have little information and look like they were whipped up in less than five minutes.)

[~JellyFish~]

(It's okay, I don't find it insulting to me but I'm honestly sorry if it's probably my post.
I know how hard you've worked on this role play and I respect that so I promise I will
add a lot more detail to my forum.)

[~JellyFish~]

~ Basics ~

Name: Sofia Lee Russo.

Codename: Eagle Eye, Sharp Sting or Willow.

Gender: Female.

Age: 15.

Height Sofia is 5''8. Her father's tallness.

Faction: Assassin.

~ The Assassin Stuff ~

Weapons: Hidden blades, Vambrace, 2 throwing knives, sword, Dagger (all of them), smoke grenade,
Dagger in boot, Seeker’s Halberd, Bow and Arrow and Rope Dart.

Companion/s: Arlo: Who is an Eagle who has been Sofia's father's companion for a long time, now passed
to Sofia for her journey.

~ Looking in the Mirror (Description:) ~

Eye color: Hazel (sometimes change brown in sun light.)

Hair: Naturally straight (just under the shoulders) brown hair, sometimes dark blonde
in the sunlight. She sometimes ties it up when training. Sofia knows that her hair will get in her face so she ties it up
for the sake of not being defeated.

Skin color: A little tanned, Sometimes lighter when she is indoors for too long.

Body Structure: She's tall, thin, has good strength, very flexible, but that doesn't
mean she can't beat up anyone.

~ What's hidden on the Inside ~

Personality: Sofia is a kind, generous to the poor, hates templars and can be a child-ish girl,
but when it comes
to the templars, things get serious with her mood changing. At times Sofia can be arrogant, pushy
and bossy, but also remains quiet if the leader is around. She would never steal or kill from the poor and innocent,
never in her life would she trust a templar and most of all she would always be assistance to anyone who needed
help. She can be rough with other fellow Assassins but means well, she does not appreciate being told she is useless, different.
Also she is a sneaky but seems trust worthy to many people.

History: Sofia was born originally in Italy, Venice but move at the age of three to
Boston. Her ancestors go through many well known assassins' though on both parents side.
Her parents died when she was six years old due to templars marching in and killing them right infront
of her. Sofia Lee ran far away from her home town, ending up in the woods, shattered, bruised and broken. Her father, Draco
was well known by the Assassin's. Her mother, Marzia had always been the controlling one of the family, never in her life would
she let her children run by their own in the streets with those brutes of templars lurking about. Marzia didn't take on the family's
history of Assassins. She had a family to take care of but not the father, he continued his father's work, figuring out how to wipe
out the templars and freedom prevailed. Sofia had 4 other siblings, Her twin brother, Malik. Her older twin brother and sister, Rosia and Darim. She got on well with them
but they were sadly murdered so they wouldn't squeal to anyone about this, but they could not get Sofia in time to murder
her. Sofia kept miles away from Boston, living in the forest for a little while or so. She was found by the Assassin's, being
attacked by vicious wolves. Sofia was ever so greatful to the Assassins but they knew fine well who she was alright. They
had seen her with her father, knowing something about her seemed like an Assassin. Year went by and Sofia's hatred for the templars grew stronger each day, years of the same nightmare infact too, back 'n forth more nightmares fly in and show
innocent people being murdered at the scene. Year later, Sofia had became successful into training, learning every skill so quickly,
so fierce and determined for her abilities to improve. Her best skill was she had no
problem taking charge when told for Assassinations. Sofia sometimes prefers to go by her well known nick name, 'Willow'
but people just called her Sofia a lot when she honestly does prefer Willow.

After a couple of more years from the successful training, Sofia learns more and more about the ways of being an Assassin. She has never
killed an innocent person, nor an innocent animal unless attacked. She tries to lash out of the first templar she glares upon, but is always stopped by her other fellow Assassins,
trying to keep her anger invisible. She is very rough with her opponent in training, Most likely a lower ranked student who
needs to be shown the correct way for his/her stance to improve. Sofia hows no mercy to betrayers or templars, also
the power of anger she just throws at them and getting a quick get away so she isn't detected and followed.
She never gives in to a mission or had she never once failed but if she ever did, who knows what would happen. She is angered
by the slightest sight of a templar, it just is unbelievable for any normal human. Her patience runs thin far too quickly and always has to be taught to have more patience.

Likes: Mostly being alone, her companion, Arlo, playing funny or nasty tricks
on templars, killing templars, animals, her friends and other fellow assassins. She
does love having good memories of her family and training. Assassinating templars is her favourite though.

Dislikes: Innocent people dying, Templars, Being yelled at, Certain foods annoy her,
Certain people or fellow Assassins who possibly wind her up,
Missions failing, being caught off guard and certain Assassins.


Weakness: Loosing people she cares about, Being told off, Rushed about and hates things going not
as she plans (which is most of the time).

Skills: Hand to hand combat, melee battling, climbing up steep angles and medical assistance.
~Freerunning
~Swimming
~Climbing
~Swordplay
~Stealth
~Archery
~Survival
~Tracking

(Is this any better for a forum or is this still classed as a 'W.I.P' ?)

[MajorPoland]

~❄"It's just me..."❄~
Name:Gerion Timothy Redgrave
Gender:Male
Age:17
Faction:Assassin

~❄"In the eyes of my enemy"❄~
Weapons:Bow and a black knife
Skills:
+Archery
+climbing
+Speed/agility
+diving
Weakness:
-horse riding
-swords
-stealth
-Combat
Companion:
Moon
~❄"No fear"❄~
Personality:
Gerion doesn't talk a lot,not because he doesn't like to talk.He is just shy.That's the reason.He doesn't like to kill or assassinate other people.He doesn't likes to be alone or in small spaces,he just needs somebody he can trust,but he is a very loyal assassin who won't leave anybody in the lurch.He is a very good-hearted one who will try to save anybody from death,even if it's an enemy.If he have to kill somebody,he often pose stupid.Sometimes the people say that he is a small puppy that needs to grow up,but Gerion just isn't able to kill other people.He isn't able to kill a small bird or even a bug.He is just too merciful.But if a best friend,an assassin or Draiden is in need he would sacrifice his own live to save them.Sometimes he can be braver then all humans on earth together.That is what his father told him.Gerion enjoys the night and watching the stars,to be in the nature and to explore.Sometimes he is a bit childish and just doesn't see the danger.He just needs a save place to hide.
History:
In the middle of the night somebody knocked at the door.Gerion's mother just hand sung a lullaby for Gerion.He was sleeping and dreamed a very nice dream.Gerion is fishing with his father.Suddenly a very short scream woke him up.Gerion stood up and went over to the door of the room he was sleeping in.He opened the door very slowly and carefully.He didn't believe his eyes.Three men came into their house.Gerion gulped.They had worn an armour like his father once did.They just killed his mother.Gerion watched,he was too small to do something.His father tried to save his wife and Gerion's mother,but it was too late.And the three men also killed his father.Gerion heard words like 'Traitor' and 'Assassin'. He knew about that.He knew that his father was a Templar and his mother an assassin.That was the reason.Now he understood.He hid under his bed,so the three men didn't find him.Gerion knew where his parents had hidden weapons.He opened the wardrobe and found a bow and a knife.Then he just jumped out of the window.Gerion didn't know what he should do so he just sat down in a near alley and waited for his dead.But an assassin picked him up and raised Gerion like an own son.Gerion was so thankful that he ran to church everyday and prayed.

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Name: " I'm Kyle Newheart, but please just call me Kyle. "
Age: " I'm almost 19. "
Faction: " Assassin of course. "
Gender: " Male... obviously. "

Strengths:
~Free Running
~Archery
~Close Combat (Tomahawk)
~Stealth
~Killing Templars C;

Weaknesses:
~Seeing a fellow assassin getting killed
~Swimming
~Fishing

Companion: Skye http://ecologyadventure.edublogs.org/files/2010/04/golden_eagle.jpg(How do you make one word a URL?) Horse: Shadow http://www.horsechannel.com/images/horse-news-article-images/rearing-gray-horse_200.jpg

Personality:
Kyle likes to be alone most of the time. He doesn't talk to people most of the time. Only a few assassins. Although, he is very loyal. He can be very loving and gentle if you get to know him, because killing people has made him half- stony hearted. Kyle also needs one person to trust. A " Partner in Crime ".

History:
It was a snowy afternoon when Kyle and his father had gone to a local vegetable stand to pick up corn and potatoes for Mother's stew. As they walked towards their home, Kyle's father noticed the door was slightly ajar. His heart thumped in his chest. His wife never left the door open. Especially on a winter day. He quickly handed the bag of vegetables to young Kyle and ran to the door. He flung it open and froze. Kyle caught up with his distressed father.
"Papa, what is it?" He asked. Then he saw the men. He recognized them immediately. He had seen his father kill a pair of the same suited people in an alley. They were standing above his mother who was laying on the ground. She had a distant look in her eyes. Blood was smeared across her throat. Kyle dropped the bag of food. He started to get teary eyed. His father shoved something into Kyle's hands and pushed him away from the house. He yelled, " Kyle! Go! Get out of here! You know where to go!"
Kyle did as he was instructed. But, he didn't know what his father had meant by "You know where to go.", because in fact, he had no idea.He ran as fast as he could away from his only home. Only did he stop when he couldn't run any longer. Gasping for breath, he leaned against a wall. He looked into his hand at the object his father had given him. It was a knife. Silver with a black hilt. A door opened near Kyle, startling him. A voice said, "Now what have we got here?" An assassin.

[Cheesy34]

BUMP?

[Wolfsabre]

All accepted. Let's get this show on the road.

DRAIDEN

Draiden's eyes narrowed, his dark brown orbs gazing down from the church that he clung to. His black robes billowed slightly in the wind, and he looked up as a hawk flew past his head. He focused. His mind blackening, returning to the void until he saw the world in a different like. Blacks and grays. A few colors here and there, reds, symbolizing the guards that walked on the rooftops and along the streets...and a golden mist following a guard. The guard captain.
Draiden's hand twitched, going to the sword at his side. He desperately wanted to slice the throat of the guard, see him crumple to the ground. He looked over and frowned. Aiden, the younger assassin who he was in charge of watching was itching to pull the feathered arrows from the quiver on his back. He could see the tension in his muscles.
"Is that him?" Whispered Aiden, his eyes a dark golden color suggesting he was using his Eagle Vision. Draiden glared at the younger assassin.
"Be quiet!" Draiden hissed. "You know what you're supposed to do," he glanced at the other assassins, clinging to the roof top. "You all do. Some of you need to distract the guards, others need to help me go after the target. Aiden, I want you to remain here." He looked up again and narrowed his eyes. He didn't like the watch tower that stood not too far away. "Gerion, you and Rose will take out that tower." He looked at the assassins, his dark eyes looking them over for any sign of objection. "Understood?"

[~JellyFish~]

Sofia's dark brown hair blew softly by the wind's cool breeze. She was in the streets,
in a rather small crowd, glaring at the Templars patrolling around like they owned everything that
they possessed. She gave a dirty look towards them when their backs were turned. She stopped as
she heard a hawk's call. Her big beautiful brown eyes shimmered from the sun as she took a deep
breath when she saw Draiden and Aidan up on the church, waiting for something. Sofia put her
attentions back to the Templars, giving them that dirty look again. She moved to another crowd,
hoping to get at least one kill today, but what were Draiden and Aidan up to exactly Sofia thought.
Another assassination for an unlucky fellow she presumed, served them right anyway. Sofia's big
brown eagle, Arlo came swooping out of nowhere and settled on Sofia's shoulder, glancing at the
Templars now and again having that death look he had towards them for a long history was between
them ever since Arlo was a youngster. The young girl was being watched by some Templars, wondering
why a child would Be so stupid to stand in a small crowd without an adult she would be with. The
Templars glance Met with Arlo's. Sofia stroked Arlo softly, keeping his blood from boiling any higher,
Before an accident causing him to Attack any Templar he disired to strike. Sofia looked back up at
the other Assassin's to check if they were prepared. She knew what was going on, but knew the silence
would break soon.