the world keeps burning {fantasy rp; open, accepting}

[☆》ℱαℓʟ℮η Ðℯẘ《☆]

Dawnfall watched the pair curiously. From her perch on the roof, she was practically invisable. She waited for them to walk in, then she pulled herself to the edge of the roof and peeked her head over. Dawnfall thought for a second, how would she approach this? She couldn't just jump down and risk them getting scared. Still hiding in the shroud of night, Dawnfall sat up and crossed her legs. I really didn't think this through. she thought. Growing bored of sitting, she pulled Wuuthrad from her back and ran her fingers along the details. She thought back to her time as a child, oh, what an easy time that was. Dawnfall began to remember how her father one day brought the axe home one day and gave it to her, the last thing he gave her.

[BT!]

((I don't wish to flood, but I'm only aiming to get the murder over with so some interaction with characters can come around. :3))


Radras' small feet were silent as the charcoal-black boots, fitted for her only, hit the hardwood floor. She wished there was carpet--a fine fabric that usually came in white, black, or dull brown--that covered the wood, but only nobles and Highborn could afford such luxury--and Camilla was obviously not a noblewoman or Highborn.

The lean vampire searched the downstairs rooms thoroughly, finding black kettles and pots, along with the tempting--but dubious--scent of raw beef in the kitchen, quite a large collection of books and a warm hearth in the living area, and a small bedroom, devoid of life and only occupied by a bed and nightstand.

With that, Radras carefully ascended the stairs, hoping the wooden planks wouldn't protest her presence on them.

Her hopes were flattened.

On the fourth step from the top, a faint squeak could be heard from the aging plank. She flinched, though the noise wasn't loud enough for the normal ear to detect.

The key word is "normal."

A dark figure, shrouded by the darkness of the eve but still seen by the elf's night-eye, left the single room on Radras' left, her face twisted by a scowl.

It was Camilla.

[☆》ℱαℓʟ℮η Ðℯẘ《☆]

Dawnfall's keen ears twitched at the creak of a stair. Quietly, she slipped off the roof and onto tge cold hard ground. Sensing the pair would be out soon, she sat down on the porch an waited.

[MetaknightFan1]

~Whisper~
She looked into the window again, and gasped. But she tried to catch her gasp, so it sounded like a squeak. She wasn't entirely sure what she should do. Radras had told her to wait outside, but what if Radras died? Should she go in and help? She did have her knives,but she hated harming others. Deciding she should wait a little longer, she sat back down beneath the window.

[BT!]

Radras growled something under her breath, taking a long steel dagger from its sheathe at her side. The blade may have been made of simple steel, but cut as well--if not better--than silver.

She decided to wait for a bit, and see if Camilla would dismiss the noise as the wind blowing against the house on this wintry night. However, the woman did not. Radras heard the other in the darkness, carefully walking to the stairway.

Sighing and hoping for the best, the assassin leapt from her hiding spot and rapidly came onto her target, driving the blade into the flesh of her chest. She repeated this motion a few times, until the other died.

After the bloody murder, Radras huffed a sigh of relief and studied the corpse. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that Camilla's teeth were jagged and sharp.

Eyes widening, the vampire realized how lucky she truly was. If Camilla had fully detected her, she would have most likely turned and tear the intruder into pieces.

She lifted her gaze from the body and to the window on the other side of the house, opposite of her. Since the house was a reasonable distance from civilization, she decided that it was safe to simply drag the corpse away and ditch it in the woods or in a large body of water.

She dragged it to the window, taking notice of the large streak of blood left on the floor. With great effort, she managed to shove the body out the window, where it landed about two yards away from Whisper in a crimson-soaked heap.

[keyitt]

|| Cyoeak Cyix ||






My Name Is...
Cyoeak Cyix , but call me Cyoe or Cy

I Am...
Female as you can see ?!


I Am...
14 years old , got a problem ?!

I Am A(n)...
Only a little human


My Occupation Is...
Assassin ! I just enjoy my job !


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Others Describe Me As...
Well I'm really cold and bitter most of the time , no soft spots i have one for puppies and cake shhhhhhhh!
I am never the happy person in the room unless the others blood is on my hands
I can be caring and kind if your the same to me , but sometimes people say I can get out of control , insane and bloodthirsty and merciless
That's why I'm an assassin obviously ?!

I Look Like...
I have long dark brown hair and icy pale blue eyes with fair skin and usually a frown and a look of distrust and "I hate you " on my face . I am average for height and weight for my age and I like it , I have a lean swift build and it looks like I was built for running and quick attacking ( hence that's my main plan for assassination ) . Most of the times I wear my hair down or in a pony tail . Nothing much really


My Past Is...
Would you really ask me that ?! I'd never tell you !


My Talent Is...
Running I'm as quick as lighting !


I Live...
I live in a small home in a village nothing much but if I'm called for another job in other region I'll just move there


If I am Fighting in the War, My Rank Is...
I'm neutral , I switch sides a lot so I don't care what one wins



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I am in Love With...
...
Your serious . No

I am Married To...
...
Noooooooooo


My Child(ren) Is/Are...
...
NO !

My Past Loves Are...
They are all dead , or are they ? I think one of them is still alive
I'll kill him tomorrow


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My Most Commonly Used Weapon/Spell Is...
...
Oh I like my two daggers they are my only friends


My Main Attire Is...
...
Eh I wear a long sleeve shirt and leggings . then I have hunting boots they are a nice leather but kinda worn , most of my clothes are blood stained from my job so Expect a little blood on my shirt or pants
I have a jacket that's a navy blue , I wear it most of the time because it's really cozy and I'm one of those people who are very cold all the time


My Hobby Is...
...
Uh ????? Hobby ? Um running , just out racing all the boys it's fun

One Can Find Me...
I can be found in a village or forest , I spend most of my time there


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I Might Need to Mention Something Else...
other?

[BT!]

((Accepted, though this will be the last assassin for awhile. They are outnumbering the other occupations by a landslide! xD))

[keyitt]

( alright !)

[~The Doctor~]

|| Arya || Saphira || Lost ||






My Name Is...
Arya


I Am...
Female


I Am...
17


I Am A(n)...
Elf


My Occupation Is...
Rebel General Army Leader


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Others Describe Me As...
Tough, Hot-headed, Perky, and Just.


I Look Like...
description; optional if picture is provided


My Past Is...
Secret to me, given to those I trust.


My Talent Is...
Spell-Sword


I Live...
Abode


If I am Fighting in the War, My Rank Is...
side and rank; optional



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I am in Love With...
No-one


I am Married To...
No-one


My Child(ren) Is/Are...
Dead


My Past Loves Are...
Dead


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My Most Commonly Used Weapon/Spell Is...
Spell - Electricity ~ Weapon - Sword


My Main Attire Is...
Black pants with a black top, and black combat boots.


My Hobby Is...
Spell-casting, and drawing.


One Can Find Me...
In a secret place I keep hidden for my army.


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I Might Need to Mention Something Else...
I hate liars. No exceptions!

[BT!]

((Accepted, though a bit more info wouldn't hurt. ^^ You two can begin role-playing your characters anytime you wish.))