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"All your life has led to this moment."

NΛMЄ 〗Faith
ΛGЄ 〗Unknown, but appears to be in her mid 20's
GЄNDЄR & SЄX 〗Female
ORIЄNTΛTION 〗Pansexual

WЄIGHT 〗 132 lb | 59.8 kg
HЄIGHT 〗 5'6" | 170.6 cm

OCCUPΛTION 〗Assassin / Bounty Hunter
SPЄCIЄS 〗Reaper

[ABILITIES / SIDE EFFECTS / WEAKNESSES]
[Soul Seeker] Faith can see souls and see how the souls react to the world around them. It makes it easier for her to track down the souls that are due for death and also to get a reading on people. Your soul says a lot about yourself and Faith uses that to gauge how she might treat someone.
[Pale Fingers] There is a reason Faith wears gloves and that is because he touch often can lead to an unpleasant feeling. It causes the skin to become cold and almost feels like your soul is slipping from your body. Of course, Faith has some control to this ability, but the gloves are better safe than sorry. Not everyone is a target and accidents do happen.

[Collector] If Faith kills a human or creature she is able to collect their soul and either send them on to the afterlife or keep them to herself. The necklace around her neck holds many of the unsavory souls she did not wish to see laid to rest.

[Memoir] Upon a weapon strike or even a simple brush with bare fingers, she can help someone to remember things. What? She does not have control over what memories, nor does this ability work on everyone. Though there is a tale that your life flashes before your eyes upon death, or in this case, interaction with their dealers.

[Scythe] Her weapon is formed from her soul and it is the only weapon she can use to collect souls with. While she harbors many other weapons, only her scythe can reap your souls.

[ Necromancers ] The very bane of a reaper's existence. They undo all the work of collecting a soul and are able to rip away souls from a reaper to reanimate the body. Powerful necromancers could even have the ability to permanently pull away a Reaper's own soul. Necrotic abilities are very painful and dangerous to Faith.

[LIKЄS] Ravens, graveyards, bows, jewelry, the chase, her scythe
[DISLIKЄS] Hand contact, Necromancers, the Undead (This does not count immortal beings)

[PЄRSONΛLITY]
Playful |  Dedicated |  Resiliant

Observant |  Unyielding | Intelligent

Detached |  Morbid |  Brutal

[HISTORY]

Faith doesn't remember her old life. She doesn't remember growing up, she doesn't remember being human.

She doesn't remember a soft mother with long, red hair that stretched down to her legs and a smile that was compared to sunshine, or the younger boys that she used to call brothers. She doesn't remember when the city fell ill with a mysterious plague, taking the lives of those much too poor to live. Sometimes she remembers the piles and piles of bodies that scattered across the streets. Her mother's red hair spilled out into the streets like blood as she laid motionless. They carried her away and it was just her and her brothers...

She doesn't remember being a pretty looking peasant girl who had caught the eye of all sorts of ill-mannered folks. Life never was easy. There was much suffering and there were little moments that this girl ever saw moments of light, but her brothers protected her... Well, they protected her to the day she died. They found her body torn and abused in an alley, red hair covering her face with bruises painting her wrists and neck. It had been a struggle and in their rage, they tried to find the killer. They took out their rage on a lord they managed to track down, one that had more power than they did. They were hung and just like that their family line diminished.

Though, again, she didn't remember any of that.

---

She does remember waking up feeling like she was being pulled at all her limbs like her energy was being sapped out of her like a vacuum. She remembers becoming who she was.

It took her many years to figure out extactly what that was and what her purpose was...

Now she roams the streets of the city, searching for bounties and souls to collect so that she may pass them on to their eternal rest.

[TRIVIΛ]

Voice Claim: Kindred
She was not born with the name Faith, she gave it to herself

DISCORD ID 〗Kimber
[ ROLEPLAY PREFERENCES ]
Discord | Google Documents
HC | Script | LIT

Description

[Pinterest Board] [Spotify Playlist] [Toyhouse]

"All your life has led to this moment."

NΛMЄ 〗Faith
ΛGЄ 〗Unknown, but appears to be in her mid 20's
GЄNDЄR & SЄX 〗Female
ORIЄNTΛTION 〗Pansexual

WЄIGHT 〗 132 lb | 59.8 kg
HЄIGHT 〗 5'6" | 170.6 cm

OCCUPΛTION 〗Assassin / Bounty Hunter
SPЄCIЄS 〗Reaper

[ABILITIES / SIDE EFFECTS / WEAKNESSES]
[Soul Seeker] Faith can see souls and see how the souls react to the world around them. It makes it easier for her to track down the souls that are due for death and also to get a reading on people. Your soul says a lot about yourself and Faith uses that to gauge how she might treat someone.
[Pale Fingers] There is a reason Faith wears gloves and that is because he touch often can lead to an unpleasant feeling. It causes the skin to become cold and almost feels like your soul is slipping from your body. Of course, Faith has some control to this ability, but the gloves are better safe than sorry. Not everyone is a target and accidents do happen.

[Collector] If Faith kills a human or creature she is able to collect their soul and either send them on to the afterlife or keep them to herself. The necklace around her neck holds many of the unsavory souls she did not wish to see laid to rest.

[Memoir] Upon a weapon strike or even a simple brush with bare fingers, she can help someone to remember things. What? She does not have control over what memories, nor does this ability work on everyone. Though there is a tale that your life flashes before your eyes upon death, or in this case, interaction with their dealers.

[Scythe] Her weapon is formed from her soul and it is the only weapon she can use to collect souls with. While she harbors many other weapons, only her scythe can reap your souls.

[ Necromancers ] The very bane of a reaper's existence. They undo all the work of collecting a soul and are able to rip away souls from a reaper to reanimate the body. Powerful necromancers could even have the ability to permanently pull away a Reaper's own soul. Necrotic abilities are very painful and dangerous to Faith.

[LIKЄS] Ravens, graveyards, bows, jewelry, the chase, her scythe
[DISLIKЄS] Hand contact, Necromancers, the Undead (This does not count immortal beings)

[PЄRSONΛLITY]
Playful |  Dedicated |  Resiliant

Observant |  Unyielding | Intelligent

Detached |  Morbid |  Brutal

[HISTORY]

Faith doesn't remember her old life. She doesn't remember growing up, she doesn't remember being human.

She doesn't remember a soft mother with long, red hair that stretched down to her legs and a smile that was compared to sunshine, or the younger boys that she used to call brothers. She doesn't remember when the city fell ill with a mysterious plague, taking the lives of those much too poor to live. Sometimes she remembers the piles and piles of bodies that scattered across the streets. Her mother's red hair spilled out into the streets like blood as she laid motionless. They carried her away and it was just her and her brothers...

She doesn't remember being a pretty looking peasant girl who had caught the eye of all sorts of ill-mannered folks. Life never was easy. There was much suffering and there were little moments that this girl ever saw moments of light, but her brothers protected her... Well, they protected her to the day she died. They found her body torn and abused in an alley, red hair covering her face with bruises painting her wrists and neck. It had been a struggle and in their rage, they tried to find the killer. They took out their rage on a lord they managed to track down, one that had more power than they did. They were hung and just like that their family line diminished.

Though, again, she didn't remember any of that.

---

She does remember waking up feeling like she was being pulled at all her limbs like her energy was being sapped out of her like a vacuum. She remembers becoming who she was.

It took her many years to figure out extactly what that was and what her purpose was...

Now she roams the streets of the city, searching for bounties and souls to collect so that she may pass them on to their eternal rest.

[TRIVIΛ]

Voice Claim: Kindred
She was not born with the name Faith, she gave it to herself

DISCORD ID 〗Kimber
[ ROLEPLAY PREFERENCES ]
Discord | Google Documents
HC | Script | LIT