All of my OCs for RP. Just a warning, all of them are female. I'm not super comfortable roleplaying male characters, but maybe in the future I will. I dunno yet. (And, before anyone asks, this is a semi-lit "correct grammar" type rp, so if that's no...
Dislikes: Feeling powerless, perverted people, staying in one place for too long
Weapons:
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(The sword is passed down to her from her father)
Clothes: Formal:
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Informal/daily:
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Backstory: find out in the rp ;)
(anymore info you wanna know, ask in the rp)
Scenario 1: You are a bounty hunter, searching for the remnant of the former ruling Gafas house. The current ruling family is hellbent on wiping out that remnant, because they've evaded several assassination attempts. They're wanted dead or alive, for a very hefty price, of course. One night, after many weeks of research, you decide to act. They're known to hide in the poorest quarter of the city. You walk around, a dagger in your hand as you scale the wall, dressed in black and a mask to hide your nose and mouth, only your eyes are visible. A girl was sleeping in a brown dress, laying on her side. You creep closer, listening to your surroundings for any interruptions. You are about to plunge the dagger into her heart when she suddenly turns, a smirk on her face as she grabs a dagger and swings at you. What is your next move?
