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Re: Antagonist's Anarchy: Magically-Deviant Mental Asylum (or OOC)
Isokla
Spoiler for Isokla Sheet:
Name: Isokla
Gender: Female
Age: Anywhere between 17 & 23
Height: 5'8
Weight: It isn't polite to ask a girl her weight
Build: Slender
Skin Tone: Ashen-fair
Hair Colour: Silver
Eye Colour: Pale Blue - like water opals
Level-Up Points:
Current XP: 4 Character Points
Spent XP: 235* Character Points
Total Awarded XP: 239** Character Points
*70 + 48 + 29 +15 + 55 + 10 = 235
**200 + 25 + 14 = 239
Actual updates:
30/08/07 – revamped sheet.
Attributes (78)
Str 1
End 2
Agi 3
Int 2
Per 2
Aur 3
Spr 4
Luck 2
Disadvantages: (+25)
Common:
Mild:
Tier I: ‘Allergies’: ignorance (+2)
Tier I: ‘Allergies’: chauvinistic men (and an unhealthy desire to prevent certain individuals from procreating) (+2)
Severe:
Tier II: Phobia – Being Buried Alive (+5)
Tier III: Obsession – Hidden Agenda (+7)
Tier IV: ‘Outwardly Pacifist’ (refuses to kill in front of the party for any reason and preaches against violence) (+9)
Skills (48)
Apothecary & Alchemism (read: poison) (Expert)
Herbalism (Mastery)
Tracking (Novice)
Stealth (Novice)
Gem Cutting (Expert)
Tailoring (Expert)
Crafting: Metallurgy Jewellery-making (Novice)
Knowledges: Anatomy [Humanoid](Novice)
Knowledges: Astrology (Novice)
Knowledges: Astronomy (Novice)
Knowledges: Mysticism (Expert)
Magic (29)
Healing
Tier I: Cure
Tier II: Antidote
Ice
Tier I: Freezing Touch
Tier II: Diamond Shards
Hidden:
Tier I: Conceal
Weapon Mastery (15)
Mastery: Dagger (thrown & melee)
Signature Techniques: (55)
Greater: Cutting the Wind: Thrown daggers/knives return to her hand after striking the target with deathly accuracy. She can pierce with precision accuracy, striking anywhere on the target's body - though she normally aims for a nerve point. Recalling the dagger is optional.
Greater: Fan of Blades: Isokla can throw multiple daggers at once, in a 360 degrees arc around her if she so chooses. Up to three daggers may be thrown per 90 degrees arc. In addition, for this one attack, if Isokla is using her 'fan blades', she can have her daggers split off at the hilt into three shards and reform them after the battle is over. These daggers do not return unless 'called'.
Greater: Meditation: – restore essence points equal to Spirit & Aura attribute divided by two, rounded down. It takes an hour per essence point regained and the character is in a trance all that time; he feels what is going on around him, but he cannot act unless he breaks concentration, meaning he has to start over. As such, he is more or less helpless.
(e.g. If Spirit & Aura together were 5, 2 points would be regained over the course of two hours - bearing in mind the cost of using the Meditation technique is 2; thus only making this effective with high stats. Ordinarily a character regains 1 essence point a day)
Lesser: Isokla can recall any of her daggers at any given time, as long as she is within range. The range varies, but as long as she has a clear line of sight, or knows where they are, she can recall them easily. If they are close to her, but she cannot see them, she may also recall them - if they are further away and out of sight, she cannot.
Essence Pool (10)
Total Metre: 11 (5 + 6 upgrade)
Spent/Remaining: 11/11
Spoiler for Inventory:
Iventory
Clothes: Dress, Sandals, Cloak, Scarf, Undergarments, etc
Jewellery: Earrings, Necklace, Ring
Satchel
Set of Silver Fan Daggers* (x3)
Belt Dagger
Belt Purse (x2)
Herbs
Antidote Vial (x2)
Medicinal Vial (x3)
Poison Vial (x2)
Empty Glass Vial (x4)
Light-Focusing Gem (Like a magnifying glass, but an actual gem)
Sewing Needles
Bolts of Cloth (x2) (8"x5")
Whetstone
Waterskin (x2)
Willow Switch 'prodding stick'
- Purse of several silver coins:
Silver Crowns (x7)
Golden Sovereign (x1)
Inc. Tuition fees from the late Kagarioni; Single Golden Sovereign upfront & Two Silver Crowns per month
*(Fan Daggers may not only be thrown, but contain additional twin blades secreted in the hilt that activate on command, essentially creating a three bladed dagger, though the two outer edges are shorter than the mainstay blade)
Background
Appearance & Personality:
Isokla is a striking young woman with elegantly refined features, a slender form and flowing silvery hair. Her eyes are pale blue, often compared to 'water opals' and if not for a shade lighter, would be counted as 'grey'. Although not one for physically prowess, she is strong in mind, soul and spirit, if not body. Despite this, her nature seems warm though not entirely open. Certain events in her past have made her wary and guarded against strangers, but to those she in need, she offers her aid freely.
Attiring herself in a simple, yet elegant dress of creamy-white, Isokla appears at once, both regal and graceful, but at the same time, common. Her dress hugs her trim form snugly, but is of a tasteful cut, giving her an aura of refinement. In addition, she adorns herself with a cloud-grey cloak and scarf, the former of which falls almost to her sandals. At her left side is her satchel, which hangs down from her shoulder and at her belt, two pouches and a dagger sheath.
Her only visible jewellery are a single silver sapphire stud in her right lobe and a long, dangling fine silver chain ending in a etched disc in her left, and a slender silver necklace studded with two grey sapphires and ending in a pendant. Both the disc on her earring and the pendant on her necklace are round circles, as big as her thumbnail, each intricately etched with crescent and planetary rings and comet designs. A seven pointed star is the focus of each disc and a tiny blue-moonstone-sapphire is set within the centre of each.
Although she does not wear it, she also has a ring with the same insignia upon it wrapped away in velvet within a pouch she keeps carefully concealed.
Spoiler for Biography:
Biography:
Isokla. In order to understand this young woman, one must know of her origins first. They begin with her mother; the daughter of a princess, though she herself was merely a bastard child. She was exceptionally beautiful, and so, was given to the local monarch as a concubine. The seventh of many more to come. Because her mother was a concubine, Isokla herself, could never amount to anything more than a bastard daughter. It did not matter her grandmother noble raised to a princess by marriage; her daughter, Isokla’s mother, was illegitimate, and so, it did not matter what her father was. As it so happened, her father was none other than the head of a temple order. He was not the one her mother was promised to; not the one a concubine belonged to. The master her mother belonged to was a monarch – the ruler of that region, and his reputation for ruthlessness was unparalleled in the neighbouring provinces.
An illegitimate child born of a concubine would never have been tolerated. It was an irony, perhaps, that this lord kept his neighbours in check by close ties with the temple of the region. A temple that had a dark underside and a cult of temple assassins at their command. These assassins led double lives, and it was of no coincidence that the leader and head priest of this section of the temple was the man who assigned Isokla’s father to run messages between himself and the monarch. It was perhaps, inevitable, that being a go-between, spy, and out-of-sight ‘shadow’ that her father would one day bump into her mother. Her father at the time was the cult master’s protégé; his youngest and best out of his other apprentices. The monarch of course, had no idea of his ally’s behaviour, but grew suspicious in time. When Isokla’s father first met her mother, she was in the presence of her rightful lord and master; serving him with several of his other concubines. Their eyes met, and he vowed she would be his; she was more beautiful than even Isokla would become, and such a challenge to take her from under her lord’s watchful eyes. Her own brilliant blue eyes were saddened; like those of a caged animal and that was the one thing Isokla’s father could not tolerate; a lotus flower should feel the air and breathe fresh before it wilted. And so, he snuck into chambers in the dead of night when he visited and befriended her. Over time, a relationship grew between them and before long, they became lovers.
He could have changed things, had he chosen; he could have made her his heir. He chose not to. It was a shame, really, for it would have changed the entire course of Isokla’s life. She never knew he was her father. However, some small mercy was for his child was shown. Instead of killing her off at birth, she was placed within the local temple. Her mother later paid for this with her blood.
While studying at the temple as a priestess as she was raised from the cradle, her father also kept him under his wing and in secret, she was trained as an assassin; she became his protégé, for by now, her father’s old master was dead – by her father’s own hand and he usurped his master’s place as head of the assassin cult. He still answered to the high priests, but he was more or less free to do as he willed. Convinently, the death of his master was blamed on his in-house enemies, as he had intended, and they were removed for the murder of their master. He had personally slain them.
Isokla knew none of this though; but as she spent her childhood training and studying, she would steal moments of peace within the temple gardens, under the blue sky, vines, trees, and flowers. Her favourite was also the name she was gifted with – after her father saw how much she loved those flowers. It became her code name. “Isokla – the Blue Lotus.”
There was a coup in the temple, though it was unknown to the girl. Although her father was unharmed, he worried for the safety of his now beloved and precious daughter; though she never knew who he truly was. In truth, she both hated and adored him; he was hard on her; harshest of all his disciples and students, but he also showed her kindness. The sort that brings out loyalty in anyone. He set her to studying the ancient prophesies and histories of the land… of the Capital. It was this coup that sparked her journey; her master and unbeknown to her father ordered her to leave; leave her home, leave her life. Give up her ways as an assassin and walk the world as a healer, as a priestess. She was to hunt down the source of the prophecy.
Shortly after she left, the temple was ransacked by the monarch. He had learnt of her father’s activities with his concubine, and he had slit Isokla’s mother’s throat. After storming the temple with his troops, the assassin cult leadership met a violent end. Isokla was spared only because she was not there.
Not two weeks later, the monarch and his entire household lay dead, slaughtered by a mysterious assassin. At the burnt-out scene was only one indication of who it might have been; a single flower, a white lotus, in honour of her mother.
By the time Isokla left, she had bloomed into a young woman and was a competent assassin, having removed many targets at her master’s and her monarch liege lord’s command. Once she left her life, her home, her wars, she left her violence behind and outwardly sought a path of pacifism – as her temple had outwardly taught. Her cover was complete.
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Spoiler for In-game Clues to her personality:
In-game Clues to her personality...
- Isokla seems a traditionalist when it comes to gender issues, firmly believing that women should not fight in battles nor wear armour as men do
- Isokla has a strong sense of duty, responsibility and dedication to those who consider her their mentor/master and will feel slighted if she feels they show her up, subsequently apologising to those they are rude/abrasive to. She feels that her students should follow her lead, set by example, and if she feels a person is worthy of being 'leader', then her students should acknowledge that too, whether they agree or not. Isokla believes that what she does is for her student's own good, and feels that she has failed them if she does not maintain a sense of decency, however harsh it may appear. Because of that, she will insist that her students maintain a certain level of standards, such as dining properly, basic manners and if they are noble-born, then acting as such.
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Last edited by Calaethis Dragonsbane; 08-30-2007 at 03:29 PM.
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