Name: Arblynn Dufing
Nicknames: The Crimson Lady
Race: Breton
Gender: Female
Age: 29 years of age
Class: Warrior
Birthplace: Evermor, High Rock
Birthsign: The Thief
Sexuality: Asexual. Though she may get attached emotionally to someone, she simply doesn’t enjoy the company of a man nor woman beyond friendship.
Religion: To be quite honest, Arblynn believes in gods and even has prayed to them once or twice in her life. It has never brought her comfort so she simply thinks that she has been long since abandoned by them.
Afflictions: Mild alcoholism
Occupation: Bounty Hunter, Assassin
Affliation: Dark Brotherhood
Appearance: Arblynn is a youthful woman who has seen more death than you’d think. She doesn’t have quite the look of a skilled assassin, but her thin build and an unusual amount of stamina makes her the perfect killer should she play her cards right. Her face bears the signs of battle on her left cheek just under her eye, a thin scar that extends downward. She also wears battle paint around her eyes that make her blue eyes stand out quite well. She has light auburn hair, spun into a braid that wraps around the back of her head.
Weapons: Shiv, a bit of sharpened bone. In her chest is a finely crafted iron axe
Primary Skills:
Sneak
Two-handed
Smithing
Personality: Arblynn is quite a hard person to get along with, being closed off and untrusting. She has faced many hardships alone mostly all her life. She disapproves of all sorts of people for no reason, even completely decent ones. She keeps her distance, fearing any pain that may follow in her getting attached to anyone. She has always proven strong, rebellious, and, beyond all, able to hope in the direst of situations, though she may say that there is not hope. Arblynn loves proving people wrong. If someone says that she can’t survive, that is exactly what she will do. She is quick witted, and able to read people, gathering the tiniest scraps of information to be used for money or food. Should you attempt to harm her in any way, shape or form, she defends herself with a tenacity of a saber cat. More men found out in the prison that she isn’t someone to be trifled with through broken fingers. She may seem cold and unyielding on the outside but her true self is quite regretful to the circumstances that led to her capture. Deep down, she is a very sad person, hiding behind a mask of strong indifference that is rarely taken off.
Story: Arblynn was once a happy child who led a good life with her family in High Rock. They lived in a time where bandits were common but rarely attacked any town. One of the few just happened to be in hers at the time. Her parents, two brothers and sisters were all brutally murdered by the bandits. Arblynn was the only survivor out of her family due to the fact that she hid cleverly. Never in her life will she forget the screams, however. Part of her wished that she had perished with her family but her torment went on. While attempting to escape from the bandit seized town, she was caught but spared to be sold in the black market for a slave. She passed through many hands, and traveled long distances until she came to Skyrim. Her owner was a drunkard Nord named Sledd. He abused her in more ways than one till she simply broke one day. She slit his throat with a carving knife, and his corpse fell on her. When she finally managed to push him off of her, she was covered in his blood.
She had gained her freedom, but with no purpose she wandered aimlessly, still wearing her old masters blood like warpaint. On a road leading to nowhere, she met a dark rider who saw her as a girl with the potential to be a skilled killer, for she had taken a life already at her age. Regardless of what she thought, she came into the mentorship of Garrown, one of the best assassins the Dark Brotherhood had at the time. She learned how to kill, when to stay her blade and most of all, to survive. She took any target for the right price, and no one was able to stop her once she took a price for their head. Bandit lords and Jarls knew of her existence, and she took the name The Crimson Lady, from her first kill. Before she came to the hellhole known as a prison, she was hired to kill a Jarl and for the first time, she failed to kill her mark. She was kept in the cities prison for a while, but since she attempted to escape and killed a few guards in the process, there was only one place that could hold her. Now she lives as a informer in the prison. For a price, one can buy some scrap of information from her.
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