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PHAYLIX WHITEVINE |
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Race: Vantha Gender: Male Age: 18 DOB: 14th of Autumn, 496 Birthplace: Sunberth Profession: Mercenary, 4 GM/Day Location: Syliras P H Y S I C A L Eyes: Red When Angry -Indigo When Happy/Normal -Deep Blue When Sad -Grey When Confused/Bored -Forest Green When Scared -Yellow When Anxious or Nervous Height: 6' Weight: 164 lbs. Hair: Dark Brown C O N C E P T Phaylix is one who, when not irritated at the strange problems that surface in his life, is enjoyable and rather funny. Due to his strange... upbringing, Phaylix is agile, and can keep to the shadows, all while never giving away his position. He is straightforward when on the clock, and very serious when required. He is curious, and can be classified rather nosey when his natural curiosity gets a hold of him. He prays to the Goddess Morwen on occasion, and acknowledges the work of the Goddess Bala and the unknown deity Ionu. Other than that, he sees no point in being overly religious. H I S T O R Y Even before he was born, even before he was CONCEPTED, Phaylix was to be an Assassin. There was no doubt about it. His mother herself was an Assassin for hire. If the price was right. Now, Phaylix's mother, Kendrana Whitevine, never stopped doing her job when she realized she was, in fact, carrying the product of a target. She never let her family know that the last target she terminated before her son's conception, a Vantha by the name of Garnen, had bed her under the guise she was a courtesan. She simply lied, telling them the man was someone from Black Rock, who'd persuaded her into bed while she was drunk. They didn't take this well, but if she HAD let them know an Assassination target had somehow found his seed gestating in her, she probably would have been disowned, and her son would grow up resented by his grandparents. Plus, Assassin contracts were her only source of money. The pregnancy went by rather smoothly. Taking a short leave, Kendrana had to sit back and.... relax. She didn't like maternity leave one bit. Sitting still made her anxious. But, she decided, in the last month of her long pregnancy, to Assassinate 2 more people. Garnen himself, and someone who was pushing drugs and such on kids in Sunberth. It only took her a short time to kill him, coming up behind him and slicing his throat in an isolated area of Avanthal. Then, it was off to Sunberth. Then, Phaylix was born. At a rather bad time, though. Kendrana had been in disguise, following the target who peddled drugs to children on Sunberth. She'd found a perfect vantage point on the ground to strike the unarmed man, when a huge, throbbing pressure graced her most intimate of areas. The surrounding criminals of the city did nothing to help the screaming woman. As she limped away toward some infirmary, all Kendrana could think about is the target who was slowly walking away, smoking a snub of a cigar. About 6 bells later, Phaylix's cries graced the infirmary tent of Sunberth. The target was out of her mind by then. She cried as Phaylix opened his eyes, revealing the same indigo and forest green of her own. She returned to Avanthal some several weeks later, passing the mission to her uncle, and preparing to deal with the whiplash of her mother and father. But they didn't explode. In fact, her mother, Hyliza, was crying when she saw her first and last grandchild. Her father took control and named the boy Phaylix, after a man who was set out to marry Kendrana at 16, but refused a day before the wedding. They set out to immediately train the boy, who took on very quickly. At the tender age of 10, Phaylix was officially introduced to the seedy world of paid killing by Kendrana, the only Assassin for miles. He was to receive the generic brown cloak and grey hood of a novice Assassin, a pair of boots specially made for exploring and "free running", as his mother called it, and a Wrist Blade. This 10-inch, spring-loaded blade was to be tied to one's right wrist and used as a weapon for low-attention terminations. It would be activated with a flick of the wrist, the sharp blade appearing and locking in place underneath the wrist, and deactivated with another flick. His mentor was his mother, who showed him the ropes, carefully conforming him to hide in the shadows, free run, and be able to Assassinate in a low-key fashion. This training lasted until Phaylix was 16, when his grandfather and some other Whitevines were caught at sea by some Svefran pirates, and caught for a large ransom of, strangely, 1,200 Zeltivan Nilos. Phaylix, his mother, and his grandmother had absolutely no idea where they were going to get 1,200 of anything, let alone sailor fare. They couldn't pay the hefty sum, and they got to watch, on the shores of Avanthal, as the Polar Guards took to the sea, searching for the Pirates and his grandfather, who'd stopped all communications and went full mast when Phaylix's grandmother told them they couldn't afford such things like upwards of a thousand Nilos. Phaylix wanted to stay and find the scurvy petches, but his mother, grandmother, and a few others, including children, fled, killing any chance for Phaylix to try any of his newly acquired skills. They set sail for Syliras, grieving Kendrana's father and all others who were most likely dead by now. They attempted to set up another den in the luxurious lands of Syliras, but found it to be difficult. Knights were stationed everywhere, and they wouldn't tolerate it, and they simply didn't have the funds. But it didn't turn out for naught. He and his mother honed their skills, and one of the Symenestrans who was rather sweet on Phaylix taught him a little of his native tongue. He was also introduced to magic, specifically Morphing, from an elderly Human who'd nearly perfected the skill. But,the remaining Whitevine Healers were forced to work double, and Phaylix was pushed out into the unforgiving world early, trying his hardest to survive and provide for the shambles of the Whitevine hold, and to make himself known as an Assassin. L A N G U A G E Fluent: Common Basic: Vani Poor: Symenos S K I L L S
I N J U R I E S Large Cut On Left Shoulder (6 Days To Heal If Treated) L O R E Lore of Morwen Operating Your Wrist Blade Witnessing A Talking, Walking Clay Squirrel Squire How Symenestra Truly Digest The Consequences of a Brawl in the Rearing Stallion Attacked by a Second Clay Creature Caught and Punished: Manual Labor in the Mines For 15 Days Recluse: Double Sentenced in the Mines First Contract Almost Getting Caught by A Syliran Knight Brawling: Side-Step and Flipping a Charging Enemy Recluse: Symenestra Assassin Location: Stone Garden P O S S E S S I O N S 1 Set of Clothing -1 Simple Shirt -1 Simple Pants -Simple Undergarments -1 Simple Cloak (With Grey Hood) -1 Pair of Boots Backpack With -Comb (Wood) -Brush (Wood) -Soap -Razor -1 Week of Balanced a Rations -1 Eating Knife -Flint & Steel 100 GM ADDITIONAL ITEMS Average Armchair Blowgun Needles x80 Cord Armor Blowgun Pentagonal Ring [LOOT] HEIRLOOM: Mother's First Wrist Blade, Engraved With Snowflake Patterns H O U S I N G Stormhold Citadel Apartment (Starting Package) L E D G E R Starting----- 100 GM Armchair, Average----- 4 GM----- [96 GM] Blowgun Needles x80----- 5 GM----- [91 GM] Cord Armor----- 10 GM----- [81 GM] Blowgun-----10 GM----- TOTAL: ([71 GM]) N P C' S  Name: Recluse Basswood Race: Symenestra DoB: 48th of Spring 495 AV PoB: Black Rock, Falyndar Region NPC Type: Travelling Title: Friend, Partner Skills: 10 Weapon: Wrist Blade, 5 Interrogation, 5 Acrobatics, 5 Leadership, 5 Camouflage Gnosis: N/A Additional Info: Phaylix was introduced to Recluse during his first contract. They became very good friends, and even moved in with each other. She is smart, although a little reckless and stubborn. She is sweet on Phaylix, and he is sweet on her.  Name: Kendrana Whitevine Race: Vantha DoB: 1st of Winter, 464 AV PoB: Avanthal, Taldera Region NPC Type: Stationary Title: Mother, Mentor Skills: 20 Weapon: Wrist Blade, 10 Stealth, 10 Acrobatics, 5 Boxing, 5 Persuasion Gnosis: Marked with Hapchance, On the day of 78 Winter, 489 AV. Used frequently. Additional Info: Kendrana is rather sweet and a little fierce. She rarely leaves her apartment along with her mother, let alone Syliras. She is smart and quick for someone of 51. T H R E A D - L I S T [(87|Winter|514 AV)]The Contract-----Solo-----Completed [(88|Winter|514 AV)]Attack Of The Brigands-----Archailist, Ball-----Complete [(90|Winter|514 AV)]Weapons Are Good, Eh?-----Baelin Holt-----Ongoing |
