The Assassin Brotherhood

Name: Mikael Eisenstein
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Rank: Blacksmith/Inventor
Personality: Not a greatly pious man but has a stern hatred of the Nordish people.
Appearance:
History: A pure Cenarain he was always destined for manual work. After years of working with his father producing equipment for the Brotherhood he was finally given what little money his father could spare and a small room to experiment and invent. Over the years he has produced some spectacular peices of kit. From the one shot flame thrower to a shuriken launching shoulder pad. If an assassin wants something weird and new this is the guy to ask.
Strengths: Physical strength and manual dexterity coupled with keen intelligence make him a useful brute for jobs where strength is needed.
Weaknesses: Beer and women
Likes/ Dislikes: Likes helping the brotherhood by killing Nordish guard. Dislikes the Nordish.
Weapons: Two arm blades (Pictured) and whatever current gadget he is testing.
Other: Feircly protective of his brotherhood friends and his family.

Name: Kirabo Tafad

Age: 21

Rank: Knight

Apperance: A half-blood Nord/Cenarian, Kirabo is tall and powerfully built. He has pale brown skin, and eyes of much the same colour. He doesn't look at all to be the kind who would be an assassin, standing at six-foot-four, and broad-shouldered like a Cenarian. Often, he has been described as a bear of a man. He has short, dark hair, and pale blue eyes. He wears what looks like an old military uniform much of the time, a grey tunic over his other clothes, with a faded Cenarian design on it. He keeps a grey cloaked wrapped around himself often.

History: Kirabo's father was a Cenarian soldier, his mother the daughter of a Nordic lord. However, when that same lord found out about his daughter's pregnancy, and that it was by a Cenarian, he ordered the soldier murdered, and his wife locked away afterwards. Fearing what her father might do to his grandson, Kirabo's mother had a guard smuggle him out. However, the guard had no idea what to do with him, having been ordered not to hand him to an orphanage, and so turned him over to the assassins. Kirabo was found to be more or less a natural killer, he simply never developed the moral qualms one would normally associate with murder. He was, unsurprisingly, particularly skilled at close combat, capable of overpowering nearly any other trainee in unarmed combat, simply due to his size.

Strengths: Hand to hand combat, particularly unarmed and knife fighting. Also, while he is not particularly acrobatic, his high strength and pain tolerance allows him to manage what the more skilled acrobats seem so easily capable of.

Weaknesses: Not skilled in parkour, free-running or the sort. He has no talent whatsoever. He will not, under any circumstances, do something that contravenes the tenets of his faith, with the exception of killing, which he believes to be an integral part of his religion.

Weapons: Kirabo carries a wide assortment or knives, from throwing knives to thin bladed stabbing knives to the four main knives he alternates between. These are a pair of kukri knives and a pair of broad-bladed long knives. He also keeps a garotte coiled in one of his vambraces.

Likes/Dislikes: Will reveal through writing.

Other: up for love

**If it's alright by you, ridersofdamar, I'd also like to make a character opposing the assassins.**

Mikael

[i]Ting, ting, ting.[b] The sound of my hammer against the blade of yet another sword for the assassin trainees. Suddenly i heard the sound of raised voices in the town square before a Nordish men burst into my workshop.
"Blacksmith" spat Huron, a guard who i had given a permenant limp afew weeks before. "Now let me guess, you don't anything about the recent spate of assassinations either?"
"Afraid i don't, Sir." I replied calmly standing before him.
"I don't think your being honest with me" he growled into my face.
"Oh now how could you say such a thing?" I smirked "Why wouldn't i help a fine man such as yourself?"
"Because your a filthy little Cenarian." He spat onto the floor of my workshop.
"Oh am i now?" i asked stepping up to him "Am i really just a Cenarian or am i the Cenarian whose going to kick your ass infront of your troops?"
"Oh bring it on" he smirked walking out of my workshop and into the square.
"Men!" He roared as he walked into our tiny village courtyard. "One of these filthy Cenarian wretches has challenge me to a duel." His men laughed and gathered in a large having obviously seen this before. I pulled my toughened leather vest over my shirt strapped on a pair of metal bracers and greaves, sheathed my arm blades and picked up a medium weight hammer before marching into the square.
"Now nobody interfere. Lets see what colour you bleed." He smirked before drawing his sword and charging in. I ducked beneath a vicious over hand blow and struck him hard in the chest before dancing away from the buisness end of his sword.
"Not bad, blacksmith, but can you match this." He lunged and i moved to counter. Suddenly he twisted and too late did i realise his feint. I felt cold steel bite into my arm. I quickly brought my hammer down and snapped his sword in two.
"Bad idea blacksmith." He cast his blade aside and caught a spear passed by one of his men. I dropped my hammer and drew my arm blades just in time to counter a fatal chestward stab. I stepped forward up the shaft and puched him squarely in the face hearing his nose break and watching as he spat blood. Before he could maneuver his spear i stepped in and placed my blade against his throat.
"Leav now and take your men with you. These people know nothing of the assassins or their ilk. From this day if you have a quarrel with these people you take it up with me." With that i turned and headed back into my workshop hearing the sound of hooves away from the village.

*rider: is there a DT yet? I can't find it. Anyway, I suggest we make some kind of meeting for all the assassins to go to so we all can come together instead of random places.*

**Guys, I'm with family and I can't post alot because we have other things to do but can someone keep my characters active for a few days? Please? If so please keep in my mind about how Spencer and Niles act.**

*wow, I had spring break, so I was away for the week, but I'm back now. We do not have a DT, but im making one right now. Lets get this started again*

*Ok cool. I was like...how could this die already??*

gah i need to post for this ...

Lily~~

I ran through the corridors of the establishment without making a sound. People noticed me and I didn't care because they were not on my mind at the moment, something bigger was. I barged through the large oak doors and into waht seemed to be a reception room or a library. Kyra was there waiting herself so I asked her directly.

"Kyra where are they?" My smile was bitter sweet.

"Not here I am waiting for them," She flipped a page in the book she was reading, "How you been scout?"

"Bored out of my mind! I have not gone on a mission in lord knows how long!"

"The probably have a reason.." she mumbled.

"Hello Kyra," a voice said behind me and I spun around to see the oldest of the men here and the most deadly.

"Sir I-" I was cut off by the old mans voice.

"Not now Lily, you will be my importance later" He motioned for Kyra to follow him and shut the doors with a click

"Curse it to hell.." I mumbled and walked out. I walked slowly to the training area and started flipping with my swords, making my moves pristine and the blades glisten in the sun.

"Curse it all to.." She started.

"To what?"

anyone Please

Umm... Is it still okay to join?

I think so, people are waiting for people to post a reply and the circle just stops when that happens. So join and hopefully this'll come back alive. ^^

Kirabo

He was in the training area, practising with his throwing knives. The dummy about twenty feet away from him wasn't a moving target, but he didn't really have anything that was at the time. The knives thudded in one after the other, hitting key points on the dummy - forehead, eyes, neck, heart, groin.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Lily enter the training area, starting to flip about with he swords, the kind of moves he'd never be able to manage.

"Curse it all to..." she mumbled as he walked across to the dummy to retrieve his knives.

"To what?" He called over to her.

She stopped, looking across at him, "When did you get back?"

"This morning." He replied, shaking his head, "They're giving me way too many missions at the moment, it's like my load's doubled in the last two months." Kirabo started throwing his knives again, "When was your last one?"

yeah, go ahead and make your profile

Ember~

After a little while, I walked over to the training area to pratice some swordfighting. My favorite. Luckily, Lily was there, a good friend, so we could have a duel. I ran over to her, oblivious to the fact that she was already talking to Kirabo.

"Hey, Lily!" I started then Kirabo whipped his head around.

"Oh I'm sorry, guys. Didn't mean to interrupt the conversation. I've been waiting for a duel." I said, already taking a small dagger out from under my clothes. My beloved sword was on my back.

Lily~~

"Too friggen long!" I sighed to Kirabo, "The masters haven't let me out of the area!"

"May be they plan to give you a really big mission soon," He raised his hands for effect

"hmmmm" I chewed the thought over

"Hey, Lily!" A voice came from behind Kirabo, Kirabo whipped his head around and I smiled when I relized it was Ember.

"Oh I'm sorry, guys. Didn't mean to interrupt the conversation. I've been waiting for a duel." She pulled out a dagger and I smirked.

"Hey! Okay you might have a little advantage though for I have been practicing for a while! Kirabo will you be the ref?" I motioned smiling

"Sure," He sighed and stepped off the traing platform. Ember was already charging with her dagger. I flipped avoiding her smoothly.

"how long has it been since we dueled?" she asked as I landed softly on the wooden platform.

"Too long girlie!" I charged smiling at her with my own sharp objects of fun.

Can someone bring my characters back in? Please...