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Very well done young preist/ess. You have learnt the ways of the rabbit
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*shrugs* I dunno if I where I am~ *chuckles* it is fun to float about~ *floats into air and hums a song*
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Name:
Sazael Kyrenei
Gender:
Female
Type of after lifer:
Decomposer
Age when died:
19
Specific weapon choice:
Japanese short sword (Though it's rarely used)
How you died:
After attempting to walk on thin ice above a freezing lake and falling through, she struggled to swim back up. Some time later, she barely managed to make it to shore. However, in the end, hypothermia took her last breath.
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[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)]Appearance:[/BCOLOR]
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Personality:
Sazael is not one to talk without reason. Being silent and observant is how she was raised and is how she continues to live. Though she is hated by many for being a Decomposer, her pride and confidence are never wavering. She lives strictly by her own principles, such as never killing unless necessary. Her will is strong, but even she gets urges to slaughter the innocent for fun or relief. When this happens, Sazael attempts to fight it, only to let it eventually take over. She turns into something like a ruthless monster when in battle and fights on pure instinct. But even so, she looks forward and leaves regret behind.
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[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)]Despite being silent and somewhat intimidating in her overall feel, she is gets along well with anyone who is willing. Ever since dying and living in death, she rarely had the chance to talk to another person, so she feels a bit happy when she is able to do so. However, any emotion she shows is hidden behind her mask, which almost never gets taken off in front of others. [/BCOLOR]
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[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)]Bio or Obituary:[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)]Sazael grew up with her father and older brother after her mother died from her birth. Her father and brother barely spoke to her or anyone for that matter, which is where she picked up her present behavior. The two men, being skilled hunters, often took her out and showed her the strings so that she could soon do as they did. Having a daughter who was weak was something of a burden to them and they soon grew tired of constantly taking care of here, this often leading to leaving her in the woods to find her own way home. However, this was very beneficial to herself, since she learned to pay close attention towards her surroundings. [/BCOLOR]
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[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)]When it was her 16th birthday, she received her first present from her father, a mask. It became very dear to her and soon, she never left gome without it. Even 3 years later, when she was forced by her brother to walk onto a frozen lake, she still wore the mask on her face. Sazael stood a few yards away from the edge of the deep lake when it began to crack. Walking would cause it to break and running for it was out of the question. Instead, she waited for it to break. Once it did, she fought with all her strength to swim to shore. When she glanced around for her brother, he was no where to be seen. For about an hour, she lay there beside the lake before her last breath escaped her lips, her mask still tightly bound to her face.[/BCOLOR]
Sazael Kyrenei
Gender:
Female
Type of after lifer:
Decomposer
Age when died:
19
Specific weapon choice:
Japanese short sword (Though it's rarely used)
How you died:
After attempting to walk on thin ice above a freezing lake and falling through, she struggled to swim back up. Some time later, she barely managed to make it to shore. However, in the end, hypothermia took her last breath.
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[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)]Appearance:[/BCOLOR]
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[/BCOLOR]Personality:
Sazael is not one to talk without reason. Being silent and observant is how she was raised and is how she continues to live. Though she is hated by many for being a Decomposer, her pride and confidence are never wavering. She lives strictly by her own principles, such as never killing unless necessary. Her will is strong, but even she gets urges to slaughter the innocent for fun or relief. When this happens, Sazael attempts to fight it, only to let it eventually take over. She turns into something like a ruthless monster when in battle and fights on pure instinct. But even so, she looks forward and leaves regret behind.
[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)][/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)]Despite being silent and somewhat intimidating in her overall feel, she is gets along well with anyone who is willing. Ever since dying and living in death, she rarely had the chance to talk to another person, so she feels a bit happy when she is able to do so. However, any emotion she shows is hidden behind her mask, which almost never gets taken off in front of others. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)][/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)]Bio or Obituary:[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)]Sazael grew up with her father and older brother after her mother died from her birth. Her father and brother barely spoke to her or anyone for that matter, which is where she picked up her present behavior. The two men, being skilled hunters, often took her out and showed her the strings so that she could soon do as they did. Having a daughter who was weak was something of a burden to them and they soon grew tired of constantly taking care of here, this often leading to leaving her in the woods to find her own way home. However, this was very beneficial to herself, since she learned to pay close attention towards her surroundings. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)][/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=rgb(240, 244, 240)]When it was her 16th birthday, she received her first present from her father, a mask. It became very dear to her and soon, she never left gome without it. Even 3 years later, when she was forced by her brother to walk onto a frozen lake, she still wore the mask on her face. Sazael stood a few yards away from the edge of the deep lake when it began to crack. Walking would cause it to break and running for it was out of the question. Instead, she waited for it to break. Once it did, she fought with all her strength to swim to shore. When she glanced around for her brother, he was no where to be seen. For about an hour, she lay there beside the lake before her last breath escaped her lips, her mask still tightly bound to her face.[/BCOLOR]
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