LANDSKNECHT, mercy

[MERCY]

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CLASS | the large axe she keeps mounted on her back makes clear she is a landsknecht. while she's capable of wielding a sword she's much more efficient with an axe. GENDER | it's quite obvious from the shapeliness of her body. the woman couldn't be anything but female. SEXUALITY | spending many of her nights surrounded by men within the labyrinth she's recently come to appreciate the softness of women. that being said, there are still those men who catch her eye, making her a true bisexual. ALIGNMENT | if she can get away with it, she is by no means opposed. she would be aligned as neutral evil, always out to fill her own pockets by any means possible. she's wary of the law and is not the type to openly commit crimes. unless she's dedicated to her party she has no qualms with leaving them behind if it means saving her own skin. [style=width:459px; height: 20px; border-radius: 10px; background-color: F6F6F6; font-family: arial; color: #B6BABB; font-size: 16px; font-wieght: bold; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center;]we all wear masks, i can see you have one as well[/style] APPEARANCE | mercy stands more on the tall side for her gender. five feet seven inches of gentle lines and curves coupled with one hundred forty pounds of bone and strong muscle, she has little trouble in handling her weapon. her slender build and the leanness of her muscles allow for a more slight form, however anyone looking closely will notice she's no lightweight. her limbs don't show any signs of frailty or daintiness. she's the type the more flimsy adventurers wouldn't agree to arm wrestle after a moment of sizing up their opponent. still, despite her strength she's certainly a feminine thing. thin fingered, small wristed, soft faced, hippy and well endowed. her skin is pale with just a slight pink tinge, clear and clean but marked by the occasional scar. scars, large and small, appear randomly all over her body. due to her condition of being unable to feel pain, she can hardly be bothered to remember when or how she got them. she has a slight, warm smile and eyes that appear deep and wise, clear blue and bicolored, showing hints of pink near her pupils. her hair is long and curly, pale blue-green and well cared for. her bangs are thick and wavy, hanging somewhat messily above her gaze. she carries herself confidently with a bit of a quickness in her steps, alert and focused. when she's not armored and ready for a trip into the labyrinth her style of clothing very much varies. she prefers skirts and dresses but will wear shorts if she plans on "working" that day. she tends to be underdressed for cool weather and doesn't really notice when it's chilly out. there are, unfortunately, those days when she fails to coordinate her clothing correctly and ends up a mess of colors. her outfits are rarely mixed and matched to avoid getting any odd looks for being unable to match anything. it can make her colorblindness more than a little obvious. PERSONALITY | old-fashioned. a term that suits mercy perfectly. she's terribly predictable in that if it worked before, she's going to be doing it that way until it fails her. she's well mannered enough. though she forgets her "please"s and "thank you"s she's respectful of others. she doesn't like to stir up trouble and avoids conflict when she can, and while she's not one to start problems her stern expression and the slow movement of her hand to the handle of her battleaxe makes it clear she is one to end them. she's a bit of a grump, honestly. she's sarcastic and a little crusty, often referred to as an "old man" by her friends. "kids these days" phrases aren't exactly something you wouldn't expect to hear from her. she prefers to stick to the book. she likes tradition. she likes to kick back and relax. and when she's not doing that? she wants to be out doing something that's going to push her to her limits. she can be terribly strict and opinionated, however she does a decent enough job of holding her standards only to herself. it can lead her to being just a bit judgmental when she's in a sour mood, however. luckily, she's not always acting like a warty old toad. there's still a bit of youth in her, and, if you can ignite that spark, she'll liven right up. she loves big, loud parties, lots of drinking, gambling, and playing games. telling stories around the campfire and packed lunches also seem to perk her up a bit. she actually enjoys a bit of window shopping now and then and doesn't mind being let in on gossip, though she isn't one to go spreading rumors herself. when she's happy she's happy, and it's obvious from the honest smile she gives. between the two extremes is a calm, almost melancholy demeanor. she's very relaxed and quiet, and though she exudes a warmth and certain, almost boiling sort of sternness, she's very much shut off from everyone and everything around her. she watches the world from afar and keeps herself completely detached from everything in it. LIKES

[/b] - while she's a big fan of whiskey, fruity cocktails with a sour punch are a close second. the stronger the alcohol the better, in her mind. she's not terribly fond of wine.

✔ rainy weather - she can't feel the cold, but she can feel the wet. the scent of the land after it rains is soothing to her, and she enjoys just sitting back and listening to it fall.

✔ music - mercy has a good sense of rhythm, a melodious singing voice, and surprising dancing skills. she absolutely loves music. she hums quite often and isn't shy about dancing whenever music is played.

✔ home cooking - any well cooked dish coming from a kitchen rather than from over a campfire will be quick to earn her attention. she's especially fond of lemon meringue and meat pies.

✔ jewelry - although she never wears it, mercy adores jewelry. she often received jewelry from her brother. since he's left she's held onto every piece of silver jewelry to touch her sticky fingers on.[/ul]
DISLIKES

[/b] - after having been scolded by them for years for pushing herself too far and "not being careful enough," she's come to be inclined to dislike all of them.

✖ thieves - though she is a thief herself, she doesn't much appreciate having things taken from her. she's quite wary of anyone whom she learns shares her occupation.

✖ "home" - mercy is the type that needs to wander. she doesn't like to be stuck at home or forced to do menial chores. she needs to be out, whether it be to clear her head with a walk or get some work done.

✖ being distrusted - distrust her and you'll have a higher chance of her proving you right. she's an honest woman and dislikes when people come to the conclusion she's cruel simply because she steals.

✖ griping - she can take complaining for a while, but once her patience is gone one can hardly expect any kindness from her. comrades will have to man up and shut up, otherwise they'll be left to eat her dust.[/ul]
HISTORY | when her home lit up in flames and fell as ash to the ground, she found herself not just without a place to live, but also without a family. she was whisked away to an orphanage, and there she stayed until she was adopted by a new family. she was only seven, at the time.

the couple, who seemed unable to have children themselves, had taken in a young man to raise as well. the father often ventured into the labyrinth for work while their mother stayed at home to raise them. it took the family quite a while to realize something wasn't quite right with their girl, but when they finally understood she was not only unable to feel pain, but couldn't properly differentiate colors, they couldn't help but dote on her.

the couple tended to spoil mercy, but when she asked to take up a weapon so as to venture into the labyrinth like her adoptive father forbade such a thing from happening. her stubbornness won out however, seeing as how as soon as she was capable of training she was doing just that.

her brother who, quite frankly, was much quicker intellectually than she was, would help with her studies and then she would get to training. later, at night, he would often read to her as she fell asleep. she was incredibly close to her brother, though he wasn't the best influence. the boy had sticky fingers and not only helped mercy to steal whatever caught her eye, but also taught her how to do so without his help.

one night he confessed he was going to the labyrinth alone to check something out. he advised his sister not to follow and, meekly, she agreed not to. but when he didn't return after two days, she really began to worry.

she never did tell her adoptive parents where the boy had run off to, she felt too guilty for allowing him to do so. she started venturing into the labyrinth with others as soon as they would allow her into their groups, looking for signs of him. while she never did find any, she did find her skills were rapidly increasing.

as she grew older it simply became her job. she would take an item or a few coins from whoever she passed by, pick up missions and quests here and there, and often stay at the inn rather than the house that she paid for. though not well known, she was a decent adventurer. one who had ventured into the labyrinth more than a few times.[/size][/blockquote]

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ROLE | always on the offensive, she jumps into battle without much thought. that in combination with her colorblindness and insensitivity to pain can make her a medic's nightmare. luckily though, she's quick on her feet and tends to bring more than enough supplies on a trip, able to provide her party with limited support through items.

WEAPONS

[/b] - though large, it's quite plain. its handle is a bit worn from use and there's a chip or two in the metal, but it's still in great condition.
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SKILLS

[/font] ] swords[/b] - mastery of swords (passive)
[ I ] axes - mastery of axes (passive)
[ I ] deathaxe - a charging axe strike (uses arms)
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ITEMS

[/b] - heals a small amount of health for one ally[/ul][/size][/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table]

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