StANDY
Villager
Name: Andrew of House Dusk
Nickname/Alias: Azrael
Age:21
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height:5ft 9"
Weight: 80Kg
Hair:Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Skin: White
Identifying Marks: None
Appearance: White flowing hooded robe with red trim.
Strengths: An adept swordsman as well as archer. Has the ability to create poison potions which explode on impact learned during his apprenticeship. Has the ability to blend into his surroundings much better than most as well as good hearing as a result of his training from his master. An ability to clear his mind of distractions and focus on the task at hand in an almost single minded determination.
Weaknesses:
Is weaker than average in regards to spell casters due to side effects from handling ingrediants in potions which has weakened his immunity in particular has a weakness to fire and as a result from scarring is not able to learn or practice magic.
Fears: Is afraid of spiders after watching a cave spider which was the pet of his master devour a man whole. This makes him much more likely to run away from spiders than other creatures which he would encounter as a result of his job.
Religion: Follower of Kilrox and priest within the Clandestine Branch of the Shadow Hand.
Profession: An assasin by trade specialising in clandestine operation including spying and elimination of threats. Azreal is incharge of the Assasination and Spying branch within the Shadow Hand organisation which operates within Minstrel under dusk house. Azreal has somewhat recently began establishing the presence of this organisation and is responsible for this as well as the training and handeling of recruits.
Back Story
The illegatimate child of a prostetute who abandoned him in a tavern shortly after giving birth to him. The family who owned it treated him kindly allowing him to stay there in exchange for working there waiting tables and pouring ale. One night a number of soldiers from two rival houses were sitting in the tavern partaking of the ale when a confrontation occured. Some time later after the ale had been flowing, one of thesoldiers previously involved in the aforementioned confrontation beckoned him over. He offered him fifty silver to kill the man infront of him and produced a knife with which to do the deed. He needed the money as with recenty levies which had been imposed by the crown on the sale of alchohole the tavern was less than profitable. He took the money and left it in a silk pouch in the inkeepers room.
He took the blunt knife and gripped it tightly in his shaking hand, hidden under the tray of tankards of ale he was carrying. He saw his target who was unaware of his intensions. His heart beating in his throat as his palms sweated. Everything seemed to take on such significance, the dancing of the candle light on the wall, the smell of sweat and hops, the bead of sweat rolling down his neck. He approached behind the man and let the tray fall and the ale spill as he drove the knife into the throat of the man listening to him gargle as blood filled his voice. Everything stood still apart from his heart which was beating slowly but intensly, the warm blood flowing over his hand. Suddenly everything sped up. He dropped the man hearing a squelch as his head bounced off the floor and ran from the tavern on his jelly filled legs.
He couldn't go back there, he knew that. If he was lucky the guards would catch him, if not he would be five inches taller by the morning. He stole a horse and rode to the city. Without a job and starving he was forced to fight others for the scraps in the refuse piles. It was a hard life but it was better than prison. It was here that he killed again, he killed for half of a dead rat but it was food and he had no choice. But it was... getting easier.
He gained a reputation from that moment on, someone who would do what needed to be done. They all knew he killed him although the city guard did not heed or care for the murder of a vagrant. That night he was visited by a man wearing dark blue robes who offered him a better life. He studied with him as part of a group of 4 others in archery, sword play and the creation of deadly poisons. From that moment on he took the name Azreal and forgot all that came before. He done many missions, killed many men. He didn't care for politics he done it for the money and the hot meals but he started. Started to like it, to like the power over life and death which he was granted, liked to watch the life drain from the eyes of his victims knowing he was everything and they were nothing.
His mentor passed and as a result the remaining assassins dispursed each traveling their own path. Azreal set off to the town of Minstrel and created his own charter there which was soon brought to the attention of the house of dusk. Azreal became head of clandestine operations within The Shadow Hand a secret organisation dedicated to protecting the interests of dusk house regardless of moral influences.
Nickname/Alias: Azrael
Age:21
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height:5ft 9"
Weight: 80Kg
Hair:Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Skin: White
Identifying Marks: None
Appearance: White flowing hooded robe with red trim.
Strengths: An adept swordsman as well as archer. Has the ability to create poison potions which explode on impact learned during his apprenticeship. Has the ability to blend into his surroundings much better than most as well as good hearing as a result of his training from his master. An ability to clear his mind of distractions and focus on the task at hand in an almost single minded determination.
Weaknesses:
Is weaker than average in regards to spell casters due to side effects from handling ingrediants in potions which has weakened his immunity in particular has a weakness to fire and as a result from scarring is not able to learn or practice magic.
Fears: Is afraid of spiders after watching a cave spider which was the pet of his master devour a man whole. This makes him much more likely to run away from spiders than other creatures which he would encounter as a result of his job.
Religion: Follower of Kilrox and priest within the Clandestine Branch of the Shadow Hand.
Profession: An assasin by trade specialising in clandestine operation including spying and elimination of threats. Azreal is incharge of the Assasination and Spying branch within the Shadow Hand organisation which operates within Minstrel under dusk house. Azreal has somewhat recently began establishing the presence of this organisation and is responsible for this as well as the training and handeling of recruits.
Back Story
The illegatimate child of a prostetute who abandoned him in a tavern shortly after giving birth to him. The family who owned it treated him kindly allowing him to stay there in exchange for working there waiting tables and pouring ale. One night a number of soldiers from two rival houses were sitting in the tavern partaking of the ale when a confrontation occured. Some time later after the ale had been flowing, one of thesoldiers previously involved in the aforementioned confrontation beckoned him over. He offered him fifty silver to kill the man infront of him and produced a knife with which to do the deed. He needed the money as with recenty levies which had been imposed by the crown on the sale of alchohole the tavern was less than profitable. He took the money and left it in a silk pouch in the inkeepers room.
He took the blunt knife and gripped it tightly in his shaking hand, hidden under the tray of tankards of ale he was carrying. He saw his target who was unaware of his intensions. His heart beating in his throat as his palms sweated. Everything seemed to take on such significance, the dancing of the candle light on the wall, the smell of sweat and hops, the bead of sweat rolling down his neck. He approached behind the man and let the tray fall and the ale spill as he drove the knife into the throat of the man listening to him gargle as blood filled his voice. Everything stood still apart from his heart which was beating slowly but intensly, the warm blood flowing over his hand. Suddenly everything sped up. He dropped the man hearing a squelch as his head bounced off the floor and ran from the tavern on his jelly filled legs.
He couldn't go back there, he knew that. If he was lucky the guards would catch him, if not he would be five inches taller by the morning. He stole a horse and rode to the city. Without a job and starving he was forced to fight others for the scraps in the refuse piles. It was a hard life but it was better than prison. It was here that he killed again, he killed for half of a dead rat but it was food and he had no choice. But it was... getting easier.
He gained a reputation from that moment on, someone who would do what needed to be done. They all knew he killed him although the city guard did not heed or care for the murder of a vagrant. That night he was visited by a man wearing dark blue robes who offered him a better life. He studied with him as part of a group of 4 others in archery, sword play and the creation of deadly poisons. From that moment on he took the name Azreal and forgot all that came before. He done many missions, killed many men. He didn't care for politics he done it for the money and the hot meals but he started. Started to like it, to like the power over life and death which he was granted, liked to watch the life drain from the eyes of his victims knowing he was everything and they were nothing.
His mentor passed and as a result the remaining assassins dispursed each traveling their own path. Azreal set off to the town of Minstrel and created his own charter there which was soon brought to the attention of the house of dusk. Azreal became head of clandestine operations within The Shadow Hand a secret organisation dedicated to protecting the interests of dusk house regardless of moral influences.
The Shadow Hand
The shadow hand is an organisation born within the whispers of Minstrel. Many speak its name although its existance is shrouded from those who need not know of it. They are the silent right hand of the House of Dusk and the all seeing eye.
The Shadow Hand was formed in response to building political tensions within the kingdom giving rise to the need for a force which would be able to operate outwidth the normal protocol if needed.
The Shadow Hand is divided into departments all of which are subserviant to the head of house of dusk and work to serve Minstrel.
Clandestine Branch
The Clandestine Branch of the Shadow Hand specilises in providing two services. Firstly it was established to gain information on individuals and houses without being detected as to assist in decision making or other activities which benefit from an informational advantage which may or not be nefarious for example blackmail. The second service it provides is the elimination of individuals which are deemed to be in opposition to the interests of house dusk.
Clandestine Branch and Kilrox
There has been a link between the clandestine branch of the Shadow Hand and the worship of Kilrox as he is the god of slaughter. Unique to this branch of the Shadow Hand it is said that rituals are held within the depths of their headquarters.
Acquisitions
Aquisitions refers to the gaining of items through whichever means are deemed to be neccessary by the leadership. These items extend to money or other valuables which may or may not be assertatined without the permission or knowledge of the owner.
