crappy writing is crappy OTZ Game: Elder Scrolls VI- Oblivion
Weapons of Choice: Iron Bow, Iron Arrows, Steel dagger
Armor of Choice: Shrouded.
Casual clothing: A dyed black hood, short sleeved vest, tan linen, tan shirt, mocasins.
Enchanted Items of Choice: Eye of Sithis [Allows her to see the life force of beings up to fifty feet away], Ring of Marksman [Improves her shot] and Lightweight Ring [Feather/ makes what she carries lighter.]
Personality: Rude yet Quiet, a constant sigher, has a soft spot for cuddly animals and children. Has a sweet tooth. Rose tends to be very mistrusting of people she first meets, even those of her own race but more peticularly with men. Is very sensitive on the fact she is shorter than the average Argonian.
History: Nurashi was raised in Leyawiin, her parents had dashed away from the black marsh as to keep her from
becoming a Shadowscale, not believing it was right for their only child to be taken away to become an assassin simply because of her stars.
Her father was a hunter who loved using the mists and fogs of the area around Leyawiin to sneak upon his prey. As well as a teacher to young Nurashi in the ways of the world. He was the ideal parent, however he did hold an addctive scary side, hidden to most, until Skooma or Alcohol is involved.
Her mother was a seamstress, helping anyone around Leyawiin with what repairs their clothing needed. The pay wasn't much, but it did however keep the taxes off them and the roof over their head. She was kind and caring with sensible and level headed thinking, but a tendency to enjoy gossip and rumors.
Nurashii growing up was surrounded by people outside of the Black Marsh she has been raised almost Imperialistically while still holding the polite traditions of an black marsh native. She got exsposed to the different races and different people.
As she grew older Nurashi began to see the world darker then it should have been, whenever the night came. When she would hide behind what covers she could as many fights sparked between her parents. Her mother arguing about his obsessive drinking while her father argued back about how he was the one to bring in the food and deserved more reward.
One night however, he went too far. After a mixture of Skooma and Mead, he returned home and waved his dagger around, threatening and abusing her as Nurashi watched in terror from her bed. After a struggle and almost attempted rape, her father had ended up stabbing her mother in the stomach, the dagger going deep into her body. He swore and stumbled out into the city, the city guards arresting him shortly after for the illegal consumption of Skooma.
Nurashi scurried out from under her blankets and ran to her mother's side who began wrapping her wounds in the fabric laying around the house. Neither of her parents were magic users. so all Nurashi had was trying to help tie tight knots to stop the bleeding as her father taught her once before.
When a guard came to check on the house and saw the young argonian clinging to her dying mother, he felt pity and helped take her to the local mage's guild, Nurashi not leaving her mother's side.
A few days later, The mage's said she was able to return home, reminding them for her to have rest. When they returned, Her father sat at the table and looked up to them wearily. Her mother being the kind soul trusted him again and returned him to her open arms, while Nurashi would not have any it. Hatred boiling deep in her soul against her father.
And it didn't help that her father sure enough returned to his normal ways, only this time he used her mother's weakness and fragile state to get his way. It was this abuse that deteriorated her mother's health to the point of being bed ridden. Nurashi spent every day with her mother while her father went of drinking, getting into fights and spending many nights in jail, trying to escape the life he had made for himself.
Nurashi never ate and would fall asleep by her mother's side. The young argonian bound to the bed by the heavy weight of guilty, she should have saved her, stopped her father. Her eyes opened suddenly to the sound of a whisper, calling her name softly. She knew the voice but couldn't place it.
She walked out to the living room in a trance, stopping as she saw the ghostly apparition of her mother who just smiled to her. She ran over and hugged the spirit, her body feeling cold. Her mother wrapped her arms around the young girl.
"Nurashi... please... your father... please... get angry... please..." Her mother's words disappeared as she started to disappear.
"Mother.. no! please... don't go!"
"Nurashi... remember... please... my words..." Her mother disappeared.
The young argonian's look of sadness turned to utter rage... Her target... Her father.
Rest of History :WIP
Faction: Dark Brotherhood
Entered: At the age of 10
Teachers Lost -Marksmen Ocheeva- Dagger use and Sneaking Teinaava- Lock picking and Sneaking
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