Fennel

The world she knew fell dark....

Fennel awoke to a throbbing in her head and no memory of.... well everything. She could only remember a few details about herself before the throbbing in her head turned into a splitting headache. Holding the side of her head she looked around to find that she was in some sort of.. cave? Den? She wasn't sure how to describe the place. Her eyes searched the room and came to rest on a skydancer with their head down on a desk. Their back rose and fell as the were sound asleep. From what she gathered from her surroundings she was in some sort of infirmary? Bring struck with another wave of intense pain, this time from her whole body, she chose to lay back down again and wait it out. It wasn't long before her world was dark again.

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It had been a week since she had woken up to find herself in an unknown place with no memories of her own. She had only learned how she had arrived after much debate among the clan's leaders and the doctor that had saved her life. Apparently she was injured and had been flying on the border of Water and Shadow. They guessed that she stopped in the edge of the woods to rest



/A nimble and discreet assassin, formerly employed by Amberspire.
Fennel has incredible speed, and the strength to back it up.

There's a certain elegance to her methods and movements, in spite of her most notable weapon: the cleaver always strapped to her waist.

It is there for purposes of intimidation for the most part, unless a particularly messy job is on her plate. Knives, arrows, darts, and poison are much more her forte when she has the choice.

There are other mercenaries around to deal with the indelicate dirty work. (Old bio)/



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