About
Name: Liliana
Race: Breton
Class: Healer/Assassin
Age: 19
Religion: Kynareth/Sithis
Marital Status: Single
Home: A small cabin close to Whiterun
Character Quote: “Everybody expects a knife in the back. Nobody expects a poison slipped into a healing potion from a
dedicated and sweet priestess of Kynareth.”
Personality
Likes: As a priestess, Liliana does like helping those in need and likes healing people. But she was raised as an assassin, so murder and death come easily to her. She prefers to handle things with stealth and guile.
Dislikes: Liliana sees brute force as a sign of stupidity and common thinking, and therefore sees most common warriors as stupid sword swingers that are only good for being a meat shield.
Positive Traits: Loyal, strong willed, and determined. Will finish a job no matter what.
Negative Traits: Aloof, sees her magic as better than something as ‘simple’ as a martial weapon
Phobia: She is deathly afraid of wisps.
Behavior: Around her friends, she can quite funny and warm. If a warrior has managed to impress her enough so that she will call them friend, she will even be kind and gentle towards them. To others she does not know or care to know, she will be distant and cold.
Alignment: Chaotic neutral. Although she is a healer, she is still a murderer. She does what pleases her when she wants to do it.
Cosmetics
Build: Small, lean, athletic. Fairly attractive but tries to make sure she doesn’t stand out in a crowd.
Eyes: An odd purple-pink color that makes her look far more innocent than she is. Her eyes are shaped in a way that tend to make people think of her as more of an innocent child than a fully capable (and dangerous) adult.
Hair: Long pale blonde hair that is slightly wavy. When acting as a priestess, she usually keeps her hair down to make her look more innocent. On a job she pulls it up into a loose ponytail to keep it out of her face.
Scars: No scars as she tries to keep herself looking as innocent as possible.
Height: 5’2
Weight: 107 lbs.
Skin: Slightly pale but with enough of a tan to look normal. She doesn’t spend a lot of time outside during the day, preferring to travel at night.
Notable Features: A small tattoo low on her right hip, but people only ever see the edge of it.
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Equipment
Weapon(s): None. She simply uses her magic.
Combat Apparel: A set of strong and custom enchanted restoration and conjuration robes.
Casual Apparel: Usually a light green dress and simple boots when she is working as a priestess, or a pair of tight pants with a white shirt when among friends who know her true nature.
Major Skills
Restoration: She’s a priestess, and she is quite the talented healer.
Conjuration: Since she prefers not to get her own hands dirty, she tends to let her summoned minions do it for her.
Illusion: Although she tends to stay in the schools of Restoration and Conjuration, she has learned a few tricks of illusion to keep herself out of harm’s way.
Alchemy: Since she had to learn how to make both healing potions and poisons, she had to quickly become talented in this skill. Her alchemy skill is one of her strongest, allowing her to mix poison with healing and curing potions.
Combat Style
She stays strictly within the school of magic, usually starting a fight by summoning a creature to let it take the attention off of her. She will then usually stay back and heal her creature, pelt the attacker with minor Destruction spells, or more preferably mess with her opponent’s mind with Illusion spells.
History
Liliana, as far as anyone knows, was raised with her father who was a profession assassin. He was the one who taught her the art of alchemy and murder, and he was a harsh taskmaster. It was because of the abuses he bestowed upon her that she quickly learned Restoration magic just so she could survive his brutal training. Although she never hated her father because the skills he taught her were useful, she did resent him for how he trained her.
Then, at the young age of 12, her father went out on a job and never came back. Somehow or another (can’t reveal too much right at the start), she found herself in a temple of Kynareth. There was were she learned how to perfect her healing arts, but her desire to shed blood had never truly left her.
Sample (Sorry if it isn't perfect. I'm kind of new at this.)
Liliana rolled her eyes as she glanced around the temple, seeing even more people be brought in for healing. All of this was from this damned civil war, and although it was good for business, the amount of stupid people getting themselves slashed to pieces was starting to become an annoyance. The only good thing about this job right now was that, every so often, a very important solider would come limping in. A very important solider with a price on their head.
"Lili! This man needs help immedaitely!" Another one of the priestess shouted at her. Liliana bit her tongue, trying to keep her sarcastic nature in check for the time being. Trying to paint the picture of a perfect priestess, she quickly stood and walked over to the man, a fake but convincing smile plastered on her face. The man's side was covered in blood and it was clear that he would die soon without somebody's help.
"Calm, my child. Tell me your name while I try to fix this horrendous wound," she cooed softly, knowing that a sweet voice like hers would help the man relax. His squirming quickly stilled as she raised her hands, preparing to cast a spell.
"Verand, my lady," the man crooked, making Liliana stop for a second. That name was familiar. Somebody had put a price on his head, and although it had been awhile since she had looked at the poster, she was sure she remembered the instructions. Liliana subtly slid her hand into her robe pocket, grinning slyly when she felt the small flask of poison she always kept there.
"Don't you worry dear. Everything will be alright now."