Mirima *

Name: Mirima (Meer-ee-mah) Age: 120 (looks 21) Race: Wood Elf Job: Hired Assassin/Thief Likes: anything shiny that's worth a pretty penny, Shi'Larra, Getting away, Parkour, Watching Shi'Larra Preform her Veil Dance Dislikes: Royalty, Her own kind, Getting caught, Shi'Larra being harmed, Having to pay for stuff ( I'm a thief I shouldn't have to pay for things!) Personality: Secretive, Protective, Calculating, Patient, Hot blooded at times. Love: Shi'Larra http://toyhou.se/229091.shi-larra Backstory: Born from an Elven Mother and an Elven father she was shunned and hidden away from the elven community. She was a pure elf born with an extremely rare defect. Born with human ears. They kept her hidden from their kind for as long as possible. Going to the point of paying a half blood that no longer lived in their city to take her to their cabin and teach her the ways of being invisible in the world. The more she learned and the less she saw of her people the more she began to hate them. One day the people who were supposed to care for tried to kill her. She had surpassed them in skill though quickly taking them out. She searched their bodies discovering there had been a hit out on her. Word must of gotten out that she existed. An anomaly that couldn't be explained so it needed to be eradicated. No matter how high her parents status was. She gathered her things and went roaming. Killing any who tried to come after her the elves learned to stop sending people to kill her. She was the dark secret no one talked about. She became known for leaving dead bodies behind her so she turned it to her advantage by becoming an assassin for higher. Living as she pleased and taking what she wanted. Her favorite contracts were those killing her own kind and royals. One day while she was stalker her latest prey, a cruel king whose people were tired of him, when she first laid eyes on her. His favorite dancer. She watched her dance for him every night. Watched her as she would dance as the sun rose and dance as the sun set. She was entranced by the dancer the moment she laid eyes on her. At night she would get closer and closer until one day the dancer spoke to her. Then the decision was forced upon her. That night she had made her way into the kings chamber ready to kill him in his sleep. There chained to the floor was her dancer Shi'Larra crying with guards guarding the door the kind standing over her. She knew she could either preform her duty and kill the king or save the women she was falling in love with. For once she broke her contract. fighting the guards as the king ran to safety she was able to save Shi'Larra. Now they travel trying to avoid the kings henchmen.