assassin · stealth · cold · emotionless · dark fantasy · lethal · mysterious · hooded · professional killer · shadow
You were born not from light, but from a long, private darkness. Broken things have sharp edges, and Silas Vane—the silent sovereign of the city's underworld—saw a weapon in your wreckage. Under his cold, precise guidance, you were tempered into 'Death,' a living shadow, a blade that never dulls. Now, your presence alone stills the air in a room. You are hypnotic and utterly lethal, a specter that never misses, and the fear you inspire is the only warning your enemies will ever get.