Rori Terask

[Rori Terask]

Rori Terask

26

5'7''

125lbs

Human Female

She has Bluish eyes that have been known to turn a dark shade of green. Her hair is streaked a pale green from her constant use of poison. She is fair skinned with a tribal tattoo she keeps hidden from most eyes.

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Rori's story starts at a young ageborn to noble parents who operated and owned an Inn in the city of Trinsic. She was always well taken care of, properly groomed , dressed in the finest of clothing , and taught the proper etiquette. She had what everyone else wanted, except she wanted none of it. All these fine things were just that to her....... things , but for her parents she put up with it day in and day out. By the time she was 14 her parents had become political figures in Trinsic and were even asked to serve on the Council in Britain which they did not accept for several more years.
Rori often left the walls of Trinsic to wonder around and try to get lost. It was on these trips that she discovered a hidden talent though at a cost. She had left for an evening out with a close friend of hers, Rori wanted to see a beautiful flower she overheard some bureaucrats talking about an Oleander. As they were about to enter the clearing where the flowers grew they could see a small fire and several hooded figures. As they inched closer to get a look.....*snap of a twig* They both looked down at the noise and when they looked back up the figures were gone. In that instant everything went black. When she woke she was in a bed surrounded by healers.Next to her in the next bed was her friend, who was sweating profusely and skin had a reddish tint to it. At that moment the questions came flying from all directions. They turned to whispers some mixed with gasps and then one turned and ran off out of the building. She found out that the beautiful plant they went after was a highly poisonous variety of to which they couldnt seem to cure and at that moment she realized why wasnt she feeling the toxins why was she not in the same condition. Her friend died that night.
Time went on and many tests were tried on Rori and all seemed to end the same way Poisons didnt seem to affect her the same way as it did on many people. Its not to say she couldnt become poisoned but that she was adept at fighting it off and seemed to be almost immune to its touch and taste. Word got out about her new found skill and many an apothecary sent word about requiring her services. Day after day letters came in though one caught her attention. It wasnt much of a letter as a drawing, it was a purple pinwheel like flower with long thin green leaves. There was no name, no town of origin just that flower. Weeks went by as she rejected letter after letter hoping for another sign of that flower. Then a year to the day of recieving that flower she had a dream. It was of a hooded figure , a face she couldnt quite make out, it spoke....(think Hugo Weaving's voice) Today you are given Two options, in one hand there is the nothing..... a vast emptiness...... a solitude in the service of nobody......going nowhere. In the other hand you have a Meaning.......a Purpose..... a Path set for you to follow..... a Way that leads to me. I know you have been waiting for this moment and I am merley giving you an option out of courtesy as I already know your choice. When you awake you will find a bag and in it you will find the Path you seek......she awoke. At 16 she left her life without a goodbye.
Years went by and she excelled at every task set before her. Her appearance had changed some her hair had changed to a darkish blonde with tint of green, this was mostly due to the fact she didnt have to worry about soaking her hands after dealing with the poisons of the job and the constant running of her hands through her hair. It was because of this most of her Brothers and Sisters stayed away, not that assassins have heart to heart talks(this isnt the movies), most shunned her because she had a power nobody else had and the Master showed her much more attention. He personally taught her how to stay hidden and walk the shadows, to use a form of magic to channel the poisons she could create. By the time she was 22 she was almsot as powerful as the Master was. This did not sit well with his grace who grew paranoid that his apprentice had learned so quickly and soon he began to plot her last breathe.
She was called into the Masters chambers for an mission of the greatest importance. He explained that the Council in Britain was trying to open a portal to an Identical world as the one we lived in......but it was unlike our own. It was lush and vibrant and murderers and thieves could not passtothis Realm as it has some sort of magic barrier. This had to be stopped at all costs. She was given a list of names of those who were to vote in favor of opening this gate and she was to make thier deaths look painful as to send a message to the others. At once she had her plan set, she would build small boxes rigged with her special blend of noxious gasses it wasnt quick and was very ugly to watch. These boxes would be made of gold and gems of beauty beyond all to see. Those rich folk wont know what hit them she thought. She went over the list again and again all was set and the boxes were ready to be delivered, she set out for Britain herself. As she made her way and kept saying the list in her head a name kept ringing familiar to her but she couldnt figure it out. She got to Britain and began delivering the boxes to the respected residents placing them in a study or den , anyplace that looked like it was used often. The last was the one name on the list she felt like she knew...... Oliver Drend. She put it all aside and delivered the box. That night she made her rounds to make sure her little boxes of terror were doing the job. One by one she entered the homes and watched as they gasped for air , clawing at their throats and lungs. One by one they died. Then there was that one Residence again.....Drend. Upon entering the home she noticed her trap got two victims *smiles* but closer inspection showed Rori something she couldnt have expected the second victim was a woman who looked just like her only older..* A smile from ear to ear cracked across his face as he watched her from inside* Imagines began flooding her head one after another of a time once lost to her, they swirled around blurring everything around her. She grasped her head with both hands and squeezed, it felt as if she'd pop. When she came to it was almost morning. She set the deceased arms folded over their chests , closed their eyes and walked away.To get some answers.
She arrived at the lair to a grizzly scene , it was if her brothers and sisters all killed eachother. Bodies were everywhere some with knives in their backs some poisoned lying in their own vomit. She quickly made her way to the masters room to find it empty of all but a comm crystal. Then she heard his voice and her eyes went to a dark green, she turned and blew the door off the hinges and made her way. She used her powers to locate her Old Master and off she went for the final battle. They stood face to face, she said You made into a monster you taught me to kill you made me a tool for evil. He said Oh no child I only used what was already in your heart. You did the rest I just hadnt expected your powers to grow so fast. As he went to speak again she let out a loud scream with a magical incantation that sent a massive noxious cloud in every direction killing all in its path trees fell grasses burned animals were left to dust as well as the cowardly Master nothing remained but his hooded robe.Which she wears to this day. A smile creeped across her face as she thought of his words she did like what she did and it would continue.
She sought out the greatest powers in the land looking for the ultimate power, what she found was irony. She prepared an incantation that was going to double her power only to have it go wrong and leave her without a memory of all her deeds of the past, and once again was lost. It was at that Time that she met Soren and it was off to Newcastle. That is for another story though.