Sonnet
We'll burn that bridge when we get to it.
Social Rank: 9
Concept: A song that cuts.
Fealty:
Crownsworn
Family:
None
Gender: female
Marital Status: single
Age: 27
Birthday: 3/12
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Assassin
Height: average height
Hair Color: gold
Eye Color: hazel
Skintone: cream
Description: With gold hair and honeyed skin, this woman is built like a predator; long-limbed with lean muscle and effortless grace, power coiled and ready to be unleashed. Hazel eyes are set in an oval face, with high cheekbones, a stately nose and full lips.
Personality: Earnest and a little intense, coupled with the wild look in her eye, Sonnet comes off as anything but sane. Spontaneous, her emotions would mark her as mercurial but even storms spin up to less ferocity in so short a time. It's impossible to find where her loyalties lie and where they truth, but one thing is certain: when Sonnet sets herself to a goal, she works for it until she can't, or until something more interesting comes along to steal her attention. Seems like the kind of person that will always have a bit of rope and a sharp edge or two on her, somewhere.
Background: Her mother claims Sonnet fell off the back of a turnip cart when she was a baby and the grocer was gone before the woman could give her back, so she raised little Sonnet to be a skilled assassin and sent her to murder the errant grocer as her first kill. It's probably true, too; Sonnet's mother believed heartily in the satisfaction of a long con.
Name | Summary |
Piccola | What a lively, strange individual. This is not a bad thing; quite the opposite. There is more to learn of her. And I intend to learn it. |