Agatha Archer

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Agatha Prudence Archer

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FACTS

Full Name: Agatha Prudence Archer
Nicknames: Only for rumors about her where they refer to the mysterious assassin as: ‘Black Butterfly”
Physical Age: 28
Real Age: 28
Gender: Female
Species: Werewolf/The Brigade
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

CHARACTERISTICS

Face Claim: Stacey Farber
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Green
Distinguishing Features: Her hair and her eyes
Height: 5' 2 (1.57 m)
Body Type: Lithe
Piercings, Tattoos, Scars, etc?: Has a tattoo of a white wolf with a red and green eye on the back of her neck, next to that has a bit hidden tattoo low on her side that’s the depiction of, and personal reminder, of her being the rumoured and infamous “Black Butterfly” as the tattoo is of a dangerous, yet neutral, looking black butterfly

PERSONAL

Likes:

• Nature
  
• Animals
  
• Shadows
  
• Archery/Marksmanship
  
• Improving herself and her skills
  

Dislikes:

• Unnecessary violence
  
• Cowards
  
• Abandonment
  
• Disrespect
  
• People
  

Powers:

• Enhanced senses & reflexes
  
• Immortality
  
• Shifting
  
• Healing
  
• Poison claws
  
• Speak with animals
  

Strengths:

• Versatile combatant
  
• Expert tracker
  
• Hunting
  
• Hiding & ambushing
  
• Innocent appearance
  

Weaknesses:

• Silver
  
• Paranoia toward people
  
• Distrust of people
  
• Allergic to nuts
  
• Keeping people at a distance
  

Goals:

• Performing her tasks for the Brigade as Head of the Assassins Division
  
• Hoping to one day find someone she can actually trust and open herself up to
  
• Finding actual love, even through her scepticism
  
• One day being able to stop all the killing
  
• Starting her own business with making sculptures and statues
  

Fears:

• Killing an innocent
  
• Staying alone
  
• Having that empty hole in her stomach and chest stay
  
• Being manipulated without knowing it
  
• Having the Brigade turn on her
  

Secrets:

• She was born a werewolf and in the process turned her mother, who was human/Yalanzen into one
  
• She’s convinced that her parents abandoned her at a younger age after an argument thus starting up her paranoid distrust of people
  
• She occasionally sneaks out to go free-running through especially the forest and clearing her head if necessary
  
• Has a personal collection of smaller and bigger statues that she sculpted in her free time
  
• Also has a pretty large personal collection of a variation of weapons to her choosing, from knives, blades and guns and other projectile weapons, to a whole cabinet of vials of poisons
  
• Still wonders every day about if her parents are still out there somewhere, and still wants to know what exactly happened that day
  
• Often still sneaks out herself or sneaks in her wolf friend when she has the chance and especially the need for the company
  

Personality Traits:

• Focussed
  
• Driven
  
• Preferably having a neutral view on things
  
• Innocent look and acting it
  
• Expert at surviving on her own and in the wild
  
• Can adapt quickly to use almost any situation and/or surrounding to her advantage
  

HISTORY

Mother's Name: Sara
Father's Name: Andreus
Siblings: None, she’s an only child
Significant Other: None yet
Other Family: None that she’s ever known of
Birthplace: Deep inside the forest
Hometown: Inside the forest and after that the Brigade
History: There isn’t all too much Agatha remembers from her past, as she doesn’t even remember the town she used to live in with her parents, all she can remember is that she had been born in the woods, and after that how she was abandoned by her parents to survive on her own in the wilderness. Unbeknown to her, her parents only dropped her for a moment in the woods, after they had a fight with each other and she yelled at her Dad, who then went off to take a couple of hunters of their backs, but when she arrived at their rendezvous point, she waited for three days, but they never came, and she never found them after that, not knowing that they had actually been killed before they could meet up with her again.

Having a father as a werewolf and a Yalanzen as a mother, she turned her mother into a werewolf the day she was born, that’s why they never had time to get to their village for the proper help, but still both mother and daughter came through anyway. She remembers that she loved her parents with all her heart, that she trusted them with her life as she always figured it should, but after she was sure they had just left her, she felt betrayed and her trust felt broken, something she never let go off and created a paranoid part of her that doesn’t trust anyone, that is a person at least.

After being abandoned, it was hard for Agatha at first, but eventually she seemed to fit in with the wilderness, even the more dangerous animals eventually seemed to just, let her be, or even afraid of her. She got better and better at tracking, hunting for survival and food and started feeling at home in the woods, with nature even more than she ever had. She learned how to move silently but very quickly and agile through the trees, through anything that she could find footing on, and learned how to appreciate the darkness, even using the darkness and shadows to her advantage when hunting animals for food, thanking them afterward for their sacrifice and the food they would give her.

One day however, a hunting party after werewolves, tracked her won, and worse, she had met one of them before, pretending to be lost and she actually had liked the guy and thought that maybe not everyone was so bad, but when they attacked her in the night, and she recognized her, something broke and switched inside of her, the start of her paranoia and distrust for everyone, had grown to full size and after one of them missed her by inches of shooting her in the neck with a silver arrow, she disappeared, regrouped, and when they least expected it, killed their entire group without receiving a scratch. When the local populaces and villages learned of the groups death, rumors started up about a mysterious assassin, or even beast, inhabiting a certain wide area of the woods. When more and more hunting parties came, which followed with in her eyes them hurting animals that had done nothing to deserve it, especially after she’d seen they had enough food to survive anyway, she started protecting them, attacking in the dark, ambushing and even using the herbs and minerals of her surroundings to create powerful poisons and toxins to even more silently kill her enemies and those of her “friends” the animals around her, even more so when after she got more and more control of herself and got used to living like this, she started being able to talk to them and with that, quickly making a friend with one particular white wolf with two different eyes that she began to see as a best friend, hence the tattoo of it in the back of her neck.

It was all these attacks that started up the mysterious nickname of “Black Butterfly” because of how she always wore black clothing to adapt to her surroundings and the darkness, while moving swiftly and sometimes even gracefully while performing her killings. There have been a few lucky ones that didn’t shown her any hostility or any signs of recognizing her, that she let live and go on with their lives, most of them are the ones that give most of the strength to the story that is the “Black Butterfly” which she had conflicted feelings about, not wanting to kill anything or anyone, but just like her killing animals for her survival, did she kill them for her own and the animals survival.

Eventually she found herself in a situation being face to face with a high ranked member of the Brigade who somehow seemed to know who she was came looking for her and to talk to her. She was distrustful and completely on her guard during the whole conversation, even after being persuaded to give it a chance and go with him to the Brigade, she stayed on her guard, but through her time there, she actually felt at home, she started to see how the Brigade gave her a chance for betterment, how there might even still be a chance for her of actually having happiness someday, a feeling she can only vaguely remember from her childhood, or the brief moments in which she had emotionless sex with a stranger, something she doesn’t take too lightly either, she doesn’t give herself open and over like that easily, but has her needs too.

Having instantly been recruited to serve with the Assassins Division of the Brigade, Agatha, only in more luxury and more freedom of how to do it, got to do almost exactly what she had been doing for years while growing up, just being able to clean herself up, get a proper wardrobe of normal and assassin clothing. Since the Brigade started having more and more problems with the way the old Head of the Assassins Division handled things and training, the proposal didn’t take long to come to her, kill him and receive his place as Head of the division. Agatha, with in her opinion healthy distrust and paranoia, knew exactly what it was about, they actually wanted both of them dead if they had it their way, they didn’t think that she’d succeed, probably die in the attempt, but that didn’t stop her from trying, and without the former Head of the assassins even seeing her before it was too late, she slipped into his chambers and silently killed him, and after all his failures and mistakes she was well aware off, still thanked him for all he had done for her before he died, and thus, making her the new Head of the Assassins, putting her where she is today, making the division stronger than before and her method of recruiting more dangerous, yet far more effective than before as well, because no one that can’t survive an attempt by Agatha herself, is allowed to become part of her Division, or Creed.

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE

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"I will not die today. The same cannot be said for you."

"Fear not the darkness - but welcome its embrace."

"I'll make the sacrifice for the greater good."

"Where you stand and how you move can make all the difference."

"I realize now that it will take time. That the road is long and shrouded in darkness. It is a road that will not always take me where I wish to go. But I will travel down it, nonetheless."

CREDITS

Like, OH MY GODD! this template was made by Bubbles on Bubbles Designs! if you steal, she will hunt you down like a dog on steroids. Rawr. Be afraid...be very. afraid.

[Mari]

Accepted! ♥ \(o.o)/