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Cyrse Shadowtail
¶ Ash Legion Free Agent
(she/they)
Proprietary Setting: Guild Wars 2
¶ In Short
Charr ~ 36 ~ 7'9 (2.36m)
Reasonably average in size and weight, but decidedly in shape and well taken care of.
Maybe a little on the shitposty and playful tomboyish side but despite that often reserved and scheming. The kind of person that keeps all avenues open.
An Ash Legion Free Agent and Assassin.
¶ Details
·— Species | Faction —· Ash Legion Charr
·— Profession | Class —· Free Agent, Intel Officer, Assassin Necromancer
·— Birthplace | Home —· Black Citadel, Ascalon
·— Age | Height | Weight —· 36 years old, 7'9 (2.36m), 222 lbs (101kg)
·— Physiognomy | Shape —· Slightly on the stocky side, relatively average, in shape.
·— Romantic Attraction | Sexuality —· Aromantic bisexual
·— Pronouns | Gender Expression —· she/they, nb
¶ Description
Despite often wearing darker and muted shades, it was no secret that Cyrse still gravitated strongly towards neat leather outfits with flashy accents, that is when the dress code had no other demands. With the poise of an imperator and the shrewd subtlety of a thief, she kinda walked the line between being bold and inspiring and holding back in her lane; all of it as needed, of course. Easily passing as a well-to-do Lion Arch proprietor and business person, it's likely that had she never introduced herself as an Ash Legion officer, you'd never think otherwise.
Hiding beneath the oft snug leather jackets was a shapely and tough charr lady, her well trained muscle neatly hidden under a healthy bit of soft plush which helped not make her look overly built up. Still, she was of the type who didn't flaunt it despite having it, so her phsyical prowess rarely came out in the open. What did come out in the open was her comfy but certainly smartass, self-assured horny weasel of a personality. That's to say she was an irreparable flirt.
Even so, her subtle Ashiness kept her from being too much of a pain in the ass, which was probably for the best as she definitely had the propensity to be an intense little shit otherwise. You could say she decided to wield her powers for good. So with that polarity nicely balancing itself out, what came out was a fairly comfortable and approachable if slightly reserved person. One you could confide in, exactly what a spy would want. What a coincidence that is, huh.
¶ At a Glance
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| Friendly | Scheming | Dangerous | Tough | |
| Comfortably pleasant and welcoming, Cyrse was honestly the kind of person that was pretty easy to get along with. Someone who'll chat you up by a bottle of nice liqour, listen to your troubles and offer their advice. While it certainly had its benefits in her line of work, there was no reason to believe it was all fake. | It's hard to tell what was on this charr's mind. More often than not, it seemed like she knew more than she let on or was letting some key thing go unmentioned. Perhaps that was just the state of affairs in this line of work. | As easygoing as she was, if one was privy to see her in a tense situation or indeed combat, it quickly became very obvious this was not a person to mess around with. Deadly and precise, she was absolutely someone who could mess up your day and shit fury on whatever fool made a mistake to bare arms at her. | Going through Ash training tends to help one stay at their peak performance and while Cyrse isn't some outrageously built charr tank or the strongest the Legions had to offer, she was well in shape and nicely built. It wasn't particularly obvious on her build, but she was packing. |
¶ Hooks
- if you grew up in Black Citadel's Ash fahrar around the year of 1299 AE, you might have met before!
- a free agent has to get her dose of social time somewhere, Cyrse loves hanging out in bars and chatting up cute cats!
¶ History
Still a work in progress.