Name: Kaizul Blackflame Age: 517 (though she doesn't look a day over 25) Race/Species: Viera (Rava lineage)
Physical Appearance: Kaizul moves like smoke given form—long limbs honed by centuries of lethal precision, her white hair streaked with strands darker than ink where shadows cling too long. Her Rava lineage shows in the angular sharpness of her features, all high cheekbones and a mouth that rarely softens. But it's her eyes that freeze most mid-step: silver like mercury, pupils slit like a viper's, capable of stripping a person bare with one glance. Rumor has it a Garlean spy once met that gaze and vanished—not fled, not killed—vanished, leaving only a scorch mark shaped like her shadow. She wears darkness like armor, fabrics woven from midnight and silence, sleeves weighted with throwing blades thin as whispers.
Background: Born under a black moon in Golmore's deepest thickets, Kaizul was never meant to be gentle. The Rava trained her to hunt, but she hunted differently—vanishing for years only to reappear with blood under her nails and no memory of where it came from. She remembers fragments: a contract signed in void-inked parchment, assassinations that left no bodies, a decade spent walking through Doma's riots like a living blade. The Scions suspect her of ties to the Shadowcasters, a sect of ninja who worship oblivion, but no one dares ask. The only thing certain? She's older than some city-states and twice as deadly.
Personality: Kaizul doesn't speak; she implies. Conversations with her feel like stepping onto thin ice—one wrong word and you're drowning. She smirks at funerals, laughs during torture (hers or yours, it varies), and once traded a cup of poison for a spy's confession without sipping it. Beneath the lethality, though, there's a perverse loyalty: she'll gut you for insulting her allies, but you'll wake up alive if she finds you amusing. Her only vice? Collecting "souvenirs"—lockets, teeth, the occasional still-beating heart—from targets who almost impressed her.
And if you hear her humming in the dark? Run.
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