Derrick, baisse-toi! Kenza siffla, s'emparant du bras du garçon et le tirant du chemin de l'explosion qui se formait clairement. Dieux, nous aurions juste dû rester immobiles, elle a pensé brusquement, épargnant un regard dans la direction de Mistletoe. Qu'est-ce qu'elle fait? Elle s'est évanouie?
En bâillonnant sa lèvre, Kenza réfléchit rapidement à travers les pistes d'action. Elle pouvait soit supporter son sol et se battre, peut-être perdre sa vie dans le processus comme les seules armes à la disposition des chasseurs étaient des lances cassantes et des morceaux de céramique de leur cellule. Ou, elle pourrait courir pour l'autre porte avec Derrick et laisser Mistletoe derrière. Bien que cruelle, telle était la vie des chasseurs alors qu'ils n'étaient pas dans la civilisation. C'est chacun pour soi, et si quelqu'un ne peut pas suivre... peut-être qu'ils n'auraient pas dû sortir de toute façon, pensait-elle.
-- Devrions-nous faire une course pour cela? Elle a sonné à Derrick, sans se soucier de regarder les agresseurs. Qu'ils savaient ou non que l'emplacement actuel des chasseurs n'était pas pertinent -- ils trouveraient les chasseurs assez tôt, et leurs corps de pierre semblaient assez robustes pour résister à tout ce que Kenza avait à portée de main.
Kenza Massey
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Personalities:
Rather cold and sharp-tongued but loyal to close friends. Used to being reserved and independent.
Appearance:
Lean with muscle and decorated with a few notable scars from battles gone awry, mostly on her arms and one across her nose. Dark hair and cool silver eyes cover her 5’8” height.
Favoured Weapon: Dual swords, Dual daggers
Notable Skills: Skilled with swords and daggers, high agility, array of survival skills, perceptive
Blades are Kenza’s specialty, and she graduated from daggers to swords in her youth. Kenza carries two sets of blades — two daggers and two swords — and prefers swords against larger enemies and daggers against smaller ones. Years of venturing alone through the lands have allowed her to develop amazing agility and survival skills, and she can hold her own against most enemies she’s come across, be it to win a battle or just escape.
Notable Weaknesses: Pride, lack of social tact, uses agility as crutch to make up for lesser strength
Rather proud of her skills and unwilling to accept help and be in someone’s debt, although she will if the situation calls for it. Kenza’s also physically weaker than she’d like, although she makes up for her average strength with her above-average speed. She’s also quite blunt and to-the-point, having never understood the point of adding frills to the truth.
Background:
Kenza ran away from home at an early age. As the second youngest of twelve, she was more a burden to her parents than an asset, and she figured that her own disappearance would result in a higher chance of survival for the new infant in her family. From there, she ventured into the woods and was taken under the wing by a member of the Hunter’s Guild, training under his guidance. Eventually she learned enough to start venturing on her own, so away Kenza went. When she heard about the bounty on the beast called the “Wolfwing,” Kenza was more than interested. The bounty alone could assure her family a opulent life — the one she’d always wanted them to have.