Reparler de ses pensées, mais parler assez clairement pour que tout le monde entende ses pensées à haute voix."donc nous l'avons" a-t-elle muselé. "Une guilde-fille, un pacifiste, un charmeur de serpent magique, et un thief devenu mécanicien. Alors notre maître de guilde. En plus d'un mage sans spectacle. Quel groupe nous sommes." Se rendant compte qu'elle parlait son esprit à haute voix et qu'il était assez fort pour que tout le monde entende, Cecelia a couvert sa bouche de la main sur laquelle son menton se reposait au fur et à mesure que ses yeux grandissaient et regardaient autour.
Name: Cici Verdin
Race: Viera
Age: Mid 30's in human years
Gender: Female
Appearance: Cici is an average height Viera well into her life with her hair more gray than white. Her eyes are like ocean water, a blueish green that sometimes seems to shimmer when she's excited. Her ears are a little shorter than most others', but that usually helps her fencing (with less top-weight).
Job: Fencer
Clothing/Armor: This is Cici's usual attire and armor. She uses regular clothing and cloth armor, only adding some leather pads over her chest and vital joints to assure maximum mobility.

Weapons: She uses the family sword that used to be mounted above the fireplace (in a sheathe). Her parents gave it to her before she left the house. It was prized by her father and plans to keep it well sharpened. Her father gave her the proper belt to hold the sword and its sheathe, which she has it properly attached. She also took a kitchen knife and tucked it in her boot, just in case. She figured she'd use it more often to cut up food, but it never hurts to have a backup.

Inventory: Cici has a bag clipped around her right leg with a few extra items:

 Waterskin (filled)
 "Gauze" and wrapping
 Coin purse

Attributes:

HP:B
MP:D
Attack:B+
Defense:C+**
Magic:C
Resist:C-
Speed:A***

Abilities:
~Swallowtail~ (Tier 2, Physical)
The user attacks foes on all sides with a flurry of powerful slashes, making use of their excellent fencing footwork to rotate quickly without losing balance or getting dizzy. The flurry can be maintained for roughly five seconds or until the user dispatches all foes, whichever comes first. Useful for dealing with multiple opponents, but the exertion of attacking and moving so quickly and furiously will tire out the user and leave them vulnerable to counterattacks. The fatigue from this maneuver prevents it from being used repeatedly.
~Quickdraw~ (Tier 1, Passive)
Your character exceeds at quickly drawing and readying their weapon in battle, making it difficult to catch them off guard as long as they can see you. If a fight breaks out unexpectedly your character will almost always be the first one attacking or counterattacking due to their keen instincts and reflexes.
Personality: Cici is a quiet individual, lost in her own thoughts more often then not. She's a tactical thinker and prefers to eliminate small talk whenever possible, but might be just hiding her feelings under the surface of her overworking herself mentally. Nobody knows yet, because nobody has gotten to know her past her tacticious ways.
Backstory: Cici was born into an ex-Clan family. They had trouble finding work, since at the time, the military monopolized all fighting. Her father tried any legal activities he could fit himself into, but eventually succumbed to an assassin organization, only because it put food on the table. He changed his legal name so that he could disassociate his name from what he did at "work". Cici's family lived well, but not happy. Her father had to "work" during the night more often than not, and her mother worked tirelessly to find him a day job that he could do that paid anywhere near what he made on "the night shift", but to no avail.
A few years down the road, Cici's father fell ill, and the assassin group was a "work til you die" group, and demanded either her father or someone in his bloodline filled his space. Cici's mother wouldn't let Cici take her father's place, but sent for his brother instead. It wasn't the noblest of acts, but all her father cared for was Cici's safety. When clans started coming back up, her father urged her to join them and maybe someday remove the assassin organization, which probably turned itself into a guild, from this land. Cici promised to do anything she could and sends money home whenever she can.
Wallet: After just sending some money home, Cici has all of 10 gil.