Kenza a hurlé, muet de peur. Ouvrir la porte était une erreur -- la créature était en effet vivante et en mouvement, et elle avait annoncé sa présence, même mutilement. Si la créature était quelque chose comme le lycan-comme Wolfwing, il aurait un sentiment d'odeur assez désireux de ramasser l'odeur des chasseurs après qu'il se soit réveillé, mais ce qui a été fait a été fait, et Kenza a fermé la porte lentement et silencieusement.
Sans un mot, Kenza a recommencé à descendre le couloir, continuant dans l'obscurité. Derrière elle, Mistletoe se taisait aussi, mais avec la pensée. L'être qu'ils ont vu était clairement couvert de fourrure, mais ça ne voulait pas dire que c'était le loup. Mais, encore une fois, rien ne sillonnant avec une couverture plutôt que piégé dans une cellule serait probablement sympathique aux chasseurs, et Mistletoe savait que c'était de la pure folie de le hasarder.
Donc, les trois chasseurs ont progressé dans le couloir.
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.