Description
Her skin has the hue of those whose heritage has been generations in the
southern deserts. Dark and weathered like the hide of the wild beasts who
live on the edge of the Sun's Anvil, her face is laced with the thin white
traces of healed scars. A sharp angular nose hovers between and below her
cold dark eyes with just a trace of a deviation in its sharp line, broken at
sometime long ago. Her mouth is thin lipped and shows little evidence that it
is used for the frivolous expression of emotions. Sharp cheekbones do nothing
to soften the look of her face, indeed they only announce the leaness of the
body beneath the dark clothing which swathes her figure.
Very little of what she wears reflects any light and that which does seems to
have been blackened and dulled as much as possible. One such piece is a dark
metal badge, barely visible upon her chest, but clear enough for those who
know the royal emblem of the Dark Empress of Seantryn Modan.
Role
The Monomach of the Empress
Added Thu Dec 25 23:30:52 2003 at level 10:
Deep within the deserts south of the Jade mountain live a hardened nomadic
people. Living in what they in their language call the "Sun's Anvil" they are
tempered by hardship and a constant fight against the harsh climate. They are
also renowned for their fighting abilities, tactics of guerilla strikes and
solitary stealth. But more importantly they are the personal assassins of the
Seantryn Empress, a relationship long ago established.
They are neither evil nor malicious in their actions, but they are
unstoppable in their assignments.
The Monomach, solitary fighters, stand above all others in faithful loyalty.
When a contract is given it is executed without question.
Those who displease the Empress, plot against her or are rumored to hold ill feeling against
the throne are quickly and quietly dispatched. Sometimes whole families have been found slaughtered in
a single night, and in nervous whispers the work "Monomach" is uttered.