sjm9876 / Karia the Stained

Name: Karia the Stained
Karma: Black
Archetype: Warrior

Description:
 Karia has long red hair, falling straight to the small of her back. Her eyes blaze an intense green, out of a sharp face. She is a touch shorter than average, and seems far leaner than most - her body appears cut from muscle and bone, and her ligaments stand clearly visible when she stretches. Her skin is the pale colour that marked noble ancestry in her locale, and is unmarked but for a number of red scars that criss-cross her back. She has no qualms about leaving these visible.

Personality:
 To call Karia evil would be a significant misunderstanding. She was born in a small village, her parents abandoning her to the community for survival. She grew up alone, and sickened by the lengths to which her people had to go - she placed no blame on her parents, but rather on the world itself.
 And so she sought to change the world. Karia joined an order of paladins when they passed through the town, leaving everything she knew behind. She saw murderers imprisoned, thieves forced to compensate, and stray goods returned to those who lost them. And for every ill they fixed, another sprang lose. Prisons could not hold; debts went unpaid; the poor stayed poor.
 So Karia strayed from the path of her order. First a coin, taken from the treasure trove of a rich man to feed a poor man's family. One lash. Then a thief, publicly ridiculed and shamed. Five lashes. Then, the head of a murderer. Twenty lashes. Still, she continued. Three heads and one hundred lashes later she was expelled. Stripped of her arms and armour she was sent to wander the lands an outcast, stripped of her family name and title. And so she did. She continued on her path, and for every murderer she killed, none escaped from prison.
 Two months later, she left a member of a gang alive - barely. Insane and in agony, he retreated, and the gang soon disbanded. Five months later, she took a corrupt nobleman's twin daughters hostage. When he called her bluff, she sent him one of their heads, and the city became pure again.
 A rich old men, bleeding out on a death bed of gold, had told Karia once that his ends had justified the means. Even with the knife of his hired assassin behind her, she had agreed. His end had justified her means.

Equipment:
- Clothes
- Ancient Sword: this steel blade was used by the guardians of the Archestone, long ago. As both guardians and Archestone faded from memory, they faded too. Speckled with rust, and the edge is dulled with age, but any blade is better in battle than none. [2]
- Rough bag of rations: salt beef and bread have fed hungry warriors for as long as the kingdom has stood. This bag is roughly made from strips and a sack, but what works in troubled times cannot be sneered at.

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