Sif

No files will be kept on Wintersong, for your affiliation with the Revolution is to be primarily unknown. You are simply a group of assassins that randomly strike upon the good people of Rai, but each of you have your own reasons for doing what you do. However, who are you?

Name: Sif

Race: Humanish (Altered by her link)

Equipment: The clothes on her back.

Affinity: Ice

Link: Fenrir

Age: 22

Personality: Friendly, OCD, picky, and hoards intel.

Why did you join the Revolution?: She's in the revolution to save her village from getting royally fucked and having people die of starvation every day due to high taxes.

Appearance: 4'10, silver hair, soft blue eyes and fairly muscular despite having a curvy frame.

Backstory: Worked under Vinsomel as a Commander, and a Captain of her own unit. How nice, except that they all died under her in a fight against the new General Coralus, which also cost Commander Vinsomel his arm, her own arm and her eye.

Skills

Intelligence: 6

Strength: 6

Dexterity: 6

Durability: 6

Regeneration: 6