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Name: Threigze Fionsi
Age: 13
Sex: Female
Home Continent: Asia

Line Bank: 12
TA Bank:
Quest Number:
C: 1
B:
A:
S:
Kill Count: 3

Appearance: She looks surprisingly learned like she’s experienced a great deal more than one her age should have. With her hair pulled back into a practical ponytail, the hair by no means taken care of or groomed, her shamrock green eyes were free to take in the world around her. She has lightly tanned skin, barely dark enough to really be called a tan. She wore clothes and a pair of good boots, all of which looked like they had been put through the ringer, but were more than ready to go another few rounds. The most distinguishable feature about this young woman was the fact that she looked ready to go adventuring at a moment’s notice. Several blades decorated the surface of her body and jacket, some looking like knives, others like picks, but all were clearly there with a purpose, and all looked very well taken care of. She also had with her a backpack, which appears stuffed to the brim, while yet more equipment dangles from just about anywhere she could manage to get it to stick.
Personality: Thre is a very simple young lady. She just wants to experience life, and all it has to offer. She will try anything once, twice or more if she likes it, no matter how dangerous it seems, or actually is. Due to this trait, she has plenty of stories to tell, and she really, really enjoyed regaling people with them. She does not like being in rooms with the door closed and will get right in your face if she feels you are a threat to her survival or freedom.

Bio:
On the day of October 18, 3826, a ship crash-landed on the surface of the planet earth. Within that ship, there was an alien child. Given the unknown nature of the entire circumstance, one of the highest level people currently in existence, Cain, a name this child would eventually grow to hate, took the child and locked her away, far from all civilization and kindness. The first few years of her life were pure torture. A child, with no family or home, no name or future, placed in the equivalent of isolation. Her only source or relief from the stress and horrible nature of her life was that there were always guards at her doors, so there was always someone there to listen.

Or to mess with.

Her special genetics, something that none of the scientists have been able to honestly understand or duplicate, allowed her to do some rather fantastic things. After some extensive and excruciating testing, one could honestly say that this young woman had a very firm grip on her body and powers, despite how in some cases she wished she had never learned she even had some of her powers. Once she had them, however, she never had a problem using them. It started small. She would break free of her restraints, and then go about making the guards lives miserable by annoying them endlessly.

One day, everything changed. The day would be marked in all the employees' minds. It was the day of her first ever escape. There was an explosion, and several deaths that day. No one knows what really happened, or even why it happened, the only knowledge that was true on that day was 380 516 and Cain went into a room together, sat inside for a few short minutes, and then there was an explosion. Upon reaching the room, Cain was standing in the room perfectly fine, almost content as though some grand plan was just set in stone, and the alien girl was nowhere to be seen.

The next day she was captured and returned to the labs. They had also replaced everyone who had lost their life, but as luck would have it many of the new employees were not as completely under Cain’s thumb. Her life after the escape attempt was nothing short of glorious, as far as she was concerned. She got a bigger room, yes it was much harder to break out of but that’s beside the point. A neighbor, which was absolutely fantastic! Her name was Alley. She was a lot older, but she cared intensely. When asked, Alley said something that didn’t make sense, something about being a part of her pack now, but the alien girl didn’t mind at all, she had a friend now. The girls name also inspired her to create her own name, and given that she had nothing else to work off of, she merely altered her own numbers into a name.

That day, 380 516 became Threigze Fionsi.

Well, two. One day, as she was hammering away at her door and its hinges in order to escape she met a little boy. He wasn’t that small, in all reality, but he was shorter than the young lady in question, and that was enough for her to start calling him ‘Tiny Man’. He didn’t seem to mind. Better yet, he didn’t seem to find her in the least bit terrifying, even as she sliced at her door with her terrible looking black Edward Scissor Hands, clearly trying to escape. In the years that followed, these two people would come to be her link to sanity as she slowly started to feel more and more locked up, and tried harder and harder to escape.

The year before she turned thirteen, she was reaching her wits end. In all of her solo escape attempts, as there had been several with the girl named Alley, she found a way to get into a nearby town. She figured from there, it would only be too easy to vanish into the real world. It took more effort than she ever would have liked to admit, but after months of effort to that point, she had befriended Tiny Man’s mother, and she agreed to get a few of the nicer guards to help out. That night had been the most mentally stressful of her life, she couldn’t believe it or understand it, but all of that was left in the dust the second the lock clicked on her door. She spared not a second thought, nor a backward glance.

It was that easy, she was gone, never to gaze upon those accursed lab halls again so long as she had anything to say about it. No one truly saw her again, little glances here and there, but she was insanely capable of keeping off the grid. Given her lack of identification, a need for money, and desire to be found, this shouldn’t come as a surprise. There are stories though. Her name is known, not well known, more like an urban legend, but it’s out there.

Code Core 1

A small woven ring. One of the items on the necklace she wears. It is decorated with small objects of various shapes and sizes, like a bears tooth, and a small green gem.
Tier: Standard
Bonus: 20% One Stat - Strength