French Revolution
Name: Adrienne Castile
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Affiliation: Assassin
Outfit: Adrienne
Appearance: Adrienne is 5'7" in height and rather lightweight for her height. She has beautiful auburn hair that shimmers red in the right lighting and is usually pulled up in a bun with bits cascading down either side of her face, complimenting dark green eyes. She doesn't usually keep up a civilian appearance and just wears her Assassins gear. However, if someone catches her quick enough, they will see a pendant in her hand.
Personality: Adrienne is rather calm, though she can be rather excited if she sees something that she likes, like animals. If there's a festival going on, Adrienne is the first to the scene, often getting others involved in dancing if she can. However, if it's a bad day for her or she just doesn't feel like it, she sits quietly on the sidelines, refusing to dance or take part in any merry-making. She cares very much for how she looks and takes rather good care of herself. Adrienne often puts others before herself in their well-being. If someone's injured or sick, she will look after them and often doesn't notice if she herself has been injured.
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History: Adrienne was born into the Brotherhood and trained from the moment she could walk by her father to wield a sword and shoot a gun, though her mother was against it. As she grew, her father began to tell her stories of the Creed, teaching her the Tenets by which they lived. In time, she began to recite them by heart and kept them close to her.
At the age of ten, after her mother's death, her father had introduced her to the Brotherhood and they'd accepted her with her father as her Mentor. Adrienne spent seven years training before she was sworn in as an official Assassin. It was around that time that Templars attacked their home and dragged both her and her father out into the street. All she remembers of that day was crying while her father shouted and struggled to fight before they put a gun to his head and shot him.
The only things she'd recovered from his body was his pendant, something he had meant to give her upon her eighteenth birthday but would never get the chance to. From then on, she swore vengeance and made a vow to never forget what they'd done to her. She continually told herself that she didn't have time for friends and continued down her path alone.
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