Karla

Karla Nightblade

Karla's tale is one shared by many others. She grew up without knowing her parents, abandoned at a young age and living in a shoddy orphanage where she had to subsist on scraps. Even as a child, she was reclusive, quiet, and often kept to herself. She didn't have any friends, and most didn't pay attention to her. Finally, when she turned 12, Karla left the orphanage without a word, deciding that she'd rather try her luck out in the world rather than keep living like this.

The world was a vast, wide place, and there Karla's taciturn nature developed into the ability to skulk around and steal to survive. She wandered from city to city and street to street, stealing food and pilfering purses, then moving on once she feared her actions might start to attract attention.

Up until one day, her hand found himself on the wrong man's purse, or perhaps the right man, considering. That man had been Silva Nightblade, the headmaster of a powerful guild of rogues and assasins. He caught the little thief's wrist, and although she tried to escape, the man went on to compliment her abilities, and even made her an offer. Come with him, join his guild, and there, you'd learn to one your skills into a craft, and never go hungry again.

Karla barely hesitated and followed the man, going down into the sewers and finding a secret hideout, there, she found what she'd never had: A family. Everyone looked out for each other, and with their aid, Karla learned to sharpen her skills and went down a path that helped her to contribute to the family's needs: The path of the assassin. She learned to wield the blade, to sneak about, and even use her charms to get to prospective targets, and then, she'd complete her grim task, collecting the reward and sharing a large part of it with the family.

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Up until one day, while out on a job, she got a feeling that she just couldn't shake. The feeling of something terrible having happened. As she returned from her work, and headed to the sanctuary, she'd find out what had been bothering her: In her absence, the sanctuary had been found and raided by the royal guard, and everyone she ever knew was either dead, or taken prisoner, never to be seen again.

With no other choice left, Karla headed out on the road once more, alone in the world, just like she'd been in the past, but with a new, somewhat cold view of the world, and a brand new set of skills to travel with. Along her travels she took on various odd jobs, sometimes returning to her killing ways, while at other times, taking tasks more befitting of a traditional adventurer. Several years had passed since both her adoption into the family, and it's subsequent fall, and now her only driving force was to survive in a harsh world, not knowing where the road would take her next.