Lynx was born to a very wealthy family with a muliple personality disorder. Outcasted from the rest of the family she was forced to live in pampered seclution with only a vast library and an art room to occupy her lonely life.
As she grew up her personalities started comming forth in bizzarre waves. With nobody around to witness her terror and with nobody thier to fill in the blanks of parts of her life that seemed foggy, lynx set about with her books and her art to try to discover why she was alone.
Servent brought her food and she lived in a very posh guest house on the far end of her parents estate, she had room to walk around and she had her own place, even small and walled it was her own.
People in the town had no idea what was going on in the big mansion on the mountain that over looked thier small town. Rumours went around about a beautiful girl who was very insane dwelled in the Faery forest on the grounds. They thaught her a Faery with no wings, or some sort of goddess trapped on the earth for some sort of punnishment to a crime
As Lynx matured, she taught herself many things through the books in the library, she was highly self educated, knew proper lady ediquette, knew phylosophy, astronomy, illusions, and other various helpful things. Trying to piece together times of her life was still confusing, but she kept going on.
One day a hansome stranger came to the town for a visit and heard the rumours. He was a very curious sort, so he planned on meeting this faery goddess to see if the whispers were true. So on one clear dark night he ventured to the walled forest.
He climbed the walls with the stealth of a cat and he wandered around the lovly forest thinking to himself that this was the most beautiful place if any to condemn a goddess for a crime. As he walked for it seemed an eternity in the wonderous forest he came upon a clearing, in the clearing was a little cottage with a soft singing stream beside it. Knowing how late it was, he sat under a tree hidden away to await the sighting of the goddess.
He fell asleep for a short time, not knowing how long, he opened his eyes and looked to the cottage. He blinked at what he saw, he could not believe it and rubbed his eyes thinking he was still within a dream. Sitting on the steps of the cottage was a young woman no more than 17, the sun streaming doen on her form made her look like a goddess as it shimmered in hr golden hair. His breath caught as she turned her face as if she knew he was there and found a flawless face gazing around. To his surprise her eyes were an odd coloring, they were not blue, green, brown, or hazel.. they were a deep red color, like the darkest of garnets, they entranced him and all he could do was watch in awe a rumour that became truth.
Awaiting till she returned to her dwelling he sat motionless watching, waiting. Then he was stuck with an idea. "This lovely creature should not dwell alone, she needs company and man worthy of her, who will cherish this amazing creature."
So he waited, with a purpose, determined to set this woman free and make him his. He waited for the perfect time and watched the routine of the day. He seen a servent quietly walk to the house and lay a tray on the step and run fast away. Keeping to the trees he followed and found the door that kept her in her prison. He knew she would be greatful to this now and convinced himself she will be his, even if he had to steal her away.
He waited till the dead of night and he went to the cottage without a sound, pulling from his pocket a sleeping liquid, for now he will take her this night and steal her away to freedom. He went through the door noticing it was unlached and he made his way searching for where she lay to sleep. He found her curled up in a ball in the middle of the bed, looking as a small child would sleeping. Falling madly inlove with this vision, he set about to taking her. He put the liquid on a hankerchief and set it softly on hr face, she did not struggle. As she fell into a deeper sleep he packed a few things, put her gently over his shoulder and left to the gate where he picked the lock with expert ease, and made his way back to town with his love resting comfortably in his arms, never thinking on what consiquences will bring once the girl awakens.
Her garnet eyes fluttered open as they focused she seen she was in a strange place, with strage noises and strange smells, she jumped up, wild eyed to the one that freed her. She never seen a person before, especially a man and she screamed from pure fright at the scene.
He quickly grabbed her and held her to try to calm her, but to no avail, she thrashed and hit and clawed her way trying to get free. He held her tight waiting for this little hell cat to calm. Once her strenth spent she lay there in his embrace crying. He gently held her and talked to her calming her even more. "You are as deadly as you are beautiful my little Lynx, I shall help you and make you forget the place you were from."
That was then thier eyes locked and Trenton knew she was perfect to become a Deathbringer, he would teach and make his little Lynx the perfect assassination ,unbeknownst she was totally and utterly insane....with 4 totally different personalities he will have to learn to notice and destinguish.
Trenton did all he planned and made Lynx the perfect assassin, with help of her disorder, it made her deadlier and more precise. And with her knowledge from her past, made her most valued among the assassin guild.
Lynx's Stats:
Lynx is also a werelynx, she can shift from her mostly used homid form to lynx. She has the innate ability to shadowwalk, which makes it hard to catch her. In Lynx form she looks exactly like her namesake, only with a twist, she has rigged it so that her claws are coated in a poison so deadly it takes down powerful demons like Tanar'ri and others.
Her daggers are double bladed, aslo laced with this certain poison, a cross bo with various bolts for her purposes. She holds the antidote for all her poisons, but she is usually told to let them live.
