| Full Name |
J'Skar |
| Race |
Khajiit |
| Gender |
Male |
| Alignment |
LE |
About J'Skar
Adept Skills: Archery, Sneak
Apprentice Skills: Light Weapons, Light Armor, Alchemy (Poison)
Novice Skills: Pickpocket, Lockpicking, Smithing, Martial Arts (Judo)
Physical Description: Standing shorter than most from his race, his fur is a dark-brown with jet-black stripes running along his sides and back. The tip of his left ear is missing, and he has a long scar down his left eye. His green eyes always seem to hold a happy expression, as does his lips, always curled to show his pointed fangs glinting in the light.
Personality: Typically upbeat and happy, he likes to talk with his fellow family members. Slow to anger, he is fearsome when his rage does show. He gets focused on tasks given to him or of his own making, and will not stop focusing on it until it is done, though he will acknowledge outside communication.
Backstory: Born in the city of Dune, located in the kingdom of Anequina in Elsweyr, J'Skar seemed to be just an ordinary Khajiit cub. When he was young, he was known for always having a charming smile across his lips. As he grew older, though, he would get himself in trouble a lot. He liked to sneak around the city, getting into places he shouldn't have. His favorite hobby was to scale the tall walls and roofs to snipe at birds with his bow until the Aldmeri guard caught him. He would always laugh when he was taken back to his home, despite at how angry his parents got. Fed up with him, his parents kicked him out of the house, and he shrugged it off. When caught raiding an Aldmeri storehouse for Moon Sugar so he could make his next meal, however, it was quickly decided that he should be exiled from the entire kingdom.
When escorted to the city limits by Aldmeri guards, J'Skar, allowed to take only a bow, some arrows, and the clothes on his back, had a smile on his face like it was no big deal. The Altmer felt that he was insulting them, so one held him by his arms while the other slashed at the left side of his head with a sword. The result was him losing the tip of his ear and a deep gash under his eye. The guards let go of him, leaving him to die without checking his condition, and for the first time, the happy Khajiit felt rage flowing through him. He slowly got up to his feet, drew his bow, then let an arrow fly expertly into the back of one guard's neck, unprotected by his helmet. He ducked behind a rock, leaving the other guard to run past it, making him an easy target for his next shot. J'Skar took some time to admire his kills, watching the blood pour onto the sands of the desert, and he started to purr. He didn't make it too far before the bloodloss and the heat got to him, and he felt that he was at his end. He was approached by an Argonian dressed in black at his most desperate hour, however, and she saved him from certain death. From that day forth, he had become one of the Dark Brotherhood's most prized snipers, and he felt nothing but loyalty to the family that saved his life, and allowed him to take the lives of others, especially the Altmer that cast him out of his home land and left him to die.
During one of his first contracts, he was paired with a newcomer; an Argonian female named Kud-Neeus. They talked while heading to the target, and found out that her parents had been killed, and she was searching for their real killer. He felt for her, and they were paired for a few more contracts after that. He fell in love with her when he was sure she wasn't just using her illusion magic to charm him, and in a year's time of them dating and killing together, they were wed. Kud-Neeus changed her name to Kud-Skar, and whenever together with his wife, he would always purr.
Equipment: Two longbows, arrows of varying types, a sharpened steel dagger, black leather armor, a wedding ring, and a contagious smile.
