History/Story
History:
The story of how Illiskier came to be, who her parents are, what happened to them, how her journey began.
How a dark and fateful encounter that turned Illis to the darkness and fear
Her days descended into a dark and foreboding world and the tale of how she lived
The story of when choices from the past started to haunt her, can she change herself?
The story of a second chance lost forever, but has she already changed?
Alone. A simple word but a word with meaning beyond compare. Illiskier has had to look after herself for so long that this was not a physical problem but she wondered if she could really be alone. She didn’t want to harm anyone ever again but she still needed a method to take care of herself. She was still an expert thief with training one couldn’t find anywhere. It was time she become a lone thief and started making a name for herself.
She began in Oak Town lured by the promise of rare artifacts and valuable treasures. She moved into the city shortly after and tried to make a life for herself. It was going pretty well for a while; she managed to get by on her own. Illis didn’t get right to stealing, she had to scope out the options first and truth be told, she wanted to see what she could do cooking wise.
This led to her first solo heist, a restaurant. The list of suspects would be small indeed for such a caper as who would expect a thief to steal from a fancy kitchen? Her plans set in motion she picked her target carefully. It was a high class target, one that toted having the best tools and the best food. It was just too perfect. Nothing happened; the heist went off without a hitch. She hit them in the dead of night and left her trademark calling. She left an empty kitchen and a symbol that meant a lot to her.
That symbol couldn’t really be traced back to her, it was something from her former colleges. She learned a lot from them; how to read people, what places were good targets, lock picking, appraisal skills, and more. The most important thing was how to make a name for yourself as a famous thief. She may not have agreed with a lot of things they did but they were the best damn thieves to ever grace the shores of Fiore. If the investigators kept finding her mark they would eventually understand she was a thief after fame.
They would fight it in Oak town. The local law enforcement would try to down play her daring feats but try as they might word started to spread of the Rune Thief. The news would start reporting on her capers after a few months and she made quite the stir. The only difference now was that no one got hurt when she stole something. It was a good feeling knowing that she was continuing to do something she enjoyed while no one got hurt and she never got caught. It may have taken more effort than normal but she managed it.
As for her cooking, that got better with tie and practice. She didn’t have people to share the food with often so she would sometimes leave her cooking at her crime scenes. She was careful not to leave any evidence that would lead back to her but she wondered how people reacted to the taste. She would sometimes donate her food to local orphanages and homeless shelters but would never take credit for it. She just wanted to know how they liked it.
Time went on and with her still on her own eventually she moved west to Gallowstown, and then south to Dawn City. She started roaming from town to town making a name for the Rune Thief and moving on. She would leave a path of broken safes and baked cakes everywhere she went. There were some calling her the Cake Thief instead of the Rune Thief but as long as they knew both were the same that was fine by her.
She may not like the limelight but she loves seeing the reaction from others. It would be a good life for a while, lonely but good. It wouldn’t be until she reached Karakuri City that things started to change for her once again. A fated meeting with those in a maic guild called Eclipse Soul.
How she came to join a guild known as Eclipse Soul.
History:
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Young and Shy
The story of how Illiskier came to be, who her parents are, what happened to them, how her journey began.
The Choice Unmade
How a dark and fateful encounter that turned Illis to the darkness and fear
Darkness is her Companion
Her days descended into a dark and foreboding world and the tale of how she lived
Uncertainty
The story of when choices from the past started to haunt her, can she change herself?
Ones Who Fall
The story of a second chance lost forever, but has she already changed?
A Thief Alone
Alone. A simple word but a word with meaning beyond compare. Illiskier has had to look after herself for so long that this was not a physical problem but she wondered if she could really be alone. She didn’t want to harm anyone ever again but she still needed a method to take care of herself. She was still an expert thief with training one couldn’t find anywhere. It was time she become a lone thief and started making a name for herself.
She began in Oak Town lured by the promise of rare artifacts and valuable treasures. She moved into the city shortly after and tried to make a life for herself. It was going pretty well for a while; she managed to get by on her own. Illis didn’t get right to stealing, she had to scope out the options first and truth be told, she wanted to see what she could do cooking wise.
This led to her first solo heist, a restaurant. The list of suspects would be small indeed for such a caper as who would expect a thief to steal from a fancy kitchen? Her plans set in motion she picked her target carefully. It was a high class target, one that toted having the best tools and the best food. It was just too perfect. Nothing happened; the heist went off without a hitch. She hit them in the dead of night and left her trademark calling. She left an empty kitchen and a symbol that meant a lot to her.
That symbol couldn’t really be traced back to her, it was something from her former colleges. She learned a lot from them; how to read people, what places were good targets, lock picking, appraisal skills, and more. The most important thing was how to make a name for yourself as a famous thief. She may not have agreed with a lot of things they did but they were the best damn thieves to ever grace the shores of Fiore. If the investigators kept finding her mark they would eventually understand she was a thief after fame.
They would fight it in Oak town. The local law enforcement would try to down play her daring feats but try as they might word started to spread of the Rune Thief. The news would start reporting on her capers after a few months and she made quite the stir. The only difference now was that no one got hurt when she stole something. It was a good feeling knowing that she was continuing to do something she enjoyed while no one got hurt and she never got caught. It may have taken more effort than normal but she managed it.
As for her cooking, that got better with tie and practice. She didn’t have people to share the food with often so she would sometimes leave her cooking at her crime scenes. She was careful not to leave any evidence that would lead back to her but she wondered how people reacted to the taste. She would sometimes donate her food to local orphanages and homeless shelters but would never take credit for it. She just wanted to know how they liked it.
Time went on and with her still on her own eventually she moved west to Gallowstown, and then south to Dawn City. She started roaming from town to town making a name for the Rune Thief and moving on. She would leave a path of broken safes and baked cakes everywhere she went. There were some calling her the Cake Thief instead of the Rune Thief but as long as they knew both were the same that was fine by her.
She may not like the limelight but she loves seeing the reaction from others. It would be a good life for a while, lonely but good. It wouldn’t be until she reached Karakuri City that things started to change for her once again. A fated meeting with those in a maic guild called Eclipse Soul.
Eclipse Soul
How she came to join a guild known as Eclipse Soul.
