Moss [WIP]

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[BriefA descriptioncatkin and/orwith overviewa introductionmile-long list of trauma, Moss is a deadly sniper owned by an organization known as the Foundry, for which he has been trained to hunt and retrieve bounties. Along with his partner Lyra, he has grown wary of his place within the character]organization. Though he is young and lacking experience in exorcism, he's adamant that the Bifrost Terminal job may become a chance to escape the life he was forced into.

Backstory

[CharacterPrior backstory]to his adoption by the Foundry, Moss has no memory of his life, happy or otherwise. As a foundling, his life depended on his usefulness to the organization -- only work would buy him food and shelter; anything less meant being left out in the cold to starve. Should he survive to age 16, he was told, only then would he be given money and a job within the city state of Marshall. Until then, he was visibly nothing more than property, as indicated by the iron collar clamped around his neck.

While still small, he was rented out for odd jobs that bigger individuals could not do; often involving the factories that made up the majority of Marshall’s industrial sector. Some of these jobs included accessing tight corners under machinery that needed to be cleaned and dislodging jams in equipment. Dangerous work that ended with the loss of his left pinky and index finger while dislodging material from a gear. It was miserable work, but he was at least miserable with the other foundlings in their care. His closest companion being Lyra, a worgen companion whom he would later be paired with for bounty hunting.

At the age of seven, Moss was given a test as to whether or not he could brandish Dawn Breaker, a relic that the Foundry had acquired many years prior after killing its initial host. The weapon is selective, only taking its true form, a golden rifle, for those it likes. When Moss proved he could use Dawn Breaker, he became an asset for the Foundry. Moss was no longer just a small child, but something they could mould into something more lucrative. 

Afterwords, Moss was subjected to harsh trainings and rigorous schedules alongside Lyra. Death and fear were his constant companions as he learned how to properly hunt and kill targets with the aid of the Foundry’s elite. His worth continued to be determined by his usefulness-- by effectively utilizing Dawn Breaker, anything short of perfection was punishable.

And any form of retaliation against the Foundry was met with its own form of penance carved from his very body.

Now at the age of 15, Moss is on the verge of aging out of the Foundry’s custody and fears the unknown fate that awaits his return to the Foundry. 

• [Entry]Long Range Attacks
• [Entry]Sharp Senses
• [Entry]Observant
• [Entry]Stealthy

• [Entry]Limite Mobility
• [Entry]No armor/protection from direct attacks
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Blind
• [Entry]on his right side