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Jiriki Moonshadow

Jiriki Moonshadow
Full Name Jiriki Moonshadow
Gender & Race Female Elf
Age 118 Height 5' Weight 101 lbs

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(Jiriki, pronounced Jih-Ree-Kee, also goes by the name Riki pronounced the same ReeKee)

“No one saw you enter, no one has to see you leave.”

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“I felt this change of clothing odd, the jacket he'd given me covering the bruises on my arms. The bodice he'd given me pushing up my chest like two pounds of flour in a one pound sack.” ― Jiriki Moonshadow

Long raven hair and bright azure blue eyes in a pale skinned face with high cheekbones peer out at you. Plaits in her hair as thin as needles in some places and wrapped in coloured wool, as thick as fingers in others. Her feet were crossed at the ankle as she sat there. Long knee high boots trimmed in sheepskin, blades hilts sticking out of them, tight black leather trousers, a tight leather corset in brown that held her tiny waist in check. Her blouse covers most things but not her all her cleavage, her arms are covered with a short forest green jacket. At one hip is a quarrel of arrows attached by a loop of leather that goes across her shoulder diagonally, at her other hip a sword.The elf is careful, meticulous.

Rnesh karr slithis,“ I hissed back, which was Draconic for eat your own tail, the dragon version of go screw yourself. No extra translation needed.” - Riki

“Because you're exactly like me.” He whispered into her ear. “You don't want your whole life planned out. You're tired of following rules, of not having any say in your future. You want to know what life really is, but it's even more than that, isn't it? You want to be free.” His eyes gleamed, golden and brilliant in the shadows. “And I can show you how.” - the offer of a bargain

“Observe and blend in,” he stated in his cool, unruffled voice. “Learn how to engage with humans, how to be human. Assimilate into their social structure and make them believe you are one of them.” - The Handler

“Words are like breath, you say them and they're gone. But writing traps them.” - Riki

“Start your killers young, before their consciences are grown. Start them young and they will be lethal.” - The Handler, the Agent who makes all her deals

“The people you love are just weapons that will be used against you.” - The Handler

“There are different kinds of darkness,” he said in a low whisper. I kept my eyes shut as he held his hand to my throat, shutting off my air. “There is the darkness that frightens, the darkness that soothes, the darkness that is restful.” I pictured each. “There is the darkness of lovers, and the darkness of assassins. It becomes what the bearer wishes it to be, needs it to be. It is not wholly bad or good.” Garret

“Sometimes there won’t be a right choice, just the best of several bad options.” A lesson learned

“My name is Jiriki Moonshadow. But it makes no difference if my name's Ceala or Lillian or Bitch, because I'd still beat you, no matter what you call me.” - Riki


Riki is very passionate about many things, and especially so with the people whom she loves. When she cares for someone, she cares for them deeply, and has experienced enough loss in her life to never want to feel it again. Her passionate nature also often extends to her interests, which include books, sweets, music and drinking. She can often be called rude or even evil, but it is obvious that she loves her homeland and her friends very much. She feels things both strongly and deeply. While she is often teasing, witty, and carefree when she is happy, Her most immediate reaction when angry or sad is to channel her darker emotions into a barely-contained rage, a killing calm. This got her into trouble more often than not, such as when she was captured due to her rash actions and desire for vengeance after the murder of her first love, Sam.

Even as an assassin, she was meticulous in managing her appearance. She has a fixation on finery and insists on wearing fashionable clothing. To the point of creating her own look and style regardless of the thoughts or opinions of others. Jiriki also has a strong - if not broken at times moral compass. Though she often tries to suppress the memories of her tumultuous past, her experiences have shaped her into the woman she is, and that is a woman who does not tolerate injustices easily.

“You didn't need a weapon at all when you were born one.” - Riki

“I sighed again, tipping my head back. My skin was still flushed, whether from anger or adrenaline or both, and my insides crackled and snapped in myriad different directions. I needed to calm down. I wished I had my board. It was impossible to stay tense while floating on the surface of the ocean, its cold, dark depths lulling you to sleep. The sea was fascinating. It always amazed me how calm and peaceful it was one moment, only to bear down on you a moment later with the power and savagery of a hurricane.”

“And you'd be left with beautiful memories and the longing for what had been and what could never be again” - Riki

“I picked up a piece of quartz I found in the desert one afternoon and held it up to the light, letting it glitter in my palm.Hey, I couldn't help it. I liked shiny things; it was in my blood.” - Riki

“You collect scars because you want proof that you are paying for whatever sins you've committed. And I know this because I've been doing the same damn thing for a hundred years. Tell me, do you think you will go to some blessed After-world, or do you expect a burning hell? You're hoping for hell–because how could you face them in the Afterworld? Better to suffer, to be damned for eternity and–” she had said to him without thinking. But it was the truth wasn't it? Better to suffer, to be damned.

The Courtier

Training with The Handler

“He wasn't a fair man, he wasn't a dark man. He was just a man. A man who held a blade to my throat and promised me that he could kill me before I could blink. He promised me in the next breath that the world could be at my feet. Every fibre of my being would learn to hate him, even as I began to want him.”

“Faster than lightening, his hand shot out and she gagged, jolting as he grabbed her throat between his fingers. He released her and she gasped for breath. She swore at him, a filthy, foul name, and spat at his feet. And that's when he hit her swiftly in the shortest rib. She couldn't breath in as the pain roared through her, the punch robbing her swiftly of reason. She gasped, tried sucking in air. It was clear that she was too stunned to move as he grasped her throat again. He had her pinned against the tree and clamped down harder, his fingers digging deep, her blood spilling onto her shirt from her mouth. Pinned, like some weakling. But that was what she'd become, wasn't it? Useless, pathetic. She growled, more animal than sentient being. And shoved. He staggered back a step, fingernails ripping her skin and she struck his chest. She didn't feel the pain, didn't care about the blood or flash of light. No, she wanted to rip his throat out–rip it out with the ruined fingernails and teeth she bared at him. Feral. Wild. Unbroken. Garret grinned. “There you are.”

“Thirty minutes later, she was still staring up at the ceiling, teeth gritted as she calmed the roaring in her veins that was steadily shredding through her self-control. That gods-damned man. Shit. She was in such deep, unending shit.”

Saying goodbye to the past

“I was not a pet. Not a doll, not an animal. I was a survivor, and I was strong. I would not be weak, or helpless again. I would not, could not be broken. Tamed.” - Riki

“If you can learn to endure pain, you can survive anything. Some people learn to embrace it- to love it. Some endure it through drowning it in sorrow, or by making themselves forget. Others turn it into anger.” - Riki

“Gods, he was brilliant. Cunning and wicked and brilliant. Even when he beat the hell out of her. Every. Damn. Day.”

“Second place is a nice title for the first loser.” - Jiriki

“You will find, Rollo, that one does not deal with Jiriki Moonshadow. One survives her. ” - Unknown

“Why don’t you get to the point,” she drawled. “I want to have a few hours of sleep tonight.” Not a lie. With every breath, exhaustion wrapped tighter around her bones. “I would have thought,” Robynn said, “given how close you two were; and your abilities.. that you’d somehow be able to sense it. Or at least hear of it, considering what he was accused of.” The prick was enjoying every second of this, she could see it in his face. If Sam was dead or hurt— “Your… Lover.. has been imprisoned for treason—for conspiring with the rebels here.” The world stopped. Stopped, and started, then stopped again.”

Because sometimes, there was time for just…. Kittens.