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[Feral Appetence]

My name is Feral Appetence, a false name that means “animalistic desire” . I am a female of 17 years. Anything else I tell you is more than you need to know.
I come from a family of Venetian actors. My father kept the secret of our ancestors away from my sister and me for the longest time. It was only on the night that our home was set ablaze and we were pursued by guards that my father told me of a chest of items hidden in the woods outside the city. He himself was not a practicing assassin, nor did he deal with the Brotherhood directly, but he kept the equipment that was passed on to him by his father.
I was able to escape. My parents and sister did not. Though I did not see my mother and father fall, I watched as my sister was beaten, a sword thrust through her stomach, her body dragged away and thrown in the river. It was my cowardice that prevented my interfering, and I cowered beneath a bridge as I watched my sister's body float past me amongst the burnt remains of what used to be our home and trade.
I found the chest my father spoke up, hidden in an abandoned foxhole, and took everything I found inside. Shamed and scared out of my wits, I fled to the country, taking residence in a family friend’s villa, where I stayed for several days.
Afterwards, I returned to Venice, searching out others of my kind. Fellow assassins. Though I found several, we were few and I inexperienced. I had never fought before and even now I prefer not to. Instead, I use my skills as an actor to slip last guards and gather information for my more proactive brothers. When it does come to killing, however, I favor twin knives and the hidden blade, preferring swift stealth kills rather than brash brawling in the street. After the killing is over with, I relieve corpses of money, equipment, and in some cases clothing to replenish my stocks. I have disguises for any social class, from a lowly street sweeper to a Cardinal.
I despise my cowardice and will often force myself into acts of blatant heroism that don’t always work. Though I don’t know if I will ever be able to take revenge for what befell my family, I wish to help stop the corruption that plagues this city. I am a devout Christian, but I will break the sixth in a heartbeat for my brothers. I pray that my cause is noble, my actions just, and that Archangel Michael may guide my blade.