Always, as long as rulers have been around so has assassins. But there was always one that caught everyone's eyes when she came near. Was it the blades lining her body? Or was it her odd looking hair? Most likely the blindfold she kept over her eyes. Lucia is a stone cold killer, with a twist. 

The silky fabric has been on her face since she was little. When she was born Lucia had perfect vision and had always used that to force her way through things. Thinking those with impairments were useless and dumb. She learned how to shoot an arrow with deadly aim from affar, she learned how to sword fight and how to hunt. All from her father, a wise castle guard. But, when Lucia turned 14 she fell terribly ill. So ill she was kept home and the royal nurses came to hurt to help curse the guard's precious daughter. When she had finally awoken, she found the once clear world around her, nothing but darkness. A deep empty void with voices and touch overwhelming her so much she locked herself away. She locked out the nurses, the doctors and even her own father. Weeks she spent in her room, looking out a window she couldn't see through. 

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into years she sat before that window. Lost in her own silence until, there was a raid on the castle. She lived not to far away from there when she heard an explosion of fire, practically knocking her out of her seat she felt the flames roaring and licking at her home. She heard the door smash open and a pair of familiar arms around her. She was hurried out and rushed into an ancient forest with the enemy on their tails. It was moments later she felt the hard ground smack her head, her father had been shot dead an instantly later while she lay on the ground. Laughing men came up and kicked the dead man and hauled her up and over their shoulders claiming she'd be a fine one to use and sell off. 

When Lucia had finally awoken, heavy chains set on her wrists and ankles, she had been stripped of her clothes and found them ripped up not to far away from her as she felt around. Shivering Lucia curled up into a ball and wept quietly. One day, after weeks of beatings and god knows what else, someone bought her. A somewhat older lady after Lucia's price went down for "being used to much" said the men. So the lady picked her up, clothed her and walked her out of that hell hole. Then to her own home, fed her, clothed her properly and gave her a bed. 

As Lucia started to open up the old women she found many stories of her lifetime interesting, but as she figured out what happened on her own she grew a need for blood. The lady wasn't any normal old lady, no she was a witch. But a decently kind one. She gifted Lucia for her bravery and for her loss, a gift of sight. This..sight wasn't what Lucia had been expecting at all. She still saw the empty void of blackness..but as she blinked and turned her head around she saw the outline of everything, people, trees, animals...but never again would she the details of a person's face. 

But that didn't stop her need to get revenge of royals that slaughter and nobles that take. She used this sight and her new, enhanced senses to relearn and get back in shape. She took her time buying weapons and spending time in bars to catch who knows what and where.. 

Still as she gains her name and establishes who she is she wears that black blindfold over her eyes. People soon started calling her the Blind  Assassin because whenever she would come to kill someone, she would never look anyone in the eye, not because of submission because of the statement that she couldn't find ones eyes. She made her mark by bringing the head of her target to the person who paid her to kill the other. 

Extras: Lucia doesn't care much about people's feelings needs or even wants. She emotionally closed herself off to others so she wouldn't be so broken if they were to die. She relies on herself and hates taking help of others but will...unwillingly if she must. Loud noises and sudden actions make her new sight turn fuzzy and unreliable when they occur and will often scare her into hiding or retreat. She keeps weapons on her at all times, even when she sleeps she has a dagger under her pillow and throwing knives at her hips. She had learned how to take up the role of many, a noble spoiled princess, a peasant girl, a maid, a stable girl you name it. So she can take up almost any personality if she must. But she enjoys being mischievous and manipulative towards others.

So one day Lucia was out, hidden on a rooftop of a near building as you (king/queen/princess/prince/noble blood) were taking a walk on the castle grounds. She rushed off into the trees and you heard a rustling sound..shrugging it off as it was just a bird getting into its nest. Smirking the assassin drew out her bow and an arrow, and pulled back the string ready to let it fly. A glint of metal caught your eye and you jumped out of the way just in time to see an arrow wiz past and scrape the cobblestone path you were on. Whispers of swears came from the trees with more rustling and movement. Until..it was gone again. You...