Dream: To someday become an elite assassin among her guild.
The land separated by Lake Kiyo to the west of Sylinda, Sylon, is where Soffei was born. As a child, the Zoroark never knew her parents and as a result, lived on the streets. Living on the streets of her hometown, Lixtue, was tough. Each day that she lived on the streets, she had to do whatever she could to survive. While wandering about the shopping district in town, looking to steal something from one of the stalls, she accidentally bumps into a dragoness. The dragoness started to say something but noticed how dirty and tattered Soffei's clothing was.
After explaining her plight, the dragoness soon had an idea. She then guides Soffei out of the shopping district and to a seemingly abandoned warehouse at the edge of town. Beneath it, was some sort of great hall. The dragoness explained that she was an assassin and this was the guild hall for the Yurei assassin's guild. After being brought to the Yurei guild hall, she was welcomed into the guild. After that, they educated her about various things that would surely help her in her everyday life.
Not only that, but they tought her in their ways, the way of an assassin. Many years later, Soffei had became a fairly skilled assassin. The members of her guild didn't use their real names. Instead, they used aliases. Soffei's alias? It was Ivy. In a way, the guild was like the family that she never had. She is very thankful for all that the guild has done for her. Whenever she isn't on a job or in the guild hall, honing her skills as an assassin. Then she's either relaxing in her apartment in town or simply exploring the land.
Soffei is a Zoroark who stands at 5'2. The vixen's red hair is soft and fur like. It runs down to her ass. One will always see her hair tied into a ponytail. Soffei's blue eyes are beautiful, dazzling, like a couple of beautiful gems. The assassin's claws are razor sharp, capable of cutting one very easily. Lastly, her black fur is very soft, warm and oh-so-fluffy. Being hugged or being close to the fox feels very wonderful! Whenever she's out, one will see Soffei wear a black jacket and beneath it, a red short sleeved shirt that shows off her breasts and curves fairly well, blue pants and red boots.
Loyal, protective of those who she holds dear, unpredictable, feisty. Are the words that describe the Zoroark. While on a job, her real name doesn't matter to her and thus, prefers her alias, Ivy. The vixen is very determined. She will try her hardest to complete her given mission no matter how difficult it may be. Whenever she needs to get information on the whereabouts of her target, she'll find someone close to them and employ her interrogation technique. The vixen's interrogation style involves beating one until they crack and divulge to her the information that she needs. She's quite brutal and isn't afraid to do what needs to be done in order to finish her mission! When she's not on a mission, she prefers to be called her given name, Soffei. The vixen enjoys making new friends. Anyone who befriends Soffei will have a very loyal friend for life! But if anyone dares hurt them, they'll incur the wrath of the fox!
Shapeshifting: With her shadow magic, she's able to assume the form of anyone. Coupled with her illusion magic, she's able to mimic their voices. Why, her mimicry is so spot on that it could fool one close to her target while on a mission! Soffei's ability to shapeshift is ideal whenever she's in a bind in a mission and needs to blend in among a crowd or if she needs to get close to her target.
Illusions-Soffei is fairly proficient in the use of illusion magic. The vixen's illusion magic is most often used to eliminate her target while on a mission. They are also used to punish those who dare to harm her friends. Why, her illusions can be used for lewd purposes if she so desires!
Reformation-With her shadow magic, she is able to reform herself or others in the event that something happens that spells their demise. If Soffei or someone close to her should meet their demise, they'll wake up in their bed, the events of what happened before seeming like a very bad dream to fade away like a bad memory.