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LIA

Level 1 Elf Rogue

 

 She was stolen as a baby by mistake, the thieves who took her thought that the basket she was sleeping in held gold or jewels. She didn’t wake and cry until they were entering Trayess. They heard the cries and ditched the basket where it was found by a young boy who brought her home to his family. Well, a sort of family; it was his dad, several "uncles", and grandfather. They let him keep her, thinking she would die off anyway.

 So in this house of thugs and thieves she grew up. She was taught to pick pockets and later to steal to earn her keep. The grandfather, father, and uncles all died away, and soon the boy did too. She promised him she’d get out of the city and get a husband and live a normal life now that she was older.

 So after the burial she took up her things and went to find the life she promised the boy she would live. Along her Journeys she came to meet a handsome noble who saw her talents  and used them to help the country.

 She made a lot of powerful friends and a few powerful enemies.  She’s been helping him and his family steal secret plans and such for the past 30 years and now being in love with his son she has left, so as not to disgrace the family.

 

She has long golden hair and bright green eyes. Lia dresses in green (a perfect match to her eyes) and black; her long black boots go up almost to her knee and her gloves match to her boots, coming from the same piece of leather. Her hair is in a fishbone braid and tied with a black bow to keep it out of the way. It stops at her waist. She is small and petite with just enough curves to be gracefully feminine. She has fine features. Some would call her fragile… until they got to know her.