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Age:31

Name: Isago Obonye

Nickname/Alias: Baboon

Gender: Male

Personality: Isago comes off as being kind-hearted, calm, and jolly. Usually he will not look at things negatively but can also have a serious side when it comes to work, enemies, or things being done wrong to his friends. He has sympathy towards anyone who are a slave and who are mistreated as one. He can be cunning and a liar to get out of situations.

Biography: Isago was formerly born into slavery to father he never met since he was sold off and a sickly mother who died when he was 5. As a child, he worked in his cruel master's home until one night the town he lived in was attacked by bandits (Who often traveled on land but at times by sea as well) that took him in and trained him to be like them. Throughout his teens up to now, Isago have learned that if there's something you want in life, you take it. That's the only way of survival.

Skills: Quite good at lying/persuasion to get out of sticky situations, he's an expert swordsman and hand to hand fighter. He's very skilled in free running (Pretty much parkour). And he's quite strong

Equipment:
1 sword
1 dagger
2 pouches of powder that induces sleep when mixed with liquids and consumed.

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Age: 21
Name: Roxy Black
Nickname/Alias: Black Widow
Gender: female

Personality: Roxy comes across tough and sarcastic. She keeps a wall between herself and others. She doesn't trust easily but if someone earns her trust she is loyal to them. She isn't very forgiving or understanding. If you screw up or piss her off it will be along time before she is willing to let it go. She is brutally honest. She doesn't care if you like her or not. She is very stubborn. Once she decides something it is hard to get her to change her mind.
Biography: Roxy was raised by her father. Her mother was never part of her life. Her father hated her. Roxy never knew why. She never bothered asking. Her father was very abusive of her because he wanted a son but was never able to have one. He tried her to be an assassin. She excelled despite her father's abuse. She wanted to prove to him that she was just as good, if not better than the son he wanted. She tried as hard, sometimes harder, than his men just so she could prove him wrong about her.

Skills: knife throwing
Equipment: throwing knives

Appearance:

Age:40
Name: Annie Ford
Nickname/Alias: 'onest Annie (accent optional)
Gender: Female

Personality: Caring to those she sees as hard done by but can hold her ground against some of the meanest looking thugs when she needs to.
Biography: TLDR; She was married off to a rich lord who then killed her family, she took her opportunity when their carriage was attacked by bandits and made off with the finery and one of the bandits - selling the goods and buying a tavern in Luthias. For the past twenty years she has been carting ale for sale around the city, listening to gossip and picking pockets as she went.


Skills: Reading people, sifting gossip for important information, pickpocketing and her stout frame won't make her the deadliest fighter by a long shot but she isn't to be discounted.
Equipment: The dagger she used for her first kill has never left her side since.

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Name: Abraham Buren
Gender: Male
Nickname/Alias: Accountant
Age: 37

Personality: Abraham is very practical man. He does whatever works and whatever gains him and his associates an advantage. Good-natured would be a bad way to describe him but he tries to avoid direct confrontation whenever possible although he will not hesitate to kill if it proves necessary. He is a straight-to-the-point kind of man. Headstrong and somewhat cocky.
Biography: Abraham was born to a poor widow in the city of Luthias. She succumbed to illness when Abraham was only 7 years old and he found himself stealing to survive. Picking pockets and snatching fresh fruits from merchant stalls. When he became a teenager he joined a gang and started to commit bigger crimes. Despite their lacking skills things went quite well for them. At first. The city guard was hot on their trail and soon enough their hideout was raided and everyone, including Abraham, was captured and hauled to the dungeons where they’d have to sit until the authorities figured out what to do with them. Abraham, however, managed to smuggle in a lockpick with which he escaped. He became a freelance thief and gained more skills and experience. But Abraham had larger ambitions. He wanted a new gang and this time he wanted to be the leader. So he founded the thieves guild with aims of one day ruling the city.

Skills: Pickpocketing, lockpicking, hand to hand combat, skilled with crossbows.
Equipment: Dagger, Lockpicking tools, crossbow

Appearance:

Age: 22
Name: Nadya Pavel
Nickname/Alias: Gypsy
Gender: Female

Personality: To those that are the closet to her - they know her sweet smile to strangers is only a façade. She is very cunning when it comes to getting what she wants. Nadya easily knows how to play on the heartstrings of her prey, or knows how to keep then preoccupied. For those she is closest to - she likes to make sure everyone gets their share, if earned, and is very independent. Wont rely on you for much except company.

Biography: Nadya grew up with her mother in a nomadic traveling group - that she banded with for years. This is how she became affiliated with the Gypsy lifestyle. Constantly having to beg for food, money, and struggling to make trades with people in towns - but as she got older she found better ways to get these needs. Entertaining the masses for money with her lute/tarot cards/fortune telling/dancing became a quick way for money.
Or, there was stealing.... Her mother didn't teach her the stealing aspect, it just came naturally as she was beginning to starve more and more - hunger and materialistic wise. Even though the nomadic tribe traveled with goats, and constantly revisited the same spots for rest, and foraging. It all wasn't enough for her. She wanted more money, food, to relax instead of constantly travel to these empty promise filled homes.
Nadya eventually disbanded from her mother at the age of 15, following a man who promised her a life of leisure, but eventually abused her and she ran from him shortly after. Nadya then found herself where she is today, home - amongst whom she now considers family.

Skills:
+Playing the Lute
+Faux fortune telling
+Advanced pickpocketing
+The power of persuasion when it comes to men
+Very light and nimble on her feet thanks to dancing
+Creaing diversions

Equipment:
> A small knife tapped to each side of her thighs
>A deck of tarot cards
>Lockpicks
>Her Lute

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Age: 22 years
Name: Kahleen Alexai of Leththandrial // Alexai Luthor
Nickname/Alias: "Serpent"
Gender: Female

Personality: Alexai is a person who doesn't reveal a lot about herself. She likes to keep her past in the past and her intentions in the dark, mostly. She is an independent woman, who is proud to be able to take care of herself, she will never accept anyone to provide for her. She's too proud to let that happen. Alexai despises cruelty against animals or children and will never participate in such, if she can by any means avoid it. She respects loyalty and honesty. Though she doesn't really tell the truth herself, she tries to no tell lies if not needed. But that doesn't work too well with her, her identity is a big lie of it's own after all.

She doesn't mind stealing from the wealthy or middle class people, but she avoids to steal from anyone that has barely enough to survive. She will not hesitate to kill someone if they attack her or endanger her safety in any kind of way.

Biography: Alexai was born with the name Kahleen Alexai in the kingdom Leththandrial as the throne princess. She grew up in a middle sized palace with the best education she could get and with too much trouble qualities. She was a little black sheep for the King and Queen and for the people that worked in the palace. She was in the public eye, was loved and adored for no other reason but for being 'the princess'.

Long story short: Kahleen fell in love with a normal girl, typical story, happened a thousand times, the difference was that her parents were okay with it, even if they kept telling her that she couldn't expect to marry that person, to lead a life with her. Kahleen ignored them. The woman she had fallen in love was a secret to the outside world, but the two women didn't mind, they were in their own world anyway. From the age of 16 to 19 they were dating, and then her girlfriend died. She had been killed by a group of people that had planned to get into the palace for a while. Having seen how the girl was able to enter and leave the palace seemingly as she pleased, they wanted to get information out of her on the insides of the palace, the guards, the royal family, who she was seeing in there and all the like. But the young woman refused to speak and had to pay with her life.

Heartbroken, devastated and feeling guilty for the fate of her girlfriend, Kahleen couldn't stand to be in that building anymore. So one night she ran, ran away from the palace, the responsibility, the memories, the country that was hers to lead one day. That is three years ago. The kingdom has never stopped searching and there are people even so far away from Leththandrial that know of the missing princess.

When Kahleen first engaged with a stranger, far away from home, hungry, wet from the pouring rain and scared, she told the man her name was Alexai. The name that was only ever used by her girlfriend. ("I know you." A soft hand touched her cheek and her eyes lifted from the ground to look at the deep galaxy that was within the eyes of the woman she loved. "You're princess Kahleen to them. But you will always be my Alexai. With no care in the world and with no burden on her shoulders.") She soon realized that in the world no one would offer her food or water or a warm blanket if she had nothing to give in return. In her desire to survive she started to steal the things she needed. At first, she hated it, hated the feeling of it, hated knowing that she didn't have anything. But with every day that passed she realized more that she was free. No duty, no people telling her what to do, no burden to lead a kingdom one day. And she started to enjoy the life she had found herself in.

Everything she had done, led her right to where she was now.

Time within the guild: Two and a half months

Skills: Silent and quick on her feet, hiding, climbing, perfect aim with the arrow and bow, precise usage of knives/daggers (in any way), stealing things from basically underneath people's eyes, flirting her way into or out of things, picking locks

Equipment: Arrows and a bow, two daggers (one in her boot and one at her waist), a few coins (not much really), a stolen rope

Appearance:

Age: 15

Name: Kai Seymour

Nickname/Alias: Sea Urchin

Gender: Male

Personality: Kai is a rather expressive individual. He usually makes his feelings, as well his as thoughts and opinions quite clear to those around him, even when they hardly make him sound smart. He is bold, impulsive, and headstrong, and will do what it takes to survive when the situation demands it. Kai misses his old crew and his life out at sea, and often thinks of those times. This is apparent as he frequently goes back to the waterfront at night to sit by the harbor while gazing out into the waters.

Biography: Kai was raised and trained out at sea by his pirate father and his crew. During his childhood, he witnessed countless successful plunders by the pirates. Seeing the men whom he practically considered family live their lives by taking what they wanted by force, the then young and impressionable Kai readily took after their ways, and he was contented with his life as far as he knew. However, everything changed one day when they chose the wrong target to rob - an enemy vessel with a crew they could not overpower. This failure resulted in the death of Kai's father and his men, leaving the terrified teenager hiding as a stowaway on the enemy ship. He eventually made his escape when the ship arrived at the waterfront of Luthias City. Since then, Kai had been surviving by the only way he knew how to - by taking what he needed, whenever he needed it, and by any means necessary.

Skills: Swordsmanship and firearm handling. (I'll include ship steering and sea navigation, though those are probably not going to matter in this RP.)

Equipment: Cutlass, flintlock pistol.

Appearance: Shi is one of the unlucky few struck with dwarfism, and in his adulthood has been at most 4'8". However, almost as a sort of compensation, he is pudgy and very wide, often giving him the appearance of a ball. He is often found dressed either in the yellow robes of an imperial governor when dealing with other thieves, or the brown clothing of the peasantry when not working.
Age: 35
Name: Liu Shi
Nickname/Alias: N/A
Gender: Male

Personality: Shi is polite, first and foremost. He sees the use of imperfect titling as a personal sin. He is a man of lies upon lies, often even fibbing about non-important information just to practice for when it really counts. He expects the same out of all the thieves he meets, and insists on proof whenever possible, even for seemingly trivial matters.
Biography: There was a time, in a far off land, when Shi was a real stand-up guy. He stayed long hours in school and the library, poring over books of politics, dreaming of a glamorous career in the imperial court. His wish was granted when his hard work paid off, him just nudging out the bottom scorers in the merit test. However, he, coming from a less-than-wealthy family, didn't have many resources to study and didn't do so well that he could land the capital duties of his dreams. Instead, he was sent to the far corners, often having to govern barbarians or raiders. This is what led to him taking the bribe that fell him. He thought one might not hurt, but the emperor has spies everywhere, and Shi was immediately booted out of his place and exiled. Now, he hopes Luthias is far enough away from the emperor's steely gaze and the disappointment he would face from his family should he ever return.

Skills: Administration, philosophical debating, speeches, appraisal
Equipment: Money. Loads of it.

Appearance: (I hope it works.
Age:24
Name:Raeven
Nickname:Ace
Gender:Male
Personality: mischievous and fun loving, but calm and collected once he has a job to do.
Biography: considered a stain on his family's blood line, Raeven was cast out at the young age of 10, his mother had bed with traveling merchant her husban enraged by this cast the young boy out as his mother was on her death bed. Needing to survive Raeven adapted slowly learning how to hunt and take what he needed to survive slowly earning coin by pickpocket and skills through practice he became who he is today.
Skills:marksman archer, pickpocketing, freeruning and parkour

@Hazy

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Age: 18
Name: Cyprus Alexi (Prefers Alexi)
Nickname/Alias: Crow
Gender: Female/Bisexual

Personality: Alexi tends to be silent and stays mainly to herself. She enjoys her solitude, which means she usually works alone. Alexi really doesn't mind people, yet she isn't very lively towards them either. Most of the time you'll find her in dark to dim lit places, not only to hide from view, but to not be bothered as much. Though Alexi seems quite cold sometimes, she has a heart that easily falls for another.

Biography: Alexi started off in a normal life, normal parents, normal home, well to her at least. Her father was an assassin and her mother took the path of cannibalism, both are very infamous for their work. Unfortunately
the law caught on to their sour deeds and sent them into execution. Her father was hung for his murders, and her mother was burned at the stake for dark practices which put poor Alexi into an orphanage at the age of ten. Once Alexi hit seventeen, she became quite the hassle with thievery, breaking and entering, and destroying property. Quite the rebel she was, however one day she broke into the Thieves Guild and attempted to rob them. Alexi was caught in the process, but instead of being punished, she was offered a place in the guild and has been there ever since.

Skills: Sneaking, Lock picking, morbidly punishing her adversaries, and playing the Ocarina,
Equipment: A katana, lock picks, a dagger with chain, and her Ocarina

Appearance: 5'0, dark hair that is cut unevenly around her ears and has longer layers on top that stick out. Deep brown eyes and a pale complexion, with a small almost pointed nose. Skinny but has tight little muscles on her legs and arms. Sometimes wears charcoal around her eyes to look menacing. Normally wears dark clothes and a thin black cloak.
Age:24
Name: Krista Mueller
Nickname/Alias: Ratte
Gender: Female

Personality: Ratte is carefree in the deadly sense. She holds her true feelings back well behind a mask of sarcasm, flirting and general boisterous and rowdy behaviour. She is a pessimist, but can be very caring on the inside and looks after those she considers worthy of her care with a fierce loyalty, though those people are few and far between. She is determined and stubborn - if she wants something, she's going to try to get it, even if that means betraying someone.
Biography: Ratte grew up with her sister in a quiet little family that couldn't afford much. Ratte was never the favourite child - she was brutish and stubborn and often came home with bruises or something stolen, often egged on by her sister though nobody ever saw that part. Her parents were at the end of their patience with her, when her little sister became sick. Ratte took on the role of providing the medicine for her under the guise of having found a job. In reality, she was stealing and when her parents and sister found out, they banned her from the house. Ratte lived on the streets for a long time after that, still sneaking medicine into the house when she could, but learning skills to live on her own and survive in this bitter world of ungrateful beings. She eventually hitched a ride out of town to escape from a group that she had pissed off with her nature and stealing from them and never came back. She was never able to settle, moving from town to town, eventually landing in Luthias - somewhere she was hoping to make a name for herself before she moved on. A name everyone either hates or fears, of course.

Skills: Pick-pocketing, lying, lock-picking, knife-throwing, drinking shots.
Equipment: A knife on her belt, a lock-picking set in a small bag on her shoulder, deck of cards.