Name: Mara Rielly
Age: 18
Weapon: A short sword and two mismatched daggers
Tools: An ever growing collection of poisons and a small number of tools handed to her when she joined
Bio: In another life Mara could have well been one of the ones she now works against. As a child she was naive, wanting only to see the world and enjoy all that she could. Unfortunately she was also born poor. So instead of being able to drape herself in luxury and wealth she could only look from a distance, glimpsing the better life from the house she worked in. Some seemed jealous of her for that, at least she had shelter and food. However she also had Reuben, the son of the great family. She had grown use to girls returning to their quarter with tear-stained cheeks and ripped dresses; her naivety and innocence faded.
In time his attention turned to Mara, his fingers gripping her arm as he dragged her into his room. However he never had the luxury of leaving again, as he was found in the morning with muscles locked in an unnatural way and a black powder on his lips. The culprit was clear, as Mara was nowhere to be found. She's sure they're still searching for her, maybe that's why she approached the Thieves Guild begging to join. She's new and feels she has a lot to prove, but also a lot to offer. She's small and not strong but passionate and persuasive. After all, she had managed to survive on the streets for long enough to learn what she needed to do to survive.
Not important info:
Always is sure to cover her distinctive hair whilst working
Can play a lady after working for the upper classes
Works most efficiently when people underestimate her, which as a young girl most do