Name: Unknown
Nickname: Dee
Age: ca. 10 years
Body type: Average/Skinny
Hair: Red/Brown
Eyes: Blue
Bio:
Father unknown, mother died in childbirth.
She was taken care of from birth in a childrens home/orphanage, but as she was passed 6 years old, she was sent to a different orphanage, where the children were practically treated like slaves. After nearly a year had passed since she got there, she and several of the other children decided to escape, which ended with success, and they then lived together in a nearly abandoned warehouse, in the shabbier part of London. They made a living from stealing everything from handkerchiefs and wallets to entire crates from passing store house wagons.
No one knew her real name, most just assumed she never got one, so everyone just called her Dee, because of the initials D.E. on the inside of the pocket watch she always carried around with her, even though it was broken. The watch was in great shape in every aspect other than the fact that it has stopped, so she would have been able to sell it for quite a lot, but held on to it because it was the first thing she ever stole.
She was a bit of a loner, and worked best on her own. She was a top class pickpocket, and if one ever passed her on the street, one would nearly always be missing something afterwards.
She also kept a knife with her at all times, usually hanging in the piece of leather stitched onto the leg of her pants, but if ever in need, she would have it in her hand, ready to strike, almost faster than most could blink. Having the skills of a pickpocket, and occasionally a thief, she was really sly, dexterous and when needed, a fast runner. She also knew most of the back and side streets of London, and could easily outsmart any follower. If she ever actually did get caught, she would put on her angel face and start acting, usually along the lines of "but I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten in days" or "I didn't mean to steal it".
She wore a pair of pants that were really a couple sizes too small, but fit snugly due to the fact that she was so skinny. Her shirt was sized for a grown man, and hung loosely around her, so she had tightened a string of leather around her waist to fit it a bit better. Underneath she wore a knit-west.
Her hair was long and unruly, so she had tied a piece of cloth around, which she had ripped off from her left shirt arm. Her pants were torn, and her shoes were worn. She also wore a pair of old, fingerless gloves. The index- and middle finger on the right glove was entirely cut off, to make it easier to lure things our of pockets, purses and bags...
Nickname: Dee
Age: ca. 10 years
Body type: Average/Skinny
Hair: Red/Brown
Eyes: Blue
Bio:
Father unknown, mother died in childbirth.
She was taken care of from birth in a childrens home/orphanage, but as she was passed 6 years old, she was sent to a different orphanage, where the children were practically treated like slaves. After nearly a year had passed since she got there, she and several of the other children decided to escape, which ended with success, and they then lived together in a nearly abandoned warehouse, in the shabbier part of London. They made a living from stealing everything from handkerchiefs and wallets to entire crates from passing store house wagons.
No one knew her real name, most just assumed she never got one, so everyone just called her Dee, because of the initials D.E. on the inside of the pocket watch she always carried around with her, even though it was broken. The watch was in great shape in every aspect other than the fact that it has stopped, so she would have been able to sell it for quite a lot, but held on to it because it was the first thing she ever stole.
She was a bit of a loner, and worked best on her own. She was a top class pickpocket, and if one ever passed her on the street, one would nearly always be missing something afterwards.
She also kept a knife with her at all times, usually hanging in the piece of leather stitched onto the leg of her pants, but if ever in need, she would have it in her hand, ready to strike, almost faster than most could blink. Having the skills of a pickpocket, and occasionally a thief, she was really sly, dexterous and when needed, a fast runner. She also knew most of the back and side streets of London, and could easily outsmart any follower. If she ever actually did get caught, she would put on her angel face and start acting, usually along the lines of "but I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten in days" or "I didn't mean to steal it".
She wore a pair of pants that were really a couple sizes too small, but fit snugly due to the fact that she was so skinny. Her shirt was sized for a grown man, and hung loosely around her, so she had tightened a string of leather around her waist to fit it a bit better. Underneath she wore a knit-west.
Her hair was long and unruly, so she had tied a piece of cloth around, which she had ripped off from her left shirt arm. Her pants were torn, and her shoes were worn. She also wore a pair of old, fingerless gloves. The index- and middle finger on the right glove was entirely cut off, to make it easier to lure things our of pockets, purses and bags...
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