Kezia "Tangels"

General

Species
Roma
Age
14
Soul Name
Pl'cei
Gender
Female
Birthday
07.04.1845
Aliases
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Class
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Professions
Theif, Whore
Factions
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Home
Shade's Run, Shanty Town

Skills

Prodigy
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Major
Keen Sense (Sight), Dancing (Exotic & Folk)
Average
Larceny (Pickpocket), Stealth, Athletics (Run)
Minor
Cooking, First Aid, Slight of Hand

Magic

Species Powers
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Ritual Magic Potential
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Elemental Gift/Heritage
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Hero Skills
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Spells
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Other
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Ritual Magics
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Equipment

Main Weapon
Shiv
Abilities
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Description
A small and highly concealable shiv that she keeps stashed in her hair so her clients won't know she's still armed even when nude. It's come in handy more than once.
Other Weapons
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Armor
-
Abilities
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Description
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Accessories
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Appearance

Eye Color
Dark Warm Brown
Skin Tone
Chocolate Brown
Build
She is thin and long limbed, giving her the illusion of being older only because of height.
Hair Color
Black
Hair Style
Layered, long in the back and extremely tightly curled throughout.
Height & Weight
5'2" & 90 lbs
Other / Other Forms
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Style & Casual Clothing
As is typical for Roma, she wears loose tops and full skirts with various sashes, coin link belts and other accessories to accentuate her movements as she dances.Often these outfits are either boldly colored or have patterns on them. She doesn't own any shoes.
Accessories
She has a red wooden bead necklace, a glassy marine and faux gold choker that clasps in the back and a ring.
Distinguishing Marks
She has a scar running from her right arm pit up to her clavicle from a rather violent client.

Psychology

Likes
Animals (especially big dogs, she loves cuddling them), the breeze against her skin, heights (she's not afraid of them at all and in fact loves walking on roof tops, tight ropes and the like - she'd have done great if she'd been around during the Roma circus days), girls (while she isn't sure if she's attracted to them she sure as hell know she's 20x more comfortable around them), children (they are innocent, inquisitive and adventurous), seeing new places (she years to explore the world ala Moana)
Dislikes
Men (she has a very real fear of them and their tempers), shouting (she will very quickly shut down, stop talking and agree with/get away from whoever is doing it as fast as she can), sexual domination (she's had her fair share of people who told her how they wanted it and forced it this and that way, it doesn't just turn her off - it shuts her down and causes her to stop feeling or caring about the person at all for a while), being told what to do or how to do it (she will obey but she immediate assumes the person doesn't care about her or wants to control her), broken trust (once you've broken trust with her its nearly impossible to get it back - failure to RP this aspect of her will result it her being taken away from a player!), violence (she will hide and will not harm others unless it is to save her life or another she cares for)
Personality
Kezia is very introverted and quiet, especially around men who have been historically violent towards her. She is submissive to the point of almost shutting down when dealing with the outside world. She tends to view the it as though it were in a picture frame, with her on the outside looking in. This timid demeanor stems primarily from the trauma she has received and the fact she's spent much of her life in constant survival mode. She can, in the right company (loving, affectionate people who make her feel wanted and welcome and/or children and animals) warm up and express a tender side - however this aspect of her is VERY tender, so much so that she is prone to crying, pouring out her heart and any rebuke or wound to this raw and loving side of her will leave a very deep wound that will almost surely be remembered for years to come.
Fears
She fears the pain and suffering in her life becoming so normal that she no longer cares anymore. She also fears being killed by one of her clients. Lastly, she fears having to bow her head and join the mafia - she gave up her dignity and her heart to avoid it, it would have been for nothing.
Quirks
When upset she is known to find a dark corner and hide in it, humming loudly to herself with her hands over her ears. She cries easily and is terrified of men - the higher her fear factor the less likely she is to talk as a whole to ANYONE.

Relationships

Father / Donor
Locos "Time Chaser" (Dead)
Mother/ Sire
Vodma "Smoke Dancer" (Dead)
Siblings
Theodosia "Sandstorm" (Sister, Dead)
Spouse/Lovers
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Children
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Close Friends
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Other
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Pets

Name
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Breed
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Function
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Age & Sex
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Description
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Personality
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History

Year 1845: Kezia was born while the Roma Carnival was still in full operation. Her father was one of the rare breed of Roma with a good head for finances and organization, instead of thievery and beguilement, so he helped with keeping their books and events straight. Meanwhile, his wife was one of the more alluring fire dancers.

Kezia was preceded by an elder sister, Theodosia, who was everything she could have hoped to ask for in an elder sibling. She was fiercely protective, a good fighter and was extremely headstrong. While she was talented at cutting purses, her elder sister's greatest talent was often playing security for the carnival grounds against outside threats like the Mafia.

Year 1854: Kezia's world is turned upside down the day she and her sister run a simple errand into the city for vegetables. It was nothing remarkable, or at least it shouldn't have been. But they came home to the Carnival in corrupted ruins, everyone they knew and loved was either melting before their eyes or warping into demons who were devouring anyone near them.

At the age of nine, she was left with nothing but her sister to cling to. They had no idea if any of the others had survived and no concept of how to figure it out. Instead, they needed to figure out how to put a roof over their heads, food in their bellies and do all of it fast! Naturally, her big sister quickly took to doing what she could for them both but she was a thief and that wasn't a well looked upon skill by many. As a result, her sister starts doing assassin work for the Mafia despite both of their misgivings at the time - it pays well enough for them to afford a small place in the burgeoning Shanty Town outside of Shade's Run.

Year 1857: Theodosia doesn't come home for almost a week. The food runs out and Kezia is at her wits end. Finally a stranger comes calling, one of the agents from Xanthus' Mafia, and they bring bad news: Her sister has been killed on a job. They offer to let her train up with them, take up her sister's mantle, but she refuses. She calls them on what they have done, they have used her sister up, spat her out and now they want to do the same to her! She'll have none of it!

But even as she sends them packing, she has no way to survive. Dancing as her mother did proves to only bring in a meager amount of coins and pick pocketing is still not nearly enough to afford a living wage. After a six months of barely scraping by, up all night due to hunger pains, she finally caves and signs on with a small time pimp to become a whore.

The first night still haunts her nightmares, the ones after it weren't much better. The men came in, used her up and threw her out. She was never sure if it was any different then becoming an assassin when it was all said and done. She does know that between watching the men use up her sister as a killer, then seeing how men used her body nightly for coin - she came to find their whole gender vile and base. They wanted nothing more then to take from women, take and take again. Women were commodities who provided men services. It made her sad and it made her sick.

Some of them were particularly violent too, something she got no say in. Whatever their kink was, she had to cater to it or she'd get a beating from her pimp AND no pay for the job. Such incidents have graced her body with a few cuts and scars - the most notable of which is the one on her underarm up to her clavicle.

Year 1859: A particularly nasty customer came asking specifically for her - apparently he had a Roma fetish and no other girl would do. She could tell immediately he was a creep but, again, it wasn't her call. When his fetishes also included tying her up, she had the feeling this wasn't going to be a good night but she had no idea how BAD it was until he started talking about how he'd torture her. He was going on about how he didn't often get "one of her kind" to strip and present itself like this for a good flaying. He planned to skin her bit by bit. Horrified, she could smell he was drunk so she bided her time, asking questions and playing up to his power fantasies just long enough...

When he paused to vomit in the bathroom, due to too much drinking, she pulled her shiv from her hair and cut herself free. She ran for her life, naked through the streets without a care. She dare not go to the knights, she had done that before and gotten trouble instead of help. One had even molested her for it, since he knew she couldn't complain about it and who would take her word over his as a knight? No, she had no one to turn to. She ran home for clothing and sanctuary.

Except that it seemed her pimp must have ratted her out. Not long after she was stalked by the man and it scared her to death. With no choice, she ran into the first place she could find - Larisa's Art Gallery.