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Maikala

Maikala Khamaand
| Name | Maikala |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Whatever gets her through the week. |
| Age | Mid teens. |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Currently Chetwood, or the streets of Bree |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Basics: 5'6", overly thin. Very pretty, but seeming worn and exhausted. Brownish black eyes with gold rings around the irises. Defined features, and soft jawline.
Attire: Bright silks, gold and orange adorn her figure. They're long-fading, and frayed at the edges. If this young girl came from money, she's been a decent amount of time without it, now. Arming: Two very simple daggers are visible.
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Background
Personality: While in public, she tries to come off as happy and bubbly to make friends, 'allies' as she calls them mentally, that is not her true self.
She is quiet, with her eyes down, and her ears always listening. She has strong, sometimes deep opinions on things, but she doesn't speak unless she feels it's truly needed, or asked for.
Those who have seen her true personality, may note that she seems to constantly assume she's intruding. She never seems comfortable, and if anything is very socially awkward, but is trying.
Her politeness comes off as an almost painful shyness, often silencing herself mid-sentence, or even fully turning herself away from someone if she assumes her words to be unwanted.
Skillset: She is unnervingly fast, and light-stepping. She can climb almost anything, and has impeccable balance. This, combined with her abilities with throwing knives and daggers, makes her quite dangerous when she wants... or needs to be.
She is also an awful con, at times. But let's hope you never have to know that.
Backstory:
The eldest daughter of a Haradic trader, she wasn't the picture of refinement.
Her mother having died of illness while she was young, she grew up with her father and younger sister in the caravans, traveling around the world on her fathers quest for fortune.
It was in Bree, that misfortune befell them. Their caravan raided, and their father killed. Left alive only due to having been at a stream, nearby.
She did her best, really. But... a young teenager doesn't make the best mother.
| Friends | Well...she's trying. |
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| Relatives | Mekiake (missing, maybe dead) |
| Rivals/Enemies | None notable. |
| Loves | She's near forgotten. |
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| Hates | The feeling of regret. |
| Motivation | To survive... and then one day, to live. |
| Quotes | "Maybe i'll end up being a mother. Maybe I'll end up dead. I don't know. But anywhere is up, at this point." |
