|Age||Young, nineteen years old.|
|Residence||The Pracing Pony inn|
She was born in Breeland, even tho her name is Rohirric. She isn't that shy to the people around her, and is always willing to speak to anybody who'd like to maintain a conversation, even tho she grows warily of armed men, dwarves, and elves. She doesn't know how to read or write, and can be found very ignorant, very common around Bree, where she resides.
She can be found inside the Pracing Pony, where she tries to seduce 'rich' men. One of the other things she likes is a good fight, but doesn't like participating, only watching as spectator. She is used to tough life, started when she was very young, playing in the street with other children.
She never met her mother or father, but her orgins can be well known, since she grew up in a brothel, near Bree town. She does not know the reasons on her first name, not a common thing on any prostitute like her. She made her second name by herself after convincing the major of Bree and the notary, suspiciously, because she doesn't have much coin. She is a specialist in manipulating men, twisting their minds with a few tricks when she started in her profession, barely a child.
Her hair is dark-brown, but is dyed an intense blonde color, not very visible since a year or two passed until she had her last wash of hair. She stands a tall size compared to the other women of her age, her back arched, soft hands, not very strong but a bit skinny, her skin soft too, her expression always coordinates with the other people she talks with, always keeping her fake, mischievous smile. And her Bree accent matching her personality, she hates her life right now, and is hardly resisting her depression. She usually hides her feelings to everyone, because she doesn't feel understood by anybody.
Quite a few
Manipulating, and seducing men.
Mercenaries and armed men.
She tries to live a simple life, and does not care of being powerful.
Humble, and solemn, very solemn sometimes.
|A hit of luck?||1 year 10 weeks ago|