Gender: 2
Race: Human
Height: 5'6
Age: 28
Family: Her *darling* brother, Zeirephyer Jones
Weapons: Knife, sword, sling, Ivy-dust

Personality: Serious, but amusing and prideful. Likes to talk, but can be very cold and distant. Like her brother, she can be un-predictable, and hates whiny people.

Appearance: Cacausion skin like her brother, but a sickness in her youth made her hair grow white. She keeps it short, but often wears a black scarf over it to hide her different appearance. Brown trickster eyes, and a very oval face with a somewhat square jaw like a english lady. Well built, but lean like a lady. Stands tall usually, but can be seen sometimes with a slight sluggish stand. Wears black pants that belonged to her brother (they're a few sizes two big for her) and ties them at the waist tightly with twine and has them cut off at the knee. Wears a white shirt (also belonged to her brother) that is tucked in, but kind of hangs loosely, but is buttoned up mostly. Wears a white, tightish tube top underneath (for u-know-wat girls) her shirt. Has a black hankerkief tied around one ankle, and wears leather sandals. Wears black fingerless gloves that go up to her elbows. Oh and has a red N' black sash that goes around her waist and helps hold the sword.

History:

She was raised in a orphanage as to her parents had given her up. Lived there until she was 12, then *escaped* and worked in a mill until she was 15, then she worked in a tavern for awhile. But then Zeirephyer found her, and took her aboard his boat and she traveled with him.

But then she left his boat when they started a un-noticed village on a island and she started her own little Inn, and named it the ‘Zleepin’ Inn’, and is the headlady of it.

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