Gender: 2
Race: Human
Height: 5'7
Age: 16
Family: Died
Weapons: Two daggers, and a pistol that was given to her by her good friend, Masque.

Personality: ((Thanks MB from RPGC for the piccy!))

Appearance: Venesse has long, wavy, brown hair that comes down to her hips. In each ear she wears golden hoop earrings, but most can't see it since her hair is so long and covers them up. Her light blue eyes sitting under long lashes give her a dead appearance against her light skin. She wears a long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves becoming wider near her hands. On each shoulder, there is beast, with a 'blood' pattern-looking thing down each arm. Around her waist is her belt, which is black, and it holds her weapons. Her pants are also black, and come down to her feet (so they are regular size). She has white shoes.

History:

Venesse spent most of her childhood in hiding. She didn’t know it at the time, but her parents were in trouble, and they kept moving from place to place. The lack of food and good shelter is what gave her her appearance. One night she decided to leave her parents, without them knowing. They didn’t even notice when she was gone, either.
Venesse then traveled around, looking for a job, but because of her appearance not many were keen to have her working for them. She never found a good job, but did aquire some skills needed for robbing places. She robbed many places, which is where she got her earrings and weapons.
One day she over heard a conversation between two men, one who seemed especially excited.

Venesse was standing at the market, looking over some fruit, but keeping an eye on the jewelry cart. There was a man standing with his back turned to her, surveying some cloth. He was keeping an eye on her. Suddenly a great commotion was heard from a cart a few feet away, and a short, sort of plump man came running up to the man behind Venesse.
“You’ll never believe this!” the plump man whispered, but it was still very loud. The other man said nothing, but the man kept talking.
“Two outlaws were found teday, livin in the sewers, which in my opinion isn’t so lorvly (lovely), but scum lives in scum, eh?” the plump man said with a chuckle.
“Alive or dead?” Venesse could barely hear the man speak, but she knew it was the one behind her, and she recognized that voice.
“Dead, of cerse, but they have some evirdence that there wars someone else with ’em! A small chilrd, but the chilrds gone missing.”
Venesse knew these were her parents, but couldn’t help but feel glad. Without looking at the men she walked off, sneaking a pair of golden earrings from the jewelry cart.
“Venesse,” the quiet man said, stopping her in her tracks. “How long are you going to keep running like this?”
Venesse didn’t turn around or acknowledge him, but started walking again. She looked over her shoulder.
“As long as the pain stays.”

From there Venesse continued to live in small places, stealing things and selling them for food.

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