Mirelle Vaust

A socially awkward "silver-tongued" thief who is quite educated.

Mirelle Vaust, a 19-year-old human woman standing approximately 168 centimeters (5'6") tall. She has wavy chestnut hair that falls just past her shoulders, warm brown eyes and Medium-light skin that spends far too little time beneath the sun. Though slim, she possesses soft curves and a natural elegance that often draws attention whether she desires it or not. Her clothing is usually tight leather pants, a white shirt partly hidden beneath a dark leather corset, brown leather gloves, brown leather boots. At her hip is a leather belt from which hangs a steel saber. Her hands are surprisingly nimble and precise, stained occasionally by ink, herbs or alchemical ingredients. Mirelle never knew her parents and was raised collectively by the village. Though she was never mistreated, she often felt like she belonged to everyone and no one at the same time. As a child she spent far more time in the village library than with other children, devouring whatever books she could understand and many she could not. The elderly librarian eventually began setting aside damaged books for her, allowing her to slowly teach herself subjects far beyond what would normally be expected of a village girl. Her fascination with knowledge naturally led her toward alchemy. What began as curiosity eventually became practical skill, though her lack of formal instruction means much of her knowledge comes from experimentation, observation and more than a few painful mistakes. Despite her intelligence, Mirelle struggles with people. She rarely knows exactly what to say and often spends more time thinking about conversations than participating in them. Her tendency to speak bluntly or focus on unusual details can leave others confused. Yet few find her unpleasant. There is a sincerity to her words that many people appreciate, and a quiet kindness that emerges whenever someone genuinely needs help. During her youth she frequently followed Alejandro, Rowan and the others into trouble despite lacking either their confidence or their courage. More than once she found herself climbing through windows, squeezing through gaps or opening locks simply because she was the only one capable of doing so. Though she would never admit it openly, many of her less respectable skills were learned because books alone could not satisfy her curiosity. Mirelle dislikes violence and avoids direct confrontation whenever possible. Nevertheless, she is far from helpless. She possesses quick hands, a sharp mind and a willingness to use deception when honesty would place her or her companions in danger. She is also willing to draw her saber as a last resort. Though often underestimated due to her appearance and reserved nature, Mirelle has an unfortunate talent for finding solutions to problems that sensible people would never have considered attempting. Combat Equipment: A saber, emergency blackroot powder. Equipment: Lockpicks, empty vials, small pouch for alchemical reagents and catalysts. Proficiency: Medium weapons, Untrained in armor. Skills: Alchemy, lockpicking, stealth, very literate, well-spoken Max Hp: 4 Max Stress: 7 Armor: 0 Damage: 2

Tags: Female Scholar

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