Name: Gish
Race: Human??? (Deep One)

Appearance: A squat, 4ft girl that appears to be quite young. She's got the Innsmouth look, with her eyes being set too far apart, her mouth being a little too wide, her skin clammy and grey, and her long black hair matted and unkempt. Her fingers and toes are slightly webbed. She wears an old, faded, dirty dress that's nearly been worn to ribbons. Over top of it she wears what looks like armor made of woven reeds. This armor includes a chest piece, arm guards that extend from her elbows and stop just before her fingers and leggings that likewise start just under her knees and extend to right before her toes. She has a large conical hat, also made of reeds, that she uses to obscure her face.

Inventory: A fife, carved out of a greenish wood. A small knife, for carving said fife.

Special Abilities:

[i]Ignore Terrain (Wet)[/i]: Mud and muck do not impede Gish's ability to move. She could walk through quicksand and it would have absolutely no effect. In fact, she gets faster when wading through even a small body of water.

[i]Swimmer[/i]: In the water Gish is greased lightning. While on land her movements can be clumsy and uncoordinated in the water she's more graceful than any fish, being able to control her direction and reach great speeds in a way that should be impossible. She can somehow propel herself with enough force to leap three times her height. 

In addition to these obviously supernatural traits she's also a good wittler, can fish, weave her own clothes, play the fife, and knows the sound of a language her mother called Deep though she's unable to comprehend or speak it herself. 

Personality: Ruled by a cautious curiosity, only knowing of most of the world through stories. [s]Deeply religious and chalks thing up to providence.[/s] Starting to doubt her gods after a run in with the Mindskitter, though still firmly believes in fate and destiny. Talks a lot when excited or as a defence mechanism. Enjoys speaking and listening to other people speak. Her time in the swamp living with someone she trusted implicitly have left her with a complete inability to lie or hide her emotions.

History: Raised in an inland swamp by her mother. Never knew her father. Mother eventually went into the water and never came back, leaving her to fend for herself. Doesn't know how long ago that was, but it is much longer ago than she figures. She haunts a local town on the edge of the swamp, skulking under windowsills and in attics at night watching and listening to people. Has become something of a local legend.

Other:
-Fascinated by fairy tales and fantastic stories.
-Gets headaches whenever she tries to think too much about certain topics.
-Gish is not her real name. Her mother named her in Deep and she's unable to pronounce either her own name, her mother's, or her god's. Gish is sort of a contraction of what she's heard the people in town call her. She picked Gish because it was either that of Firl and she thought the former sounded better.