[hider=Elaeria Mithran]
[b]Name:[/b] Elaeria Mithran
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Race:[/b] Human (possibly with feline traits but no one really knows - they certainly aren't visible except in her irises)
[b]Attributes:[/b] Night Sight, Feline Grace
[b]Age:[/b] 23
[b]Appearance:[/b] Elaeria is pale, thin and graceful with legs and arms proportionate in length to her torso and it's small bust. Her night-black hair is long and tied back into a single ponytail which, when she is at work keeping herself hidden, can be secured underneath her cloak so as to not get in the way. Standing at five foot and six inches tall she is neither tall nor short for a woman and is rarely held back from her burglary activities by her height.

She walks with a cat-like grace and her green irises are more like a cat's than a human's, these two traits leading many (including herself) to believe that she may have some feline heritage although she herself has no way of finding out for certain. Her clothes are all dark and consist of a rich cotton shirt, riding leggings tucked into tight-fitting black boots (free of noisy buckles and troublesome laces) with a plain and worn black cloak over them all to protect her against the cold, adverse weather and prying eyes.

[b]Faction:[/b] Rogue
[b]Occupation:[/b] Robin Hood thief (with a little cut for herself, of course).
[b]Weapons:[/b] Long-bladed daggers (double-edged), a dozen smaller throwing knives and a healthy supply of lock picks.
[b]Armor:[/b] Wearing little in the way of armour to provide maximum maneuverability and flexibility, Elaeria simply wears an expensive cotton shirt (not obtained through legitimate means), a woolen cloak for warmth and weather-resistance, tight riding leggings and boots all of a black or dark colour.

[b]History:[/b] Elaeria has no idea who her parents are, her first memory being alone on an empty street around the age of three or four (she has no way of telling). Establishing her birthday as the day she found her way into the underbelly of the city from the streets, she made a small network of informants from her fellow urchins on the streets and began to steal small items from easy targets (largely food or clothes) before escalating to monetary wares when she was able to fence these expensive items.

To this day she has never had much interest in rising in the ranks of her fellow thieves, busying herself with aiding those she sees as her fellow urchins and as such is somewhat of an outsider in the warren of tunnels in which the thieves reside. [/hider]

If I need to make any amendments just let me know.