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[h3]Character Description[/h3]
[b]Name:[/b] Gweirca ferch Gwenllwyfo
[b]Species:[/b] Sylpharim 
[b]Race/Nationality:[/b] Sylpharim 
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Age:[/b] 18
[b]Languages:[/b]Arventian and North Sylpharimese. 

[b]Appearance:[/b] [hider=appearance]Gweirca is slightly taller than your average female  Sylpharim, standing at 5’4”. Her time as a carnie has given her an athletic muscular build. Her hair is strawberry blonde and her skin is fair. The large set of wings on her back are as white as snow. [/hider]
[b]Personal Effects[/b]: She has a necklace made from the first flight feather of her best friend/crush. She also has a letter from said person. 
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[h3][b]Background:[/b][/h3]
[b]Role[/b]: Thief.
[b]Backstory[/b]: Gweirca was born to a polygamous group of Carnival folk. Not quite sure who her actual parents are, all of the folk helped raise her. She learned the art of Pickpocketing at her uncle's knee. Her aunt showed her the best way to choose marks and cut purses. Gweirca learned juggling, card counting, and sleight of hand from her Nona who, even with her arthritis, was the best gambler this side of the country. 

Gweirca would soon meet her best friend, the daughter of an elected official. The girl, Lliwelydd, had snuck into the carnival tent where Gweirca. The two immediately hit it off, with Gweirca being completely head over heels for her even at such a young age. Not wanting to ruin the friendship, Gweirca would keep her love under wraps, for the most part at least. 

As the years went on, Gweirca and Lliwelydd's bond would grow as they spend much of the waking hours together. Still in love with her BFF, Gweirca would occasionally try to woo her with various trinkets taken with her particular skills. Unfortunately, her attempts were continually ignored as Lliwelydd still saw each other as friends. 

Lliwelydd would eventually gain the attention of various suitors, prompting the younger Gweirca to take drastic measures. Since the previous attempts to gain Lliwelydd's attention with shiny trinkets have failed, Gweirca decided to take it up a notch. 

Hearing rumors of treasure in The Morgador, Gweirca would reach out to expedition teams in Ardbenn Solas. After finding out that she'd have to pay her own way onto a team, Gweirca did whatcshe does best to get coin, stealing. Unfortunately, due to her being new to the area, got caught stealing from the one mpeerson she shouldn't have, the proprietor of the expeditions in the city. Bidding a hasty retreat out of Ardbenn Solas, Gweirca headed to Ealdormunda, to try her luck with the human expeditions. Nothing was going to stop her from getting that treasure and winning the hand of her BFF. 


[b]Character Intro[/b]: 

Gweirca sat on the edge of a cliff, overlooking a distant village. The Sylpharim had her wings fully outstretched to warm in the morning sun. It had been a long journey from home, but she was more excited than ever. 

Gweirca had a parchment of paper in her hands, a letter from her now long distant friend. She skimmed the letter, but the same few words stuck with her over and over again. “ Come home again.” Those three words echoed in her mind. It filled her with determination and joy. The next time Gweirca would see Lliwelydd again, she would have a ton of money and her hand in marriage. 

Folding the letter up again and putting it in her pocket, Gweirca stood up. She stretched, wings and all, before grabbing her bag. In one fluid motion of her wings, Gweirca lifted into the air and took off. 
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