: Mongoose 'Goose'Player
: PhaiaCountry of Origin
: Zingara; The Pit, Kordava [as far as she knows]Deity(s)
: Mitra [but only on holy days] , Bel [she has a silken black mask she will wear at times to honor Bel]Age
: Dyed blue normally a pale blonde that is almost whiteDistinguishing Features/Markings/Scars/Tattoos
: Tattoos; right hip- red rose. Around Left Ankle- thorns and rose twining
Pierced belly button: polished brass ring
Pale yellow almost white hair normally dyed blue.
Almost no body hair, very sparse white colored pubic hair
Scars: a pucked one on both sides of her right thigh from where an arrow went through. A few other very faint scars at various spots. For some reason her scars fade almost completely. A few faint whip marks on her back.
a birthmark in the shape of a fer de lis on her left rear shoulder.Class/Skill Background
Skilled rogue/scout at times a whore
Very skilled at picking locks and getting into places, less skilled at Picking pockets: moves as quiet as a mongoose and is as swift in her attacks. Exceptional Thief that has learned to work in the wilds as well as a city.Weapons Specialties
: Fights with daggers in each hand, highly trained. Throws small daggers. Knows which end of a sword to use and could hit the side of a barn with a bow [given a couple of shots] but can put 2 throwing daggers into a gold coin at 25 feet faster then most men can draw and release an arrow: close in fighter using speed and movement.Weapons
: 'Goose' Carries 2 heavy daggers as her main fighting weapons and many small throwing daggers placed in all sorts of areas on her body, shoulders, forearms, thighs and anklesArmor
: She wears light leather armor and knee boots, grey in color, that offers some protection. Her midriff is bare,showing the brass ring in her belly button and her toned muscles, unlike the soft females of the city.Equipment/Supplies
She has 2 sets of lockpicks, one in a leather pack on her belt the other has been slipped into various places on her body [each boot has several-one waxed to each arm],a small waterflask,a small metal flask with liquor, 20 ft of rope. Flint and steel, with a pack of dry kindling. 7 candles. 3 pieces of chalk, a half pound packet of salt and one of pepper. 5 pounds of Dried rations mostly meat jerky, a rough tunic and leggings, a larger water skin. and bedding all in her backpack. Also a bunch dried peaches. Personality Traits
Goose tends to be quiet and alert, fading into the background even when setting at a table. She has a very quick mind that has let her learn several languages but she tends to use it to see how things work. She is always looking at angles and construction ...just in case she needs to climb something or get away. She does not have the normal mindset of a thief, anymore, in that she does not try and steal everything she sees. Having learned the hard way on how to use her skills to best aid her team, which doesn't mean she wont slip a nice shiny into her belt should one cross her path.
She is also able to turn on the charm, and be very sensual and sexy.
She loves peaches, fruit and juice and has been known to spend half or more of her pay on peaches.
Goose is tough as nails but also very loyal to those that respect her and she respects as well. Racial Animosities
Rabbits, those twitching faces and nasty teeth and big ears that have to hear EVERYTHING just send shivers up and down her back. Lets not even mention how they seem to hop hop away when she tries to kill one. [Shivers]Bio & Notes
As far as Mongoose knows she was born in Kordava, maybe above ground maybe in 'The Pit'. Her earliest memories were scrounging for food with numerous other children. If she had a name it is long forgotten. Everyone began to call her Mongoose when she took to hunting the snakes for the fine people of Kordava earning a copper or more for each she killed. Not a single one ever bit her not even the poison vipers she killed. As she grew older she became a skilled burglar. Seldom needing to hurt anyone she could get into an upper story window in the pouring rain without ropes or any other gear most of the thieves used.
By the time she had turned 12, the Temple of Bel had begun to whore her out though her burglar skills gave her an edge so they were careful about how often she was used.
She expanded her 'hunts' into the camps around the outside of the city where many bands of mercenaries as well as regular army would camp. She was barely 14 [she thinks] when her 'luck' ran out. She had worked her way past 2 layers of guards, late one night, sneaked deep into a camp filled with sleeping warriors. Wiggled under the rear flaps of a large gaudy tent. Tip toed past 2 snoring males to pick a small chest that she found was filled with papers and charts. A second one on the side on the older man she carefully tugged free and picked, pulling out 2 small pouches of coins then she locked both up and returned them to where they had been. She had wiggled completely out from the tent and was about to stand when a boot kicked her in the side and then pressed hard into her back and sword tip was pressed to her neck. A returning Mercenary captain had spotted her crawling out. He didn't raise an alarm just motioned for her to follow him.
He took her to a tent and at sword point made her tell him why she was there and how she got past the guards. The man was older with streaks of grey at his temple and wearing a chain shirt and heavy boots. So he offered her a choice, she could join his unit and work hard or he could take her hands and leave her to starve. It wasn't much of a choice and Mongoose found a better, for her at least, way of live. She took to the life of a mercenary. Quickly showing skills at stealth and the ability to get into almost anyplace. The team has watched her climb a nearly shear rain slick wall free hand dragging a rope behind her and holding it till others climbed it. A few months after joining 'The captain' she also became a student with benefits, in that she would share his bedroll often. It was not love but comfort and she discovered she could have a tumble with others as long as she choice too and was not required to.
She has always been loyal to the captain and the unit, sharing spoils even when she 'found' a shiny laying about. They were/are her family and she helps family.
Several years back the unit was ambushed and the survivors put in chains, after being marched with no food and little water for 2 days they camped by a stream. The guards all 12 of them pullled her from the rest and while the others had to listen and watch they raped her. Yet she survived and when tossed back and rechained she opened her small hand a revealed a key. Somehow , she would never mention how, she had gotten the key to the chains. The captain and his men freed themselves and exacted harsh revenge.
She was not the same afterwards, she had been able to laugh and joke but was quieter and more apt to kill then she had been. Still she performed all her duties as she had always done so.
The captain died in that mess of a battle that the army claimed they won. Won with the blood of the mercenaries. She knew she would need to ally herself with another male, it was how things worked. So she would see how it played out with the survivors and who would emerge as the next captain.
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