Name: Elizabeta Dunwich
Description: Elizabeta is dressed in the garb of a stereotypical chimney sweep: a ratty old coat covered with stitched up pockets, a moth-eaten scarf, gardener's gloves three sizes too large for her hands, worn old trousers so thin that she may as well have been wearing nothing at all, black Wellington boots that come up to her knees, and a tall fuzzy hat that has a habit of falling down over her eyes. Her hair seems to be reddish, though it's so filthy with soot that it may as well be black. With a good washing it might be rather pretty, though it's obvious she hasn't had the luxury of clean water. The same goes for her face; full lips, an adorable little nose, and wide blue eyes are all hidden under a layer of ashes, the brim of her hat, or dusty hair. Her height, minus the absurdly large hat, is only about four foot ten, which leads others to treat her as though she were younger than she actually is. Bit of a sore spot for her.
Personality: Elizabeta doesn't talk much, but when she speak it tends to be so muddled with slang or vulgarities that making any sense of the girl takes some getting used to. Otherwise she's surprisingly kind, though quick to point fingers or be suspicious of others. A kind sort of person that hasn't let the streets harden her spirit.
History: Her mother died in childbirth and, as is usually the case in such pitiful stories, her father eventually used Elizabeta as a convenient scapegoat upon which to vent his grief. While he wallowed in misery and beer, she was forced to earn them both enough money to live by. She became the master of the Odd Job: from sweeping floors and chimneys to stocking vendor carts and taking out garbage, the girl did it all. Regretfully, most of the money was used to keep her father from falling into a state of sobriety, leaving her with a meager education from spying on classrooms. It was a grueling and uneventful life, improved only by a tragedy.
She came home one evening to find her father dead, finally taken in by his own vices. Elizabeta was surprised that she felt nothing but joy, particularly once she managed to find his own savings. Taking what she could from the dilapidated hovel, the girl set off on her own through the green countryside in search of a better place.