Keys

Character Name: Riz or "Keys"
Race: Khajiit
Age: 13
Sex: Female
Orientation/Marital Status: Straight/Single/Prone to unrequited and completely inappropriate crushes

Physical Description

ORIGINAL: The primary trait that define's Keys's appearance is that she is itty bitty, even for her age. Four feet short and severely underfed. Her fur is naturally grey. It's often dyed in different ways, usually subtle. She has a little tufty mohawk. Her claws are kept sharp and she's usually as well-groomed as a homeless cub can manage, even if her clothes are a bit ragged and dirty at times. Recently, she came into possession of a little mismatched set of metal armor which she sometimes tromps around in, probably in an attempt to build some muscle.

PRESENT: Keys is still only four feet short, but she's grown since coming to Vulkwasten. Her arms have wiry little muscels on them and her belly and face have filled out from their previous worrying state. Her mohawk is longer, trimmed down at the sides, and usually held up with beeswax now, and she's kept her stripey dye job for longer than the others. She's normally well-groomed and often wears well-kept leather armor over some well-worn clothes. Her eyes are green, and her whiskers are short.

Flairs: Often wears a key on a necklace tucked into her shirt. It's not the same key every time. She has three steel bands inlaid with a stripe of pyrite in each ear. They jingle when she flicks her ears just so.

Personality

Likes:
-Storytellers/bards/performers
-Fighting
-Anything cute
-Other khajit
-Stealing
-Sweetrolls/food in general
-Elves

Dislikes:
-Condescention
-Cold weather
-The concept of money, but she's not really educated enough to articulate why

Strengths:
-Sneaky
-Tenacious
-Adorable
-Not really a lot else; she's a weakling

Weaknesses:
-Stubborn
-Rebellious
-Adrenaline-seeking behaviors
-Struggles with wanting to keep stealing
-Skewed moral compass
-Her loyalty and ambition get her in massive trouble at times

She's friendly and generally falls in platonically-in-love with people fast and hard. It doesn't take much for her to consider you family.

Background

Born of a whore and gods know which client, Riz grew up quickly on the streets of Anvil. Rejecting her mother's profession, she convinced her older brothers to teach her how to steal. Some of the boys took honest work, but most were thieves and worked as a cohesive unit to get what they needed. Their heists mostly involved food. Other gangs would borrow a kid or two if they needed distractions once in a blue moon, giving them enough gold for a few luxuries here and there. Once they bought a bunch of crates and made a fort just outside the town, which lasted a month or so before some skeevers took residence there. A local orphanage wanted to take the cubs in, but they liked their lifestyle and frequently changed hideouts to keep the guards and matron from finding them.

Keys earned her nickname one night when she stole every loose key in both taverns, but forgot to keep track of which door any of them open. Her cute, fluffy, innocent looks made it easy at first. Soon, however, she grew a little gangly and the fluff didn't hide her emaciated frame so much. It was harder for folk to forgive a street urchin who was old enough to know better. She spent a night or three behind bars from time to time. Not wanting her younger siblings to follow in her pawprints, she decided to leave the city on her own and seek her fortune.

Ever since coming to Vulkwasten, she's joined the now-defunct Magpies, the Fighter's Guild, faced a Daedric siege, helped the clinic's healers out regularly, started and then sworn off of ruin-raiding, and started dealing with crushes on top of all that. Her goal is to buy a house for her siblings, but she frequently lets the town's drama get in the way of her pursuit.