Legends of Belariath
Dani Quik
Dani Quik is a young 18 years old, lean, human female, a tomboy, 4'-10", 90lbs.. Short blonde self cut hair, barefoot, and in a well worn too loose pair of pants reaching just below her knees and a tunic that opens fully down the front both looking as though of burlap held up and together by a rope. A knife held in her makeshift belt, with a boy’s floppy hat to top it off. Usually with no small degree of dirt upon her as well.
Current Equipment: Knife=1 Armor=1
Sassy and quick, confident and cocky, the streets of larger towns have been her home. A thief by necessity, a scavenger really, Dani however dreams of bigger things. Sex to date is unknown to her, Dani always running when pressed in the past scared from not understanding it. From habits learned on the streets she will rarely set anything down fearing its theft. For her food is a great concern even when plentiful from her years of near starvation.
Like with most of her upbringing, she will tend to hoard food and even the most worthless of possession’s, even money to her is greatly sought after even though she has never even spent a single copper, her only knowing that she is supposed to want it. While on the streets in Vashte` she was given the nickname of “The Quick”, her believing it due to her speed, yet never stopping the rumor that it was from “would cut you with her knife to the quick”. In truth was for her quick opening mouth, and her even quicker way of finding trouble. Her only true battle and killing to date was a rather small rat nibbling on some of her stolen food.
Dani Quik has lived all of her life in Vashte`, one of the larger cities on the third continent roughly 7 days journey south from the Lonely Inn. An orphan or abandoned as long as she can remember, one of the hazards of weak family units in larger cities during these barbaric times, cannot remember her youngest of years Dani not even really knowing her own age. Her memories of life however are all too common unfortunately.
From roughly 5-11 years old she lived and slaved in the “work houses” of Vashte`. Places where children were used as mindless forced labor not frowned upon on Belariath for what was usually dangerous and tedious work refused by adults. Her reward for her efforts there was essentially a room to sleep in with 70 other children and a miniscule meal of some soup and rice sometimes bread once a day. It was there that she quickly learned that “asking” for more yielded you less, and possibly a stout slap as well.
Sold off as they often were from house to house, she eventually reached her 12th year, and her last sale took her to new degradations. Bought with a group of older girls to be trained as concubines and common whores for the truly depraved. Even before her training began she was cast out onto the streets, her new “guardians” viewing her wilder ways as a potential problem. As one would expect, fortunate in reality, she began living the live of one of the streets.
Begging, the occasional petty theft and sleeping where she could simply for her life as it was. Eventually she found her way into one of the gangs of street urchins that roamed wild in the city. Still essentially a loner she at least found this life more free, her only concerns those of finding a meal, what ally to sleep in that night, getting caught by the soldiers of the realm for her petty crimes and the occasional scrap that broke out among gang members.
Unfortunately, as the members of the gang came and went, began to grow up and the like for her the world changed. Members began learning of sex, where as others tended to graduate into more violent crimes. Pressed by some of the older boys to help with their armed robberies, extortion, and what would she was sure lead to be murder, and their ever increasing innuendoes of sex to be either given or taken she was forced into a choice. Either give in, or leave Vashte` forever, her return surly spelling her affirmation of their wishes or her doom.
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