Alice

## Appearance

**Hair:** Black & long; messy

**Skin:** Pale

**Eye:** Pale Blue

**Height:** 4’10”

**Weight:** 70lbs

**Body Type:** Thin, malnourished

**Noticeable Features:** Other than her size, nothing of note.

## Personality

Alice is an odd little individual. Very mischievous, easily distracted, and despite the way she lives, she seems to be rather light-hearted and happy, friendly to most and will help others in similar situations. It’s rare she’ll take anything or anyone seriously. Someone caught her hand in their pocket? Kick them in the shin and run away. There is always next time. Maybe it’s because this is all she knows, maybe there is just something wrong in the girl’s head, or maybe it’s to hide how she really feels; who knows. Alice is also known to tell incredulous and pointless stories. Whether it be about the kraken she swears she saw swallow a ship whole, right at the docks! Or just what kind of soup that weird guy in the tavern was eating. She always has something to say. She also seems to be attracted to things. Though she does steal money and food out of need, Alice seems to enjoy collecting anything she deems valuable or pretty. Whether it’s a diamond or just a shiny piece of coloured glass. Granting her the nickname Magpie by a few locals.

## Abilities & Proficiencies

#### Magic:

Alice has always been adept to magic. Although she’s never had formal training, just from tinkering with things on her own, she’s become proficient in a couple of types. Chlorokinesis, not quite mastered but very skilled, as she mostly just uses it to create pretty flowers and shrubbery around the area she lives. The second is Telekinesis. Which is mid-level, because she doesn’t know how to properly control it nor really understands it, it often ends up with her accidentally throwing something in a random direction.

#### Other:

* Alice is a very talented thief. A small girl, she is able to tuck and hide when needed. She’s quick and stealthy. Being she has been on the streets for the majority of her life, she has become a very proficient pickpocket and lockpick.
* Very street smart, knowing all the nooks and crannies of the city, it has helped with her talent for information gathering. Although she can’t really read well, if at all, and can really only copy writing without understanding what it says, it really just means there will be no paper trail with her.
* She’s got an uncanny knack for just talking. Most of the time it’s an incredulous story but she makes for a great distraction, talking non-stop so the person can’t get a word in. It also sometimes allows her to get out of a sticky situation if she’s unable to run and hide, due to sheer confusion or annoyance.

## History

Alice really never knew much of her history or her family. Or anything, really. Her mother, a common street whore. And her father, just a random client who had knocked her mother up. Her mother was killed by god knows who. Angry client, just a randomer; maybe even someone of importance who wanted to cover up they slept with a street whore? She didn’t know and the rest didn’t care. Leaving a very young Alice to fend for herself on the streets of Steamhaven.

It was rough, in the beginning. It still is some days. She didn’t like the orphanage, often escaping to the streets, and eventually staying on the streets. First, it was a refusal to steal. She didn’t want to be like the rest. No, she was better than that. At least that’s what she told herself at first. Attempts to leave, “start a better life” she said. But in the end, she ended up just like all the others in her situation. Nearly starving, it started with a fallen apple off a stall. Then an apple on the stall. Then shillings, breaking into homes and businesses. You name it. After the countless beatings, threats, all around failings, she got better over time. Her small stature allowed her to crawl into tiny spaces most couldn’t get to. Her tiny hands fit perfectly into pockets. She could even use larger people as a means of hiding if there weren’t any viable hiding places, as she was so small.

Her skills grew, even still being young as she is, she became very good at what she does. Using her skills as a thief and street smarts to be the eyes and ears of what was going on in the port town. Selling any possible important information to the “highest bidder” which could be someone offering her a sandwich over a piece of fruit or offering a pretty stone over a button. Whether it be to pirates, citizens, politicians, privateers, no one was off limits, so far. Still, somehow she remained on the street, she clearly didn’t understand the value of the information she could give. However, Alice has a small little hole she calls home. An old abandoned building. At the back of the building, in the alley, is a hole in the brick wall. Just big enough for Alice to fit through. Maybe leading to a supply closet or something of the likes as it’s not very large. If one were to find it and look within, they would see a hoard of trinkets, most of it not valuable, along with a makeshift bed. This is her life; not one of wealth and glamour but the one she knows.