Name: Chol Isidore
Age: 23
Personality:
On the streets of Janan there are three types of people. The fast, the tough, and the invisible because in the crime-ridden slums your are one of those, you belong to someone who is one of those, of you die.
Chol used to belong to one of the tough, but after a "disagreement" with them she now stays alive by being a little fast and a little tough. Being one of the noticed invisible was never an option her her, her noble featured making most assume she was the product of a man of note's visit to one of the many brothels lining the streets, anyone saying this to her face however is likely to find the sharp end of a dagger at their throat.
Chol is headstrong, she gets that from her father, and despite her best efforts an idealist, she gets that from her mother, though both of those are but memories now, memories buried deep inside. Proud is another word that can be used to describe her. The unfortunate combination if traits is the cause of many of the scars that mar her fair skin. The only reason they have not ended in her death is because she knows when to cut and run, pride and stubbornness are not worth being killed over.
History:
The Noble houses of Janan are the perfect place to grow up. Servants to cater to your every whim, food, education, security… the perfect life. Until it all comes crashing down. The houses of Janan are jealous of each other, waging constant feuds and competitions to prove that they are better than the rest. But what happens when your family has everything taken? When their last friend whispers into your father's ear that in the night guards would be coming and that he had been implicated in the treasonous plot, trumped up evidence already believed by the magistrates?
You run.
Telling his family to pack only what they could carry Herman Isidore, his wife and their young daughter fled into the night, arriving at the gates just before daybreak and buying passage to Wayra with a caravan leaving as soon as possible. They did not make it far before fate revealed it was not done with the Isidore family. The cries of "GIANT! GIANT!" echoed through the strung out procession… Chol had ward storied about the gigantic enemies of man, seen plays and puppet shows. They always gave the impression that they were lumbering beasts… slow and dull witted but the beast that appeared on that day was anything but slow.
It crashed into the mass of men, pack animals and carts like a hurled boulder into straw and the last thing Chol saw of her parents was her mother trying to tell her father to run as he tried to pull a man out from under an overturned cart…
The survivors were a sorry sight as they reentered Janan, their story not unheard of in this age… they were left to fend for themselves, Chol was alone dodging the men from rival houses looking for her parents she ended up just another refugee.
Thing were not easy, and she had to do many things she isn't proud of to be able to eat, begging, pick pocketing, finding jobs where she could ranging from a dock hand, to working in inns of ill repute, to burglary, too many to remember them all. It was during a brawl that she met Morgan.
He seemed like a godsend to the young woman, a leader of a gang willing to take in new members. This came with a place to sleep in their hideout, a share of the loot, a small degree of respect from those who feared their gang, and at last a degree of stability even if the status as Morgan's 'woman' made her stomach turn with disgust, nothing was free, right?
Almost immediately however they started bashing heads. Morgan was a thug who believed that beating people senseless was the best way to separate them from their gold, and for the bigger jobs favored a 'no witnesses policy' that leg to more than one argument, but Morgan was leader and enjoyed the support of the other gang members.
Chol always knew when it was better to run and knew the city guard could only stand idle for so long as a such a brutish gang roamed the street and sure enough one night Morgan took it too far and robbed someone the guard would have to care about.
Chol has no love for the noble houses, but robbing one of their houses and there being a witness Chol refused to let them kill... better to take more than her fair share of loot and disappear while the others were still passed out dunk... Morgan still thinks Chol sold them out to the guard but them raiding the hideout the same night was pure coincidence.
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Power: Earth