Sophie, the Magician

"My name is Sophie." you say to the man.

He smiles at you. "So you are."

He looks you over. You have bright, golden hair that falls to your waist and dark blue eyes. Your face has the perfect complexion, and you look to be only nineteen years old, (which you are.) You wear strange looking clothing, a short red shirt that doesn't cover your stomach and brown, leather pants, and you carry a bag across your chest, (which is a c cup) which holds your book of magic.

"I could use a magic user like you."

"What do you mean?"

"There's a certain object that was stolen from me the other day. Would you be interested in helping me retrieve it? I could pay."