Thryn, Female, Elf

To most people Thryn was a despicable thief, but she never stole from people who couldn’t afford it or didn’t have it coming. And someone who most definitely had it coming was the evil wizard Yanz.

Aside from the numerous magical artifacts and untold riches rumoured to be held within his dread tower, it wasn’t everyday you had the chance to steal a princess or four. As an elf who had lived almost all her life in human cities among other the races the ideals of the old kingdom were close to her heart, the world was far too small to live divisively. To strike a blow against its terrible destroyer and get filthy rich in the process was an opportunity she just couldn’t pass up.

Short even by elven standards with a slender, athletic physique Thryn was pretty much made for sneaking. Shoulder length fiery orange and red hair tucked back over the long pointed ears that graced all her kind and held in a messy ponytail. Deep blue eyes that appeared almost black lent an air of danger to an otherwise cute and youthful face that found cheeky grinning and laughter all too easy.

Dressed in close fitting clothes of high quality cloth and leather that perfectly emphasised her petite, perky tits and taut little butt, their subdued browns and greys aiding her natural stealth skills. Possessing no magic of her own she wielded two curved short swords enchanted with arcane magic that amplified the **** of her strikes. While she was highly skilled anyway these made her a **** to be reckoned with, and having two broad bladed daggers and numerous thief tools, tricks and traps as back up certainly didn’t hurt matters.