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Name: Vicki
Age: 31
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Weight: 97.5 lbs
Height: 5'2"
Skills: Escaping
Likes: Making love matches, food, paintings, trees, the cloak her sister made, and other things as she decides to like them.
Dislikes: Mud, marsh water, stalkers, fainting, being sick, falling, fighting, loud obnoxious noises, etc.
Weapons: Vicki always carries a small dagger around with her, but only for self defense.
Pets: None.
Occupation: Vicki has no occupation. She gets in too much trouble to stay in one area long enough to have any sort of job.
Residence: None
Abilities: Healing others, however, she cannot heal herself.
Appearance: Strawberry blonde, curly hair to her waist, vivid green eyes, and pointy ears are her main features, along with a slightly pouting mouth. She does, however, cover her ears with specialized molds to make her look human when the time is needed. She is almost always wearing the cloak her sister made. It is dark green and very special to her. She is slim, but definitely has curves, making her very attractive to very... 'unattractive' men. She likes to wear tight clothing that allows her a full range of motion.
Personality: Vicki can be stubborn. She always wants her way, no matter what she has to do to get it. However, when necessary, she does know how to hold back what she wants. She gets lonely easily, and commonly seeks the company of trustworthy men. She's a flirt. When she sees a couple getting into a fight, she interrupts and convinces them they do love one another. She loves, loves, LOVES playing matchmaker with other people, but always finds her own relationships lacking in one way or another. She always has hope that she will find someone for her though. In all, she's very happy-go-lucky, but does have her serious moments.
Bio: Vicki grew up in a very poor family and had to steal what she ate. She grew up learning that money was next to nothing, however, as long as you had friends. When she was ten, things got bad. Her sister had just finished making a cloak for her out of stolen thread. It was Vicki's birthday. That night, just before Vicki fell asleep, she heard voices. They were male voices, unfamiliar to her. They were in the shack she called home. She got up quietly and made her bed and hid underneath it, hoping they would open the door and see she wasn't there and give up. They did just that, but found her mother and sister, the only family she had. They accused the two women of witchcraft and theft, and hauled them out of their houses. Vicki only stayed in town long enough to see them tried and hung before leaving town and fending for herself. She met several people along the way, although never stayed long with anyone, for fear that they would get in trouble just for being with her. She avoided the law as much as she could in her younger years, then learned in her 20's that she had nothing to fear from it. She appears fully grown to humans, but in truth, she is only beginning her life. She has many adventures to expect ahead of her, and many friends... and enemies.