King

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"A lion doesn't need to tell you it's a lion."
King was born a bastard, and remains one. She is the product of a dalliance of curiosity between a human man and an Unseelie woman; she has never known the former and only briefly knew the latter.

She speaks very little of her childhood, and will not bring up the subject of her own volition. Her mark on the world was so light before the age of twelve that it is impossible to find anyone who knew her before. The first person who met a scruffy, illiterate, lanky child calling herself King was the dockmaster of Vrey, who was the first human to shoo her away into the streets with the eternal question on her lips; where is the man I am named after? A child given to the world of men alone is rarely one who remains a child much longer. After a stint of homelessness and theft, she was imprisoned periodically for various petty crimes, which she never begrudged; jail meant the rain stayed off her back and the gruel was semi-regular. She was taught to read by a guardsman who took pity on her, in the hopes that it would allow her to find better for herself than stealing stale bread.

Reading proved to be her making. She stole several alchemical books upon her release, and left the city in search of the forest she knew better. Between that moment and today, she has built up a sizable network of interests, spanning from the Vianden criminal underworld to the legitimate traders in Callela and Mvaserine. If one needs a reagent, or something to draw out the evening into a pleasurable sprawl into the mind's euphoric capacities, King is the name that comes as recommendation. It does, however, come with a warning; she is not known to suffer fools, and there are numerous stories of the example she makes of those who interrupt her flow of money, avoid payment or are generally lippy.

King does not have any particularly distinguishing marks that would suggest she is anything other than human. It is likely that anyone who doesn't hail from Callela or spend a great deal of time with the Fae would pick up on any characteristics implying such heritage. She does not evidence any use of magic, she does not pay homage to her homeland and she is not kind to others who share it. She has a broad soft spot for children, and has been known to defend them from danger even if she doesn't know them. Such moments of honourable heroism do appear elsewhere in her life, though the circumstances never seem to be the same, and she seems perfectly adept at shifting between the villain and the knight without the need to justify herself.

She is normally found around Vianden, and currently lives in a vardo with a motley group she rescued from a bandit ambush. She frequents the forests surrounding it, and does own property within the city. She doesn't seem to have a sense of permanence and will rest where her preference takes her.