Thief, Gambler, Criminal, the list goes on.

Rip
Ace, but she'll legit shoot anyone who calls her that. That was a nickname reserved for her late girlfriend.

Female

19

130

5'4

A very dark red that, when in the sun, blazes like a fire.

Medium length, swaps between wavy and curly depending on the day, and is usually braided back out of the way.

n/a

A light, pale gold, with a darker gold ring around the pupil of her left eye.

Half human, half Luzaine

Tanned

More on the lean side, a mix of moving around a lot and a lack of food, but is decently muscled.

A tattoo of a royal flush surrounded by roses on her right arm, her upper shoulder area. Has a small four leaf clover tattooed on the inside of her left ring finger.

When she uses her abilities for anything other than simple illusions, glowing designs and tribal-looking markings appear, faint at first, along her fingers, then begin to trail up her arms.

Covered in various scars, none of which look like they've healed right. Most notably are the lash-looking scars on her back, the cluster of smaller scars on her abdomen, and, on the rare occasion they're visible, the ones circling her ankles, like the skin had been rubbed raw or something in a thin-ish line.

Missing her left little finger. Covers that with an illusion usually.

Invisible to her but glaringly obvious to someone who knows how to look for it are the golden markings along the left side of her ribcage, the script of the old Gods mixed with that of the Legion of Thieves, basically a claim courtesy of the god of Thieves.

Has freckles but covers them with her illusions.

Always wearing a mischievous and knowing look.
Fingers never stop moving. In fact, neither does the rest of her.
Has no tells at all, but uses multiple fake ones, including but not limited to, biting her lip, shifty eyes, a slight head nod, and her nose twitching.
Always watching her surroundings, and companions.

Thrills, having fun, winning, gambling with high stakes. People she calls her friends.

A gambler, though at least she's a good one. Manipulative when she wants to be, mainly when it helps her out. Reckless and uncaring of her own safety, which is an odd paradox.

Weaving illusions, which, when hand in hand with her incredible manipulation skills, makes her a wicked con artist.
Playing poker, and other card games.
Can convince almost anyone of anything.
Seemingly unafraid of anything.
Playing the fiddle.
Her voice is amazing, though nobody knows it.

Gambling
Stealing
Causing any sort of trouble she can
Bonding with and chatting with the birds in any city she goes to
Playing the fiddle

"If you can't beat the odds, change the game."
"Never tell anyone your plans. Show them your results instead."
"When the world hits me, I hit back."
"Do I look like the kind of girl who dies?"

Whatever gods will lend their favor. She's unaware that she's managed to catch the eye of a trickster god, also known as the god of Thieves, but the luck she has when it's desperately needed is appreciated.

She doesn't honestly care, beyond destroying crooked politicians and getting rid of the people that put children on the streets like they did her.

Thief
Gambler
Occasional muscle, if you know she's got the skills

Maybe a dark blue, or dark purple

Drink: Big fan of any soda that turns her mouth blue, when she can get it.
Food: She doesn't get it often, but cocktail shrimp.

Her deck of cards, or the small golden pendant of an ace of spades she wears on a thin gold chain, tucked under her shirt to avoid anyone trying to steal it.

Hand gun

Birds

June 20th

None. Can't read, only knows letters well enough to read her name. Knows numbers a bit better.

Shirts: Black tank tops with thin straps, almost always just a size too small. If it's too cold and she can get ahold of one, a long sleeved black shirt. Sometimes wears a white button up, with the sleeves rolled up and a few buttons undone.
Jacket items: A cropped and sleeveless hoodie basically, though made of a more cloak-like fabric. Has a black leather and cloth trenchcoat as well, for colder weather.

Navy blue shorts, or black pants, both made of materials that are easy to move in. Hidden pockets are sewn into all of her clothes.

Black boots, and can and will fight someone to get them when she needs a new pair. Aesthetic and weapon space.

Her necklace, a thin gold chain with a small gold pendant of an ace of spades. Carries around a small black duffel bag that she lives out of. Occasionally wearing rings she's stolen.