Sonia Teofila Lacroix<br/>Human<br/>Rogue<br/>Age 20<br/>(http://i1223.photobucket.com/albums/dd509/Sinesthesia/If_We_Kissed_by_wickedoubt.jpg)<br/><br/>Sonia grew up learning that she had to work for what she wanted. That she wasn't going to be given anything. Not even food by her parents. She was responsible for herself, no one else. As such, she scrounged a mighty long time before learning she need defend herself. Especially as she grew older and more voluptuous. She knew full well she could also use her body to her advantage but did not. As it was a matter of pride. She wouldn't let anyone touch her, though she was an enormous tease, no one could get their hands on her with how evasive she was. Agile, swift, graceful all the while. When she did age significantly she disowned her family and made off on her own. It was only after whispers of her being of wealth that her parents tried to reclaim her. Which ended in both their deaths. She took pleasure in killing them herself. She wouldn't have it any other way.<br/><br/>The reason for her wealth was from her knew profession. She was a rogue. On no ones side but the one who had the deepest pockets. She was known to work as a spy, a traitor, one who had started several wars by now. Killing a princess and framing the opposite kingdom's king. She of course took advantage of the assignment and pleasured the princess before her death. Making it look even worse for the king in question. Things didn't stop there, oh no. She did much more all across the stretches of the earth. Several small jobs when needed. Pilching here and there. Her favorite missions by far were the ones that involved women. For she could fulfill her hidden desire for their fair touch before finishing up. Which wasn't to say she wasn't attracted to men. She loved men, but she knew none could satisfy her taste.<br/><br/>Her main tools are usually daggers. Small, easy to carry, easy to move. She could carry a broadsword of course, but she preferred her daggers. She dislikes armor as it keeps her from being able to move as she should like. Through the trees, bushes, silently. She works best at night but can do an okay job by daylight. Darkness is to her advantage though. She has been known to have a weakness for animals. Which is to say she dislikes to see them killed or in pain if it is unnecessary. She keeps to fruits, seeds, nuts, and such. She is good at taming animals now and again, though not all will listen to her. She has ended up with scars from several times that she could not control a beast. She of course still refused to kill the animal. There was a one point at which she slaughtered a whole tribe and left the meat to the wild lions of the forest. For they themselves had killed off an entire family of deer as well as a bear that the chief wore for himself.<br/><br/>She was born by the gypsies, as such she took on parts of their lifestyle. Loving to dance, sing, celebrate. She wasn't all work and no play. She loved to dance about the fire with strangers in her midst. Which scared some at first, but they became accustomed to her wild and free heart. Some called her the Raven because of this. Saying she was the Queen of the Ravens in the embodiment of a human. She smiled and adapted the name as it was a compliment. She could be sweet now and again. Rarely, but it did happen. Mostly she was this way to children. Having lost her own childhood, she gave the children of each village all she could in hopes they would live a long life.