Name: Therin (http://"http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=201791")<br/><br/>(http://www.pen-paper.net/images/rpgmags/dra285.jpg)<br/><br/>Therin grew up in the Gnomish District in a large, overpopulated city.  Her parents were poor, but honest, as were many of the other Gnomes living in the Gnomish Ghetto.  While her race had a bad reputation as rogues and thieves in many places, especially the city, the truth was while her people tended to be quiet and secretive, they tended to be honest and law abiding citizens.  (at least the Gnomes Therin grew up around were such...)<br/><br/>This did not help their situation.  It was difficult for her fellow Gnomes to find work because of their reputation, and those craftsmen among her people who wanted to sell goods and services often were ignored or overlooked in favor of human goods and services of inferior quality.  Whenever something was stolen from a human, especially a rich one, if the thief was not obviously not one of her people, it was immediately assumed that a Gnome had been the culprit.  Many of her people had gone to human jails or paid ruinous fines to escape such accusations.<br/><br/>Therin, on the other hand... was the exception to the rule.  Figuring that she would be blamed for her people's reputation anyway, she took to thievery like a duck takes to water.  She had morals about it... she robbed mainly from the Rich humans who put her fellow gnomes through such misery, and never stole from someone who couldn't afford it.  Often, when one of her poorer brethren needed to pay off a ruinous and unfair debt, they would find a mysterious donation just in the nick of time.<br/><br/>Therin kept little of her ill gotten gains herself... although she did make sure to use some of her stolen loot to equip herself properly, to make the risk she took a little less serious.  Therin loves the challenge of a difficult heist... but lately, robbing from the rich scum of her city has begun to pale... it's too easy, and it never seems to solve anything in the long run.  She longs for something more... one day, perhaps, she'll find it.