Libeccio Ciaossu
Libe a croisé les bras et a vu la fille. Elle s'en foutait si elle pouvait transformer le plomb en or ou en arc-en-ciel de merde, Libe n'allait pas jouer à un jeu stupide, le moindre de tout ce qu'elle n'avait pas demandé. Au moins la fille a confirmé qu'elle était la Comtesse, ce qui n'a servi qu'à faire respecter la croyance de Libe que le seigneur de cette demeure était un déviant. Comme elle écoutait, il y avait un goût sur la langue de Libe. C'était différent de tout ce qu'elle avait auparavant. C'était stupéfiant, et si elle n'était pas déjà pleine, elle l'aurait à nouveau. Libe s'est à peine prise à saliver avant qu'elle ne revienne à la raison et continue à voir la fille. Libe ne se souvient pas être venu dans ce manoir, manger un dîner, ou accepter ce jeu. Tout ce qu'elle voulait, c'était partir. Même si le désert était servi, Libe ne le regardait même pas.
"Je ne sais pas quel genre de drogue vous nous avez mis, mais je refuse de jouer à votre jeu. Je crois que je...
Libe sentit quelque chose saisir sa jambe et immédiatement elle sauta à ses pieds, frappant sa chaise. Cependant, quand elle a regardé en bas, elle n'a rien vu. Elle a juré que quelqu'un l'avait attrapée par la cheville. C'était un sentiment trop familier pour Libe. Elle a vu la comtesse Rivianne avec un piège. "Je ne sais pas si c'est votre interprétation d'une blague, mais la prochaine fois que vous aurez votre serviteur posé une main sur moi, ils ne récupéreront pas leur main." Libe a ajusté son chapeau et a battu son manteau vers l'extérieur alors qu'elle regardait des poignards à leur hôtesse. "J'en ai fini avec ça."
Name:
Libeccio “Libe” Ciaossu
Age:
14
Appearance:

”I’ve seen nightmares.”
Backstory:
Born an orphan, Libeccio was adopted by a street crook with aspirations to become a criminal mastermind. He adopted girls like Libe and raised them to be thieves and seducers in order to get them into important places, either as maids or prostitutes. Libe always had a sharp eyes and quick fingers for important shiny things, and more often than not it was her who would commit robberies and pickpockets rather than just be a decoy or spy. While not the favorite, she was given more attention than the other girls thanks to her actual skills in thievery beyond being a pretty face. That being said, all her time in the shadows did nothing to improve her charisma, and while she could lie through her teeth she wasn’t the most charming girl anyone’s ever met. That would come to bit her in the ass when a burglary went horribly wrong, and unable to talk her way out of it, she had to leave the city due to a massive bounty on her head.
Being young and alone without her adopted family didn’t make things any easier for Libe. She thought she’s seen it all after breaking into many noble homes and seeing the debauchery within, but once she was on the run she came face-to-face with the worst humanity had to offer. Murder, slavery, rape, torture, just to name a few, and all of it Libe always found herself way too close to. After one terrifying encounter in a city aqueducts, Libe’s heart grew cold and wanted nothing more than to escape this terrible world she lived in. But she only knew one way to do that, and it required a lot of money. Fortunately for Libe, money was always something she had a nose for.
Inventory:
Clothing - Libe’s outfit. It’s warm where she’s from, so everyone else feels too cold to her. She wears multiple layers to keep warm the best she can.
Thieve's Ring - A very important tool in Libe’s arsenal. A fashionable bangle contains all the tools she needs to break into a lock. Libe carries two, one around her right wrist and another around her left ankle.
Khukri - An exotic knife that Libe stole. Broad blade for chopping yet light enough for Libe to toy with. Small enough for her to hide but sturdy enough to get the job done.
Spool of Wire - Thin iron wire tightly wrapped around a spool small enough to fit in her pocket. Libe can use wires for a lot of things, from setting up elaborate traps, helping her fish a wallet out, opening a lock, or just tying things together. Requires nimble fingers to work with.
Intro/Sample Post:
Libe has been in Rivianne for the past few days now. She’s been scoping the place out, gathering intel, and planning her heist. The rumors of wealth and power in the mansion sounded too good to be true, and Libe wasn’t going to gamble on rumors. But she was certain that a mansion like the Rivianne’s had wealth and valuables just ripe for the taking. And if it turns out that the rumors are true and Libe somehow gets more money and power than she could carry, all the better.
She didn’t interact with the townsfolk too much, and didn’t even bother sleeping at the inn. She simply snuck into somewhere dry and slept for the night, and during the day she’d continue mapping out the area and getting everything prepared. She had a wagon and a boat located not too far from the mansion she could take once she gets the goods, and she could be out of the village within a day if all goes well. But the biggest problem she’s had so far was finding a way inside. All the windows were fixed glass, there was no chimney that Libe could reach, and she’s scoured the entire countryside but couldn’t find any secret entrances into the mansion. Her best bet was one she didn’t very much like, which was going through the front door. It wouldn’t be hard for Libe to come and try to pretend to be a poor orphan girl looking to become a maid, but in her experience being a maid was one of the worse jobs you can get. Even garbage men had less crap to deal with than maids. But in order to get inside, Libe would have to swallow her pride and play pretend.
Everything was set up. All Libe needed to do was get inside, find the valuables, and she’ll be out before the next dawn. Even if no one answers the door, she could simply break in with her tools and get to work. Before she left Libe went through the village and stole some food and drink in order to give her the stamina she’d need to pull off this job, taking an apple, bread, and a hot piece of meat from the split. She drank mulled wine, and despite her young age she was quite used to the taste of alcohol. It was either that or getting thirsty. Once she had her final supper Libe approached the mansion with a confident, fake smile. She walked up to the door, knocked, and then everything was dark.
Other:
The monster in her appearance image is the creature she saw in the aqueducts, though even now she isn’t sure if it was real or just a hallucination brought from the noxious fumes. It was big, bleeded, and was angry, so she didn’t stay around to investigate.
Despite being a little girl Libe can be surprisingly strong, capable of carrying a 100lbs bag of loot without a hint of difficulty. While heavier stuff will weigh her down, she can still be very agile despite the encumbrance.
Gets cold very easily. Hates the rain. Scared of thunder and dogs. She doesn’t know why she has white hair and red eyes.