-Alysse.
Falkreath était un endroit sombre, le ciel gris qui menaçait la pluie et les tombes imminentes des tombés dont la cale et la capitale étaient nommées. C'était un endroit triste, et Alysse Lathronein l'adorait. Alors qu'elle s'appuyait sur le comptoir de Grave Concoctions attendant les clients et regardant le propriétaire, Zaria, mélanger un lot de potion de guérison. C'était toujours un vendeur rapide et ils ne semblaient jamais en avoir assez. Surtout avec la guerre, mais les Impériaux et leurs impôts prenaient la pièce aussi vite que la guerre l'avait apportée. Une malédiction et une bénédiction. Mais encore une fois, Alysse mussé, la guerre fut une bénédiction pour son second métier.
Dans le sens du défi et du danger. Un léger sourire lui grattait les lèvres alors qu'elle donnait un léger chanfrein. Zaria la connaissait assez bien pour ne pas demander. Elle n'aurait qu'une tête rasée et un sourire. Ses doigts flippaient en tapant sur le comptoir, avant d'enfiler un panier. "Je vais aux stands, Zaria. Vous garderez un œil sur la boutique?" Le Redguard a ri avec une réplique au fait qu'elle avait assez bien géré le magasin avant que le Nord n'ait rejoint son aide. Avec un manteau sur ses robes, elle a tiré le capot sur le lapin corbeau qu'elle avait cloué dans ses cheveux.
S'élancer dans les rues avec un joyeux passage à son pas. Les marchés se profilaient devant et ses yeux brun-ambre glissaient de glissade. Elle était là pour faire des courses, c'est vrai. Mais son premier amour se cachait dans les nombreuses poches secrètes des robes, et ses doigts rapides. Tandis qu'un citadin marchait, luttant sous une grande charge de bois, elle passait fermée, sa main s'entassant dans l'ombre. Alors que l'homme s'en allait, la bourse d'Alysse était plus lourde avec une petite clé en laiton. C'était une voleuse, et elle a apprécié. Peut-être qu'elle l'a trop apprécié.
Full Name
Alysse Lathronien
Age
24
Gender
Female
Race
Nord
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Appearance



Of average height with pale skin from Skyrim's snowy atmosphere. With amber-brown eyes, she has a arrow straight nose that she is wickedly proud of. A dainty mouth and chin speaking of aristocracy. With hair that matches a raven wing, she generally wears a hood and robes when not on duty, and armor of light leather when on. Though the style and type depend upon what she wishes for that particular day. She also wears a amulet matching her house.
Occupation
Upfront Mage, Undercover Theif
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Personality
Sly, cunning, and very bored. Alysse enjoys excitement and adventure, something she's worked into her life. She will often give charity to the homeless beggars and orphans. Often buying drinks, while picking the pockets of the drunk patrons behind their backs. Alysse never does something for one reason, unless there is a good reason for it. She has little trust towards Imperials and Altmer, and not due to the war but rather taxes. For all her giving nature, she's a skint flint.
Background
Born to a pair of traveling traders, Alysse's parents were very successful often moving in the high circles of nobility with their wares. However, Alysse was not content with a life of travel and routine dances with each trade. After begging her mother after her father was killed in a bandit raid, Alysse was allowed to study mage craft. Already a adept thief from time spent bored, she kept up her practice on the mages while she studied. After several years she left and fled moved to Skyrim and Falkreath. Now she spends her time running a small apothecary with the local herbalist, and working her magic for the local populace. At night she runs about the town causing a bit of mischief and taking a trinket or two for her own amusement.
Positive Traits
One:
She is very good at Sneaking. Being able to slip through the shadows of forest or a busy street unnoticed. It comes from slipping away from her mother and Mage teachers.
Two:
She's also very good at Conjuring to call up bow, sword or daggers. Never trusting a weapon to be in easy reach since her father's death. She was the top Apprentice in it.
Three:
The last skill she enjoys is lock picking. It's a art she enjoys and perfected. Often sneaking a extra coin from her mother's lock box to get a sweet roll. 
Negative Traits
One:
Alysse has a habit of having to steal the extremely rare and valuable. Anything she wants, she'll go after it till she has it.
Two:
She is terrified of chaurus. To the point she freezes up, her magic failing her.
Three:
She also has a weakness for books. Enjoying collecting them to read and stash away for later.
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Affiliates
 Her mother Kethryveris Lathronein lives, running caravans across Tamriel. She dislikes her daughter's choice of work and would rather have her studying or with the caravan. For all her happy-go-lucky attitude, she has few friends outside of the Thieve's Guild, and most there are nothing but acquaintances.
Character Theme
Philosophy by Mercedes Lackey