Choosing to go by the name of Charcoal in this place for rather obvious reasons, this small, dark skinned female is superficially similar to a halfling.  Making no effort to dispel this illusion and indeed quite happy for it to persist, Charcoal seems to rather spend most of her life wrapped in shadows and lies.  Even in broad daylight she seems forever shrouded, as though any nearby shadows sought to consume her.  She is, predictably, a master of stealth, calling those ever-present shadows to aid her in vanishing right before people’s eyes, emerging from them only when she wishes to be seen - and usually right behind her chosen target.

She uses her abilities seemingly mainly for her own amusement, often whispering taunts, rumours and half truths from the shadows to frighten the meek and tease the bold.  Her voice changes at her command, sometimes a gravelly whisper, sometimes a falsely cheerful giggle and almost anything in between.  It can come too from anywhere, thrown easily across space to miss-lead and confuse, aiding her in whatever objective she may have.

Also at her disposal are a wide range of potions, tonics, drugs and poisons, from lethal toxins to disabling drugs or lust inducing poisons coating her weapons or dropped into a drink.  She has clearly studied these tools well and uses them for her own ends when she sees fit.

Charcoal seems on the surface to be a fairly typical rogue, often professing an interest in treasure and loot, occasionally even robbing travellers or forcing people to help her acquire more material wealth.  She has even been known to go so far as to kidnap people and sell them as slaves, though, perhaps in doing so gives away more of her true purpose than she might intend.

It is difficult to pin down what she truly is and what her goals may be.  Spend enough time with her and some things may become clear.  She is not here entirely for her own entertainment or profit.  She has been sent by one she may refer to simply as 'Mistress' - though its clear she is no slave.  At times she changes completely, almost as though possessed, from her usually glinting red eyes taking on the hint of flames, to her voice shifting into a strange, cold hiss that seems beyond even her usual range and very rarely so far as for her typical shadowy shape to desert her in favour of a faint halo of heat and the glow of fire.

Though she may work for some outside force she is clearly permitted by it to do things her own way and apparently shares some of the goals and pleasures that entity holds.  Though it is unlikely she will make herself or her influence too publicly known, she takes great delight in manipulating other women, both directly and indirectly.  The more she can humiliate and torment her chosen victim the better, and if she can take someone off their perch and knock them down low in the process then that's just perfect.  As far as Charcoal is concerned, pride commeth before a fall, and there are far too many supposedly strong, powerful and frankly egotistical women around who need to learn humility at the feet of their betters - preferably hers.


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