Personality
Kear is rather rough around the edges. She has something of a brash personality, generally preferring to be blunt and straightforward over tact. However, the woman is also cunning and cautious, and knows when to change how she plays her cards- when to be polite, when to stroke an ego, and how to keep her enemies close. While she isn't quite fearless, she certainly is steadfast, and a rock in troubled times.
Amongst her close friends, she has an easy smile and an easier laugh. She wouldn't hesitate to risk it all for the people that she loves, and is generally proactive in attempting to solve any worries that they might have. Conversely, she has difficulty opening up to them and allowing them to do the same; Kear feels that her burdens are her own, and no one else needs to bear them, while happily taking on others'.
Appearance
Kear is on the taller side for a woman, standing at 5'9". She has a lithe build, which can amount to something of an unassuming appearance. Her eyes a greyish shade of green, and she has long, brown hair that she often wears tied up. When she is being especially discrete, she will go so far as to pin it up into a tight bun, so that it has no chance of getting in her eyes or acting as a grabbing point for any potential enemies. She wears leather for all of her boots, armguards, pants, and vest, as a form of armor that isn't too restricting to move around in, and is quiet. Furthermore, she wears her belt as a sash across her chest, upon the band of which she keeps the sheath to her dagger.
Skills/Profession
Kear never received any formal education, and is decidedly lacking when it comes to book-smarts. However, she more than makes up for this with her street-skills: she can read people extremely well, as well as keep her own in a fight. She is also very quick to learn the lay of the land- of course, her experience in the Grand Market helps for that district; but even in a new building or area of the city, she can quickly construct a mental map of where a passageway should let out, or where a room should lie. Furthermore, she is rather observant, a skill that often comes in handy. Aside from the above mentioned, which is all a great help to her in her life as a thief, Kear also enjoys cooking and making music. Finally, she has also picked up some skill with numbers, again due to how often she has spent time around merchants.
History
Kear was raised by a woman who ran a brothel in the Grand Market. Kear knows this woman is not her birth mother; Kear's birth parents were, to her best guess, likely farmers in the Southern Burrows or merchants living near the border, and likely lost their lives in some skirmish or another. Kear does have a vague memory of being a child, only a few years old, and very upset when she met Marsa, the woman who raised her. Having a business under her belt meant that Marsa often only made sure that Kear had a bed to sleep in and food to eat, but it was enough.
Kear spent much of her childhood being taught the lay of the land by other children who lived nearby. They would fight and bicker and play with equal amounts of force; one young boy even took the time to teach the rest of them their letters. These years were fun, but ultimately forgettable. At some point, Kear and her friends fell into petty theft, stealing apples and pastries to share here and there- and being quite messy about the whole ordeal. It wasn't long until Kear was caught and marched before Marsa.
Upon discovering that it had taken Kear several months to get caught, and that Kear would rarely, if ever, keep all of her spoils to herself, Marsa confessed to Kear that the brothel was more of a front than not; it was an information post for the thieves' guild, of which Marsa herself was a rather important member. From that point, Marsa took Kear more fully under her wing, and instructed her in how to better watch her own back and utilize the guild's resources, as well as contribute towards its causes.
After a decade of growing and proving herself to be invaluable to the guild, Marsa offered Kear another confession- that she wanted to retire, and she wanted her charge to replace her. Only twenty four at the time, Kear was reluctant to take on quite so much responsibility; but she was ultimately convinced to take up the mantle with the promise that Marsa, now as a less active member, and more focused on the brothel, would still be there for her to seek advice if needed. Since then, Kear has assumed Marsa's responsibilities, though this handover is unknown to the rest of the city.
Other
A mask that Kear wears for heists. She also wears a short, brown cloak with a hood while stealing on official business, to protect her identity on the rare instance that she is seen.
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