you're always different

 

Name: k2
Other Characters: Coupe, Casimir, Isaac, Ottoline (Side)



Name: Jenin Vanité Triamour
Race: Human (Elfblooded)
Nationality: Orlesian
Mage?: Nope
Age: ~30
Affiliation: Technically, the Mantillons. Practically, whoever's paying.
Occupation: Bard
Goal: Voicetesting, I like her face.

About:

Jenin wasn't born Jenin. 

The daughter of an elven servant to the Valmont family, she survived the slaughter of their staff by virtue of her species. When a Mantillon knife came to tie up loose ends, it was a little easier to make a human child disappear. Hey, free kid.

A new name and new life followed. Raised as something between daughter and protege, Jenin spent her formative years tailing after a self-proclaimed troubadour — learning to lie, steal, and shoot along the way. When her mentor was seemingly poisoned by a rival, she hopped the fence to join their troupe.

Having played towns and villages long enough to jam her foot in the door of some advantageous salons, Jenin's spent the last decade or so trading in information, and the occasional murder. It's been less of a rarity these past few years: Desperate times, and all.

Self-reflection isn't her strong suit (she'd rather wear the pieces of people that she likes). Neither are punctuality, poisons, or personas that take her out of the comfort zone. Which is a problem, when you're definitely beginning to age out of the whole ingenue shtick. But what she lacks in imagination, Jenin makes up for in a keen eye for what makes other people interesting. Good artists invent, great artists steal, etc. 

Jenin loves intensely, and feels genuinely. She also turns on a dime. People interest her, and she can find a reason to care for nearly anyone. She just doesn't see that as at odds with, say, selling their secrets or dumping their body in a river. Empathy is a hobby, on Monday morning you still get up and go to work.