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Name: Delilah
Age: 15
Birthday: May 7th
Family: Tarro (father; status unknown), Sandy (mother; status unknown)

Delilah was never sure where she was born, where was home, whether it was on land or sea. She was born the daughter of a prostitute and a pirate, a sea rat and a slut, and grew up on deck with the breeze bringing the scent of salt and sea. Tarro, her father, was an experienced thief and sailor before he turned to pirating, and got away with raid after raid after raid: enough so that he eventually became cocky.

One such raid turned sour as the ship in question counterattacked with a vengeance, resulting in the capture of all but Tarro, who jumped overboard. Delilah, along with the rest of the crew, were sold as slaves once they reached Dakan, where such practices were often overlooked by authorities. She was bought by an innkeeper at age ten, but soon was sold back to the dealer for her refusal to do the simplest of commands.

Within the next two years, she went through four owners, until she was finally sold to the fighting pits. Delilah proved herself an impressive fighter, going against those twice her age and coming out victorious. She remained in the ring for three years, suffering many injuries but inflicting even more.

On her fifteenth birthday, however, she ran away, taking as much money as she could steal and an axe. After stowing away on a ship and reaching Kalria, she traveled for a week with no destination in mind and no direction to be found.

And on the seventh day, when she woke up, she remembered nothing.

The Del of the seafaring days is quite different from the Delilah that exists now. Del was an adventurer, a thrill-seeker, a cabin boy that laughed defiantly into the wind as swords clashed behind her: unruly, explosive, but generally happy enough. Delilah is sullen and insolent, critical of everything around her, and would really prefer everyone to just leave her alone. The few words she says are typically insulting in some way, and every glance aggressively challenging. Despite this, she rarely swears, preferring to jab with words rather than hack.

Delilah is short, but lanky for her size, with more muscle and bone than curves. Her skin is tan and scarred from blade and breaks, and her hair is a dirty blonde. She dresses in a variety of clothes-- whatever is cheapest or easiest to steal generally finds its way into her bag-- and often wears a red headband tied across her forehead. Despite her atrocious posture while sitting, Delilah walks with her backs straight and head high. She bites her nails often, enough so that the cuticles bleed and scab.