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Might introduce my second character here...

Name:Manja

Gender: Female

Race: Nord

Class: Thief

Weapons: Ebony dagger and Iron Bow

Armour: (Don't know it's name but Aela the Huntress wears it...)

Backstory: Manja grew up on the streets of Riften, though her life was hard, she always tried to keep an up beat attitude. When she reached her late teens she had set her mind on joining the thieves guild, the way she saw it, the thieves guild paid well and gave her good connections. However, many of her friends dissagreed with her and eventually it came down to a choice, her friends or the thieves guild. As a result she lost a number of friends by joining but this didn't bother her, in her eyes they were stupid and would probably end up dead or in prison. Manja's upbeat, positive attitude was incompatible with the thieves guild as she quickly learned and over time she become colder and more bitter, just like her colleagues.

Manja can now see what her friends were talking about, she wants out.

But no one leaves the thieves guild easily...

Wind within 707 wrote: He then heard a voice in his head saying "Beleive ,Cleingle, and most importantly, hope." He then got back up and headed into the Ratway tunnels. Manja sat in the rat way, today was her "day off..."

''Day off... they don't need me, so I don't get paid.''

She chose to live in the squaller of the rat races, it didn't bother her after living on the streets but her neighbours terrified her, more so than she let on.

"This skin? it was so soft...

My face? not so soft...

Peeled Khajit's face off...

It's softer now..."

Manja shuddered and stood up, she looked around and saw several skooma addled Khajit, curled up, shivering.

"I need to get out of here..." She muttered.

She made her way down a corridor, when she heard the echos of pounding feet...

Footsteps?

No one runs in the ratways, it attracts attention from the residents and that is not a good thing. She chased after them, her feet not sounding as heavy.

She noticed that a wood elf ran past her, he hadn't noticed her.

What was he running from?

He didn't look like he was running away from something or someone... more like he was in a hurry.

Manja decided to follow him, keeping to the shadows.