Pixie Fiddlesticks
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Pixie's a plucky, youthful looking hin with a noodle-like build - or perhaps rubber-band is the better likeness, for the spring in her step and the uncanny ability to bend nearly every which way. She claims to have spent her formative years in a circus, as an acrobat, contortionist, magician's assistant and a range of miscellaneous (likely a lot less glamorous) oddjobs. Rumour has it she was paired up with someone by the name of Trixie in those days - in bitter rivalry if Pixie's occasional rants are anything to go by.
Minus these small tirades, Pixie's of a generally sunny, devil-may-care disposition, though swift to go from overly confident and braggadocious to downright craven. She's easily enthused, but just as easily bored, thus often forgetting important plot facts, but remembering with alarming clarity the oddest details she found captivating. Her most striking characteristic is the utterly smug face she turns up at the world, often coupled with a self-satisfied pop of her collar.
Typically found in the company of her gang, the Nameless Six, or skulking about on her lonesome, Pixie's combat style is that of a rogue and utter scamp. As such she displays the expected amount of backstabbery and slicing of vital tendons - though more unexpectedly stepping in and out of shadow with a gleeful grin. She wields either a viciously sharp shortsword or a small handaxe, though likes her crossbow best of all - because crossbows are 'cool' - and will often use that even mid-air, flung like a cannonball from her very large companion Gormalien's hands.
