 Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2014 12:58 pm
 NAME Ophelia Wren
AGE Twenty
GENDER Female
HAIR COLOR Strawberry Blonde
EYE COLOR Rosey Brown
HEIGHT 5' 4"
RELATIONSHIP STATUS Single
SEXUAL ORIENTATION Bisexual
FAMILY STATUS
OCCUPATION Prostitute
RESIDENCE Palisade
GUARDIAN n/a
PERSONALITY
A saucy minx with sticky fingers, Ophelia would rob a cripple for a single extra coin in her pocket. She has a way with words, weaving tall tales with a curve of her lips, and she knows the right way to move her body to get what she wants. The acute ability to predict human behavior enables and aids Ophelia and her manipulative ways, using knowledge garnered as leverage where sexuality fails. An angelic face masks a cunning mind, though she's rarely intentionally malicious. It's difficult to pry a serious answer from the woman, as she's all smiles and mystery, but the right company or price might secure what's being sought. The epitome of "sugar and spice", Ophelia's motives are often difficult to determine, her price even harder to predict, as it widely various; money, luxuries, companionship, secrets. She does not form attachments frequently or easily, and those in her life have often wondered if the young woman feels anything at all...
BIO
Contrary to popular belief, Ophelia was not abused or abandoned as a child. Her parents did not perish tragically, leaving her penniless, nor did a close relative lure her off for an hour of humiliation and a lifetime of trauma. She was raised quietly, normally, in a warm home, by parents who adored her. But despite the normalcy and simplicity of childhood, something about the child had always seemed...off. She wasn't known to play nice with others, and nearly from the moment she could speak, the small girl begun playing her parents and acquaintances into her hands.
She showed little interest in boys as she grew, only in what they could give her, and on occasion, even expressed an interest in other women, but it was speculated that this to was a case of using whomever she could, in order to get what she wanted. More often than not, it wasn't the possessions they handed her she truly wanted, merely to know she could take such things.
Her parents were not surprised when Ophelia left home to carve out a life for herself, nor where they particularly shocked she chose prostitution. It was not a life forced upon her, but one she freely considered and selected. Still, they've since been far to ashamed to speak to their daughter, though if it ever bothered Ophelia, she never showed it. She did not dream of a loving husband and home full of children, nor did she desire an actual job...Rather, where other women her age struggled and suffocated under the oppression of society, Ophelia was free to decide for herself...Free enough, anyway. People stare and whisper, but she can't be bothered to care.
Currently, Ophelia resides in a brothel in Palisade, catering primarily to men with heavy pockets, but she'll take anyone who might intrigue her.
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