A quick and speedy Xel Naga, with high hopes and spirits. Her energy is limitless and unfounded.
Penny is as must Xel Naga are: Carefree and easy going. She's very energetic and active, always seen running around the city. She's somewhat of a rogue and is...in all honesty, childish, but is overall a nice person. But, she's also not going to give in without a say so. She's not afraid to fight.
Although she knows its illigal to have weapons, she's not about to go around the streets without one. Underneith the bandages under her gloves is slim, iron spike. It resembles somewhat of an iron pencil. Other than that, she has the clothes on her back, a few silver, and a self-built rag-tag shack in the city's slums. It has a bedroll, a lamp, and a small chest inside, while it has just a small portion outside where she's permitted to build a fire.
She's very lethe and quick. Very skilled at jumping and acrobatics.
Penny's history is simple: She was a streetrat...or streetcat actually. Her mother passed from illness, and her father...disapeared. Noone knows where he went (Into the clerigy...but she doesn't know that). Left on her own since the age of ten, she grew up the child of all the streetborne people. She learned from them the miscilanious skills she could use to take care of herself, as well as make coin. She could knit and sew, cook, build...all the nessesities. She also learned to steal. More of a bad habbit then an occupation, she can't help herself if she lacked the funding to buy food for herself. "Damned if I'm going to starve while street venders around me peddle food." is her motto. She's is often seen runnign the city's rooftops and pipes, as if some sort of crazy person. But this has lead her to find some very handy shortcuts and hiding places.