Name: Viktoriya Petrova
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Class: Rogue – Arcane trickster
Occupation: Thief
Known relatives: Anastasiya Petrova, Dima Petrova
Personality: Arrogant, sly, overconfident
Last known location: The grand bazaar
Appearance: Light blonde hair – waist length, plaited ponytail. Sunkissed tan, basically the same tone of the coffee that no one drinks. Earthen green eyes. Several piercings and rings around the helix of her left ear. Lanky/agile frame, appears underweight at a first glance. Clothing – Aged navy blue cloak over a set of leather armour, covers the shoulder, neck, and torso, but not the arms.
Known backstory: The youngest of the Petrova sisters, Viktoriya lived a relatively peaceful life with her family, which only consisted of her sister, Anastasiya, and her father, Dima. Viktoriya appeared to be the binary opposite of Anastasiya, making up in wits and agility where she lacked in strength. Whilst ‘Annie’ thrived to improve her physical prowess, Viktoriya stacked piles upon piles of read, often stolen, books in her room, her sister oblivious to how she acquired them in the first place.
Viktoriya’s passion for the unseen sparked when she came across a copy of the tome of Mystra, the hidden one. The young human spent endless hours reciting and memorising the odd hundreds of passages, hoping that one day she would be blessed by the hidden one. Until that day, Viktoriya insisted that she kept to the shadows to achieve her wishes of invisibility, even going so far as to miss her father’s funeral to seek knowledge and experience as a rogue.
Her sister returned from the funeral that night, resuming her usual watch over the district of her home. The distant sounds of struggling and a familiar voice led her to the outskirts of the district, where Viktoriya stood, dagger in hand, and an arm around an orphan’s neck. A sack of stolen smithing goods, books and weaponry rested on her shoulder, and several guards surrounded the red-handed rogue. Anastasiya approached, her shield and hammer lowered in an attempt to comfort her younger sibling, however this wasn’t enough to save the young orphan, or the sisterly bond that had developed over the past 9 years. Viktoriya slashed the child’s throat wide open, using the horrific sight as a distraction to flee from her pursuers and vanish from Anastasiya’s life, seemingly forever.
The tome of Mystra has never left Viktoriya’s person, and if the passages are accurate, her pilgrimage to the glittering oasis won’t be in vain.