Lockalyre

Tiefling / Rogue

Submitted character story

Lockalyre loves long walks on the beach and robbing men blind. Unfortunately, men don’t always appreciate her robbing them, and she’s never got the chance to actually go on a trip to the beach. 

In her spare time Lockalyre hangs around an abandoned graveyard on the outskirts of Tussoa, it's where she calls her home. She's turned an old mausoleum into her own little living space, an old tomb filled with blankets and pillows that she sleeps in, a slightly sagging desk in one corner, history books piled atop it, alongside assorted items such as crowbars, lockpicks, a tube of lip gloss, casually girly pop things. Candles protrude from the walls like mushrooms, stuck on by their own wax. It's cozy and cute and exactly what she needs.

She had never had much fear of the dead, instead finding it fascinating. To the point where she began to… investigate in her spare time. She began to dig up graves, to look at the bones, keep them, cherish them, she brought a few into a weaponsmith and used her (totally not stolen off of some rich ahole) coin to get them made into her daggers and her rapier.

She found a calmness in the dead that was so beautiful, it brought her joy in a lot of ways. But, it also ended up being a decent supplement when she needed some spare change, pillaging the caskets for clothes and jewelry, she sold some bones of the shadier side of the market. She had a fun little business going. Even occasionally, she took jobs.