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Su-mi Park

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Park Su-mi
Biographical information
Home Town

Yew

Date of birth

Unknown

Date of death

Not a day too soon

Physical description
Race

Human

Gender

Female

Height

5'3"

Hair colour

Dark reddish

Eye colour

Dark brown

Affiliation
Guild

The Black Caste (2004 - 2006, 2006) Vesper Trading Company (2006)

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Appearance

The scrawny but delicate form of Su-mi seems barely touching her twenties; her unblemished, porcelain skin and youthful features shape a "cute", girlish prettiness. Though despite her exuberance, the round, Eastern sculpture of Su-mi's face is perpetually scowling or crowned with a sullen, angsty air; not in-keeping with her dainty shell. In fact, Su-mi's quiet nature and large, dark eyes give the young frame an uncomfortable and unsettling aura.


Contrary to popular belief, Park Su-mi does not possess enormous breasts.


History

Discovered in a Yewish warehouse by Dirk Faust and hapless members of the Black Caste, the organisation of thieves and cut throats have not been able to escape the eccentric midget yet. Frequently whizzing about the streets of Trinsic, the taverns of Vesper or the woods of Yew; bringing mischief in torrents, the maniacal pest has preyed on innocent bystanders, guardsmen, fellow Caste members and anything else with a pulse (or otherwise) since adolescence.


Role

If Park Su-mi has a job or purpose, it is not known to many - least of all herself. Frequently in the company of Dirk Faust, it wouldn't be the wildest guess to expect the two to be either feuding with each other or scheming against everyone else whenever publicly in close proximity.


Personality

Off-beat, off-the wall, off-on-a-bender, off-ten in trouble; Park Su-mi is a prodigy in the field of mischief making and a frequent irritation. Irrationally skipping between sullen, moody and depressed and buoyantly in search of someone to bother, one word that CAN be said to sum up the little arlecchino is 'unpredictable.'


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