Name :: Quillan Ana Bellari

Called :: Quill, Ana, occasionally "Bella". Pretty much never Quillan!

Where she lives :: Mid-city, in a flat near the livestock markets ( which must exist. come on! ). She moved in with the intention of being close to her 'wares'.

Age//Date Of Birth :: 23//15th of August

Place Of Birth :: Some small town in Tyra. She barely remembers it because she ran awayyyy for the capital when she was ten.

Status :: Commoner, neither rich nor poor. She lives comfortably, and has enough throw-around cash to finance her wardrobe, which can only really be labelled "extensive".

Magic :: Tiny bit of Wild Magic with horses! She can't talk to them, but she can understand strong ideas they have, such as "want food... want carrots!" or "sore leg", and she gets a good read on their emotions, as it were, and pretty much has something of an understanding with them. She's not even aware she has it because the mage who tested her and her siblings as children never saw it, and she's yet to run into another person with Wild Magic. Doesn't really have much of an opinion on the Gift, beyond minor admiration for Gifted folk, because she figures it's got to make significantly life easier for them.

Occupation :: Buys, sells, and often steals horses! (who's surprised? ) She started out small, stealing one at a time by either luring them away or outright grabbing reins and running, and then selling them forward to make a tiny profit to live off. Then she realised that she could do so much more and started legitimately buying horses. Now she has something of a small business, with stolen livestock interspersed amongst the legitimately purchased.

People :: Cara and Nico are her parents! Or were, considering that she's not even sure if they're alive, and doesn't really pay it much mind. So there's that. She also grew up with a bunch of rambunctious siblings ( an older sister named Eleira and two brothers, one older and one younger, Alex and Robert ) so she was already accustomed to tussling with other kids to come out on top. She doesn't much do personal attachment; she's had lovers, but she tends to keep them at arms-length and when they start to get too close or too attached she breaks it off. It's not that she doesn't want to fall into a relationship, she's just never found the right person.

Appearance ::
hair: short and dark, almost black but not quite; it's that kind of black that when you look at it in direct sunlight, you realise it's this impossibly deep and rich sort of brown that looks black when there's not much light. It's incredibly fine and whispy, and she finds it intensely impractical to wear long, so she cuts it herself fairly regularly and slicks it back, occasionally using a little pomade to keep it out her eyes.

eyes:
large and deepset under dark, strong eyebrows, a startlingly clear grey in colour. There's often a measure of something shrewd and calculating in them, but she's also surprisingly good at keeping any and all emotion out of them, so it can probably be a little unnerving to meet cold, blank eyes.

face:
definitely attractive, but not in an entirely conventional way. She's got the kind of face that people either find really attractive or they just don't see it. She's got a rather defined, strong sort of jaw that curves into a pointed chin with the faaiiintest of clefts in it. High cheekbones that don't have huge definition, but in profile they're so gorgeous. Her noise is perfectly straight and without any real exceptional points; it's just a nice nose. Her mouth isn't particularly wide, with a bow-shaped upper lip that's a little plumper than the lower. Her neck also kind of bears mentioning in that it's really long. seriously.

body:
standing at 5'8" she's definitely not a short little thing. She's got a slight, wiry sort of build, with the kind of muscles that aren't instantly evident and come from fights and physical labour rather than working out. She's got sharp, bony shoulders and elbows and is mostly made up of sharp angles as opposed to curves.

clothing:
she's really big on dressing for her body type, so she doesn't attempt to squish into gowns made for women with boobs. Rather, she wears a lot of shirt/skirt combos with narrow-sleeved fitted jackets, or breeches ( when she's working with her horses, in particular ). She particularly loves busy clothing; stuff that has a lot of detail in the making, like a complicated cut or some fancy needlework ( but not embroidery, she mostly considers it tacky ), high collared shirts and sharply pointed lapels on her coats.

Personality :: Quillan often tends to come across like she can't do things in any real order, or has a lot of trouble focusing, so it's occasionally surprising for people to realise that she's actually a fairly calculating, sharp-minded sort of person who's more than able to keep a level head when things go to pot - which, really useful when you're trying to steal something that's three times as big as you are. She's definitely very shrewd, but it's not something she likes to advertise because she prefers to have the upper hand, and figures that people underestimating her because she seems a little flaky or rash? Definitely leaves her with the upper hand. She's also possessed of some pretty wicked confidence, which helps her pull off a LOT of stuff without hesitation and with straight face; it's gotten her out of potential trouble more than once, and will continue to do so.

She's really, really, really fond of animals - most especially horses, obviously, but just also animals in general, and it's been the driving force behind plenty of "random" violence on more than one occasion when she's seen people mistreating a mount; it's not exactly "you're hurting my PEOPLE", more like "bitch, you're abusing your horse. How'd you like it if someone broke your mouth?". So there's that. She can be pretty combative, and is more likely to wade into a fight rather than shy away from it, but she's not hot-headed about things like that; if she thinks she's going to get smacked down, she's likely to walk away, because she's not a sucker for punishment.

History :: Born to Cara and Nico, she grew up in a fairly backwater town in south-east Tyra with a handful of siblings who were always a little more grounded than her. Her favourite things from about age five to ten were a rag doll dressed as a Tyran noblewoman, and listening to stories of what the capital was like. Eventually, in a misguided attempt to live the fun life, she ran away from home when she was ten, hiding in wagons, hitching rides, and walking to the capital... and it pretty much ended up being something of a bust. By the time she got there she was miserable, bereft of any initial enjoyment, broke, and stuck in a huge city. It took her all of a week of trying to scrape and steal food to fall in with a gang of children about her own age and for the next seven years she migrated through different areas of the city and varying levels of crime, each a little more serious than the last. She hit her current scheme when she was fifteen totally by accident; some merchant paid her a copper to hold his horse, and rather than keeping the copper and holding the horse until he came back, she took off with both and from there it just sort of snowballed.