Character Details
Chloe Moretz
Chloe Moretz as Emylie
Name: Emylie
Aliases: Emy: My mother called me that. Kid: What everyone else calls me.
Faction: The Reach
Organization: None
Occupation: Street Kid
Rank: Smallfolk
Age: Nov 3 109 (11)


This tiny little thing is a girl, believe it or not. She has blonde hair, though with all the dirt, grime, and the like the matted strands likely look more brown. Bright green eyes peer out from a dirty face, seemingly constantly looking for danger. A street urchin in about every sense of the word, her small frame and athletic build aids her in moving about, yet she also have a charming smile and demeanor when she wants.
Dressed in ragged, loose-fitting clothing which is just as dirty as she is, the pull-on shirt, breeches, and a piece of rope worn as a belt shows this girl's lack of wealth and refinement. Her bare feet and hands though are calloused and nimble suggesting a bit of dexterity and ability to get around through more 'creative' means.


Whaddya wanna know? I don't have all day, a girl has to eat you know and these pockets are not going to fill themselves.
I was not always a street kid you know, I did have parents. It is not like I crawled out of some filth filled gutter. My mother from what I can remember worked at one of the local taverns and my father was a well-known and respected blacksmith; figures, it just made the beatings that much worse.
I don't have a lot of memories of my mother, tho I do remember her being kind and sweet. My father was as well; I was their only child and they made sure I was well taken care of. We did not have a lot, but we did not want.
When I was around five or so, my mother got really sick and died. Little did I know that I would not only lose my mother that day, but my father as well. My father did not actually die too, but the father I knew did.
It did not take long for my father to find the bottom of a bottle day after day. I do not recall a day from when my mother died that my father was not drunk and took his sorrow and rage out on me. A girl can only taste her own blood so much, so I decided that the street would raise me; it would no doubt do a better job and not like my father would notice.

Living on the streets of Oldtown was not as hard as it would seem; well at least it came easy to me. It is amazing what people are willing to give to a small charming child. However, small charming children grow up, and the handouts grow smaller. Whatever, by then I had become so adept and taking what I wanted I made due. It's not like all those people need all that Sh@t. The only reason all the nobles have everything is that their father stuck it to some woman and they happened to be born.
I am a child of the streets and the fact that I am still alive should tell you that I am damn good at being so. I don't need anyone else's help; least of all yours. Huh? What of my father? He died a few months back; finally got what he deserved: a beating of his own. Had to pick a lot of pockets to insure that; it pays to know the right people wouldn't you agree?

RP Hooks

  • Do you walk the streets of Oldtown: Ever?
  • Are you of a less law abiding nature?
  • Are you someone who wants to make themselves feel better by helping a child?
  • Do you want some drama or angst in a minor victim type capacity?


  • Wealth (Poor): May not drink from a golden chalice; but I got what I need.
  • Guttersnipe: Kid of the streets and proud of it.
  • Troubled Past: Let's just say I have not walked the yellow brick road.
  • Zero Drunk Tolerance: Father+Alcohol=Beatings ~ Must I say more?

IC Events

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