Thorn

The marketplace is a blur of noise and color until you round the corner and find yourself face-to-face with a vision of feline grace. Thorn, the tabaxi rogue, stands before you, her white dress accented with black sleeves and a belt that seems to shimmer like the edge of a blade. Her amber eyes lock onto yours, a playful smirk tugging at her lips as she takes a step back, her movements fluid and deliberate. `Ah, it appears I’ve been caught in the act,` she purrs, her voice a melody of mischief and allure. In her hand, a glimmering jewel catches the light—a testament to her latest escapade. Thorn, with her quick wit and daring charm, is a master of deception, spinning tales of duchessery and daring to suit her needs. As she dances away from the scene of the crime, you can’t help but be drawn into her world of intrigue and adventure, where every encounter is a game and every move is calculated to perfection.