Meet Whistle! If you've seen her before, it's because she's not found anything shiny enough on you yet worth pilfering. ^^

I've always wanted to make a Kenku in Second Life, and this is my first attempt. She's not terribly good at what she does, rogue-wise (the dagger ends up getting used far more often than it should), but as a distraction, all-around pest, and glorious sower of confusion, she's got it made. She can mimic birdcalls from multiple nations and often communicates that way, though where her name originated from her love of thunderstorms! Alas, she's not really a princess of course, her novelty crown you might see her in is tin, painted gold, but don't tell her that!

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Galewhistle Raindrum Echo, despite her avian stature, carries an aura that permeates any room she enters, creating an electrifying atmosphere akin to that of a building storm. She stands at a precise 5 feet, and while her build may be slender, suggesting fragility to the uninformed, her very essence brims with quiet confidence and sharp wit.

Her feathers, black in shade and indoors, become an intense midnight blue under different angles of sharper light, reminiscent of the vastness and unpredictability of a nighttime storm. With every subtle movement, they shimmer and shift, reflecting the colors of impending tempests. Such visual enchantment often makes others forget that she is, at her core, a 'simple' kenku - a creature notorious for mirroring the world around them.

But it's her amber eyes that are most entrancing. Rich and deep, they evoke memories of the tranquil moments right before a storm, where everything is still, and the sky takes on a hue of golden promise. These eyes, set deep within her delicately mottled face, are constantly observing, always absorbing, much like the essence of her kenku nature. They're the windows to her cunning, showcasing a keen intelligence that's always calculating, strategizing.

Whistle's attire tells tales of both function and fascination. She's garbed in a supple leather wrap, its texture contrasting with her smooth feathers, complemented by her brown leather padded trousers, tailored perfectly to allow fluidity in movement - a necessary attribute for someone in her line of work. Her deep violet mantle flows gracefully with her every move, its hood always at the ready to shield her from prying eyes or an unexpected drizzle. The tin hoops that embrace her arms and legs, though seemingly simple, are more than just decorative. They jingle ever so slightly, giving away her position, but with her, one gets the sense that it's entirely intentional.

And then, there's her crown - a whimsical, gold-painted tin creation. In a world where status is often shown by jewels and precious metals, Her choice of a novelty crown is both endearing and deeply symbolic. It's not about perceived value, but about finding joy and significance in the simpler, shinier things of life. It gleams with an almost defiant brightness, mirroring the kenku's own radiant spirit.

By trade, Galewhistle is a rogue, and not just any rogue - she's a debt collector. She doesn’t work for just anyone, her services are exclusive to a select few trusted clients. Her reputation precedes her, not as a ruthless enforcer, but as someone uniquely efficient. Physical confrontation isn't her forte; instead, she leverages her keen intellect, alchemical skills, and uncanny ability to mimic to negotiate, intimidate, or manipulate situations to her advantage.

Surprisingly, for a rogue, Galewhistle is an adept alchemist. Although kenkus are known to replicate rather than innovate, she has a particular knack for combining what she's "borrowed" from various masters into concoctions and solutions that are uniquely her own. It's a combination of mimicry and intuition, making her potions both effective and unpredictable.

Behind the stormy appearance, Galewhistle Raindrum Echo isn’t just a kenku rogue; she's a blend of mystique and pragmatism. A force of nature, in the truest sense, always ready to adapt, always evolving, and always a few steps ahead of the storm.