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⇢ Introducing LUCREZIA DE LUNA, the 26 year old CIS-FEMALE, APOTHACARY ASSISTANT and a MERCENARY/SPY sworn to DE LUNA. SHE is known for being CHARMING, CUNNING, RESOURCEFUL and GUARDED. LUCREZIA bears an uncanny resemblance to ANYA CHALOTRA.

Basics

Name: Lucrezia (real name Keziah) De Luna

Nickname: Crezia if you must. It does feel more familiar. DON’T CALL HER LU that nickname is banned she hates it

Occupation: Apothecary, mercenary/spy for hire

Age: twenty-six

Place of Birth: Unknown

Gender: Female

Social Class: Commoner

Sexuality: Bisexual

Height: 5'6

Personality/Attributes

Hobbies: hunting, swordsmanship, drinking, experimenting for the apothecary, gambling

Religion: Lucrezia has always felt abandoned by God, and feels no ties whatsoever to religion.

Fears:

Attitude Toward Death: Death is inevitable, but Lucrezia will keep doing whatever it takes to survive. She has become quite good at cheating death.

Education: Lucrezia has never had a formal education. The closest thing she got is everything Orzio taught her about medicine, numbers, and the world, as well as the bits and pieces she picked up from working for a number of households as a child. The rest of her knowledge came purely from experiencing the shit of life.

Biography

Keziah was found in Naples. She was ten, long abandoned by family she had no memory of, living on the streets, doing what she could to survive between bouts of working for families as a servant until they deemed her too weak to perform the tasks allotted. She would steal and manipulate anyone who seemed weak enough to give into it. All she knew of herself was a name, heard through foggy memories of distorted voices. It seemed almost as if it came to her in a dream, it was so distant. So she went by Keziah and somehow survived the streets of Naples.

Orazio De Luna was an apothecary, traveling through Naples and treating people as he went. Their first meetings were hostile, as he saw Keziah as nothing but a thief, below even him. She was trying to steal from him, after all. But their paths kept crossing, and eventually, the nature of their interactions became begrudgingly less aggressive. He offered to buy her a meal or two, and she never had anything to give him in return, but he never cared. He pitied her. Eventually, Keziah’s curiosity about the work of this man got the better of her. He began teaching her, albeit begrudgingly, and it wasn’t long before the two developed an almost familial relationship. A distant one, but familial nonetheless. They discovered she could help with his work, and under the condition that she gave up thievery, lying, and cheating, he would provide care for her. The two began traveling together, Keziah taking up the made-up role of his daughter and beginning to go by the more Italian Lucrezia. They worked well, no matter their disagreements, and Lucrezia found herself settling into the life she had obtained. But despite the comfort and the care, it was difficult for her to truly give up her old ways. She resorted to them in times of particular uncertainty. To her surprise, Orazio never gave up on her, despite her fixed behavior being his condition to their companionship.

When the pair settled in Florence to open a shop, she was eighteen, and in a way she never expected, she was devoted to the man she came to know as a father and the shop they took care of. But even this couldn’t stop Lucrezia from accepting a job for coin when offered. It started with simple tasks: finding out who is doing what, get this message to this person, convince them of a cause. As she was asked for more and more, the tasks became increasingly… risky. Violet. Although it took time, people came to know of what she was willing to do. The city of Florence was corrupt far before she entered the game, and she knew the consequences of her actions. As did Orazio, who wasn’t quiet in his opposition of her dangerous pastime. But like the distant father he was, he did nothing to actually stop her. Lucrezia was seen as useful to many and neutral to the rest. Whether it was out of fear or uncertainty about the truth behind the tales about her, Lucrezia didn’t know. Perhaps it was her charm keeping her in the game. All she knew is that people understood that if they wanted something, she was the one who they could rely on to get it.