The Big Damn Fight

Fuck the police it's Peppi time

Name: "Princess" Peppi Nephrite
Species: A mermaid but froggier
Gender: Lady
Color: Under the seeeea

Description: A face-splitting smile, fluffy white hair, two vaguely-antennoid horns sticking out, big black eyes. Pretty attractive for a seakin, if you like your ladies from the benthic zones. Greenstone skin, perpetually damp. General build obscured by an unnecessary amount of exquisitely-brocaded and embroidered sea-green fabric (gold, jade, purple and white detailing), which shimmers and sways even when Peppi doesn't. It can't seem to decide on one particular cut, but consistently has a hugeass pair of kimono-esque "wings" which hang from her arms. Hoods, sashes, and ridiculous trains all seem to be fair game.

Peppi's built for running, under all that fabric. No stranger to lying, stealing, and cheating her way through life with a flutter of transparent eyelids, she's not actually a princess, but always tries to get new people to greet her as such. She is personable in the manner often seen in the mildly sociopathic, but unable to survive off any given place's hospitality for long. The world thus far has been a wide place, so Peppi's not had to run far to find a place where her reputation hasn't yet preceded her.

She also has jewelry. It's all stolen, most of it from dead people. The webs on her fingers get in the way of truly heinous amounts of ring-wearing (not to mention it'd cover up her adhesive frog-fingertips), so she puts all those on a cord as a tackier-than-usual charm bracelet instead.

Weapons/Abilities: Peppi's Cloak is the cursed artefact of some god or another. The Cloak marks its wearer as the Preysome, a ritual sacrifice to be slaughtered by the bearer of the Dagger. The Cloak cannot be removed until the accursed has been killed by the Dagger-bearer, and makes its wearer really good at fleeing/being prey. It does this by being an animate object with an apparent will of its own, as well as subtly warping the wearer's body to run faster, leap further, etc etc. Being seakin, Peppi's in-water movement with the Cloak is much faster than she could achieve normally. The Cloak appears immune to water damage or dirt, and tends to stitch itself back together if anything cuts it (except the Dagger). Adding the Cloak's powers to her own, she can stick a landing onto a roof from the ground without a run-up, and hit the ground again gracefully.

Peppi also has the Dagger, the other half to the story of her Cloak. The one marked as the Dagger's bearer is the Huntsward, and they are possessed by a desire to seek out and kill the Preysome. It's all kinda symbolic and reductive and almost definitely sexist given the Preysome-Hunstward gender distribution to date. The Dagger gives its bearer a supernatural sense of where to find the Preysome, and subtly warps their physiology over time to suit their role as the predator. Peppi is not the Dagger's bearer; she stole it and has kept it under wraps since. The Dagger grants her abnormal combat skill when she's wielding it, but also gives her a steadily-building desire to hunt herself down. Her preferred conflict resolution is to sock you in the face with a ring-weighted rope and scarper.

The Cloak and Dagger may have some kind of clause which subtly prevents death by means other than Daggerage. Peppi hasn't tested this and has no real inclination to do so.

Biography: Peppi is running around with a magical dagger and a magical cloak because gods are douchebags, and Peppi tried sticking it to a pair of them. She wasted several years of her life chasing a friend who was chosen by the Cloak, failed to save her from her Huntsward, crossed paths with the Cloak further down the track, and decided to take the damn thing for herself and find a way to break the curse once and for all. She disarmed her Huntsward by sheer fluke, stole his knife, and has been on the run ever since.