Name: Nylessa Drakeley.

Age: 19

Height: 5' 6"

Weight: 127lb

Position in team:  Don't play hockey.  Part-time thief.

Appearance: Have shoulder length red hair, dark eyes, and white feathers.

Attire: A short, sleeveless, plain brown dress; soft, black leather knee-high boots, and a black cloth belt.

Weapons:  A silver dagger, and a bronze-hilt Duck Saber.

Likes:  Jewellery, [and jewels!], annoying Duke, triple spicy tacos, writing, and Nosedive! ;)

Dislikes:  Saurians, the police and the army, Klegghorn, Mallory, being "too conspicuous", and seafood.

Good Points:  Being a thief, my skills come in useful when fighting the Saurians.  I have a sense of humour almost equalling Nosedive's, (that's a *good* point; I hear you ask), and I can sweet-talk Phil out of almost any deal. ;)

Bad Points:  I *am* a thief, so I can't help stealing things on occasion.  And I have a love for jewellery, to the point where I might just take it. I also can't help flirting on occasion... ;)

History *long*: My parents' assumingly died in a crash when I was eleven, and I was sent to live with my rather pompous aunt who lived on a rich estate complete with mansion and lake. She was rather absent-minded about me, sometimes it was as if I wasn't even there, so one day I just packed up and left. I was alone on the Puckworld streets for two days, before a gang of youths picked me up and made me one of them. We got into fights, stole things, smashed other things up, the usual gang routine, until some of the tougher guys tried to mug some harmless looking bloke in an alley. He turned out to be a thief from the Brotherhood-of-the-Blade, and he almost killed those punks. I took a fancy to the idea of an organised crime ring, and I set about finding out how to join. I took to following someone whom I guessed was a young rookie thief of the Brotherhood, but I 'botched up' his mission one time and almost got him killed. I had to save his life there, but he wasn't very grateful. He did, however, introduce me to the Brotherhood. I was surprised to learn there that I wasn't the sole member of my family left. My father had not, in fact, been in the crash. He had just learned himself that I had an older half-sister from an earlier affair. When my mother was killed, he went into hiding out of shame. And then my half-sisters' mother died, and he was left to look after his daughter. She was called Enya Blackfeather. And she later joined the Brotherhood too. I had a sister! After meeting her, I found that she was a full member of the Brotherhood, and so, mainly to try and make her feel I wasn't a useless person to have as a sister, I plunged into the examinations with a fury, and passed in a record time of two years. Duke L'Orange himself directed me on my final exam, which involved going out and stealing some things from the Puckworld Museum of Natural History. I developed a bit of a crush on the dashing young man, I will admit. When the Saurians came, my father was among the first who were killed. Enya and I, now very good friends as well as family, took a little revenge trip to the nearest Saurian outpost. It just so happened that Dragaunus himself was there, unfortunately. My sister took him on to buy me some time to get out. She died there. I came back to the Brotherhood, and would have been expelled, if it hadn't been for the fact that I had stolen some pretty rare artifacts. Among them, what I *didn't* show to the Council, was a Saurian Teleporter. And this was what I later used to get off Puckworld to escape the wrath of some policeducks I had seriously enfuriated. Phrase Overheard: "Don't worry, I'm not big on buying."