Maris doesn’t have a habit of carrying items around, due to her fear of them being stolen from her. As most of her manuscripts are precious, she locks them at home, and the only key is in a place none but she knows.
The first thing that stands out when one looks at Maris is her hair. It’s a light yellow, almost white, and strange compared to her dark, sun browned skin. Her hair is long, and it falls down to her waist. Usually it’s unkempt, and tied up messily at the back, but when it’s really necessary, she would braid it for neatness.
Maris is twenty four, and it shows. Her moderately harrowing childhood has marked her face and bearing in a dozen ways and means.
Maris is usually smiling over the discovery of a new manuscript or a new gain in the transfer of ownership of an item. She likes playing with the city kids, and sometimes teaches them a little of reading and writing as part of play.
No one knows exactly who Maris’s real father is. Her pale hair is unusual for those parts, and her eyes, a shade of blue almost matching the sky are extremely unusual, both these are features of northeners.
However, Maris’s mother, on the other hand, is fairly well known. So well known, in fact, that her mother associates with the upper society on a regular basis.
In fact, Maris’s mother is a whore. The only reason that Maris isn’t is as Maris appeared to have considerable skill with unlocking various things, and an obvious love of money.
For plots, characters in search of information could go to Maris, but might have to bribe her. Maris is very, very close to her manuscripts, and prides herself on them. On the other hand, Maris could send characters to retrive things for her for a reward.
Regarding Maris’s father, it is possible that a character could sent a PC to search for her as well.