Gender: Female
Race: Doppleganger (most common shape: Avariel female)
Age: 59 (pretending to be a 140 year old Avariel)
Profession: Merchant, Enchanter
Languages: Common
Accent: She sometimes adopts has a flat matter-of-fact way of speaking when she is doing business, but her voice is one of her main sources for manipulating others, and changes a lot.
Physical Information (Avariel shape)
Height: 5'2''
Weight: 97lbs
Body build: Lithe and very attractive
Skin type: smooth
Hair style: pushed back and cropped at the neck.
   Colouring:
- Hair: Blond
- Eyes: Blue
- Skin: Fair
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Philosophy:
- Actual: Craft requires deception. Art that deceives in order to tell a greater truth, this is divine.
- In Avariel shape: Precision is the path to excellence
   Personality:
The Keijo grew up pretending to be is an enchantress, in all senses of the word. Her avariel foster parents paid for her to go to an expensive school where she learned to play the koto, caligraphy, and graceful and proper movement and manners. Ever since she came to the planes she has relaxed this facade, but she still loves her foster parents and prefers her avariel shape she grew up in. Keijo wishes she were "really" an avariel, but she knows that can never be. She has taken in a lot of education and has found that it has not helped her to know herself.
Additional Information
Habbits/hobbies: She is prolific in many arts, from poetry and song to enchanting items with magic.
General Health: good
Favorite Drink: fine sake
Weaknesses: She doesn't know who she is. She is an inspiration to people, but that sometimes makes her feel like she is being used by others. She likes to play games with people's heads, usually it is good-natured fun.
Theme song
The little girl lay still, her eyes frozen in shock and pain. Momma stood over the bear's body as it lay twitching a few yards away, wiping her sword on the grass. There was blood everywhere from the girls throat and the bear's many wounds, seeping into the soft earth among the trees. The quiet after all the roaring and screaming was deafening. A call pierced it "Keijo! Where did you get off to?" A sound of wings beating and tree tops twisting. Momma looked at me and nodded. I lump of sadness formed in my throat so I could not speak. I ran to Momma and hugged her, then my brother, and then shifted my form until I had large brown feathery wings, and a face like the dead girl. "It is our way." said Momma, as she had said over many a campfire about the day we would leave each other. I began to fly towards the calling voice, clumsily at first, and then called back in the dead girl's voice. "I'm here!" I flew towards the woman, recognizing that she was my new mother. She took my hand and smiled a loving smile. I knew from her thoughts I was enough for her, for now.
((Keijo lived almost her whole life pretending to be a young avariel)) Keijo grew up in the Dragonmountains of Shou Lung in a small Avariel village. It was through her education that she got to know the planes, and has grown old (dopplegangers live a maximum of 110 years) as she pretends to be a flowering young avariel, she has enjoyed traveling the planes for about a year now, without disaster. She realizes she will die before she is even considered a full adult in her foster parents eyes, and does not want to leave her foster parents, or leave them without their (perceived) daughter. The trip to Sigil is a kind of last gasp of life, but she holds her desperation close and pretends to be a young woman touring the planes for fun. She brought a scroll case with planeshift scrolls, but she is down to the last one which is for going home.