About

Hatching in the alleyway of a small city the blank strudel opened their eyes to scaling towers and crowded streets with loud beasts roaring down the pavement. With a rumbling tummy, they did their best to follow the scents filling their nose, coming across the sweet smell of mint and chocolate. Wiggling their little heart shaped nose, they followed the scent into a crack into the wall, scittered up the stairs, and into the fire escape. Their hunger only grew as they climbed up the daunting red steps, finding their way to an open window, and sitting on the counter top, the source of the delicious smell. A shaped like a small frog, a slice already served, ready to eat. Leaping into the air, the blank Strudel sprinted across the slippery hard wood floors before tumbling into the cabinet. One last step, all they had to do was make the climb. Brow furrowed and determination mixing with desperation, the strudel climbed to the top of the counter, taking a well earned bite out of the served cake. The mouth watering mint and chocolate flavor filled their every senses as their ears became long and floppy, and pelt shifted hues. They munched all they could before they saw the door swing open, quickly running away at the sight of the huge human, making their way out of the window they came from, and making their way to Midveil.

Kip, short for Kippers, is the acting Port Master of Sea Salt Port. She checks in all boats that docks, the goods they carry, and all of the ships that leave. Because of this, she is often seen as the head of trade in the area. Nothing goes unoticied under her keen eye. Despite her cute apperance, Kip is a rather rough and crude strudel. She's known for her often crass language, playful humor, and hot-headed personality. Still despite that, this stern Portmaster is well loved in the Port of Sea Salt. She often can be seen acting as Percival's assistant and keeping him from getting too big of an ego. Rumors circle that the two are intrested in each other, and maybe even dating in secret, but neither have confirmed or denied that. She can often be found spending the night with the equally as boorish sailors of the port, who seem to enjoy her loud company, when she's not with Percival.

Kip in her youth actually used to be an adventurer, with no parents to hold her back, Kip never went to school, and instead, traveled all over midveil, taking in all of the sights she could, before deciding she wanted to settle down. Perhaps all these years alone led to her crass nature, or maybe the little strudel was just born with a fire in their heart and venom on their tounge.