I am Sophie
I am Sophie. Just Sophie. I may have had another name once long ago, but I was brought up in the thieves guild, where name aren't really important and over time it's just as common for someone to be known as 'scruffy', for instance, rather than 'Sophie'.
My parents were drowned in a 'shipwreck' on the way to Solstheim. It's quite pathetic, really; Delvin (my adopted father) says he was at the Solitude dock (scoping out some un-attended cargo) when it happened. The ship pulled out and before it even reached the wide ocean, it crashed on an ice burg. Further inquiries lead to the revelation that the captain had been intoxicated. As compensation, the imperial legion had given a large sum of money to each of the orphans who had been rescued, so of course when they asked for volunteers to care for the children, and Delvin heard about, naturally he volunteered. I don't hold a grudge. He cared for me as I grew up, and even grew to love me.
When I was younger, I once asked where the money was and he told me quite truthfully that he had spent it.
I'm seventeen now, and one of the best thieves in the guild. I'm good at jobs which require sneaking and going unseen. Brynjolf (one of my best friends) tell me it's because I'm small and I look innocent; people don't expect that I could would rob them. I have large green eyes, long brown hair that is usually tied in a braid over my shoulder and despite my life of living mainly in the Ratways, and other dingy places, my skin is tanned.
