Sparrowhawk: Ghosts & Goblins, Smoke & Mirrors
Her name was Deidre Callisto. She was beautiful by most anyone's standards, with shoulder length jet black hair, rose colored lips against slightly sun kissed skin. The lightest of blue eyes gave her an intense, knowing gaze to those who she met. She stood on the stage with utmost confidence as colored lights above acknowledged her lithe form. The large audience before her sat in rapt attention as she walked about in a tight fitting black bodice, tailored jacket and fishnet hose that ended in high heeled black shoes. The show was, at least for now, over as applause rained upon her. At the age of only twenty six she was one of the world's most notable up and coming sleight of hand magicians.
She was also, by most accounts, supposed to be dead.
