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Name: 
Setheran

Title/Nickname: 
Seth

Age: 
29

Gender: 
Male 

Race: 
Human

Profession: 
Rogue- The Assassin

Equipment: 
A set of twin pairs of knives named "Slight" and "Shadow," some little vials of poison, between paralysis, blindness, and just plain painful deadly poison. Has a bag containing some hard bread, and a wineskin filled with... wine. (Water is more uncommon, since alcoholic drinks don't have to be boiled to kill germs and the like) That's about it, besides a bit of cloth for a quick makeshift bandage.

Background: 
Growing up in the faraway land known only as the Farlands to all but those who inhabit it, he found himself in the slums of [cityname]. As he grew older, he adapted to his surroundings and soon found himself in the local Assassin's Guild as an apprentice, due to his sneaky sneak skills. Essentially, one neighboring citystate decided they were tired of the Assassins' Guild constantly getting paid to kill officials in the citystate, and they declared war and destroyed [cityname] and its Assassins' Guild, who barely got away with the heads of every high-ranking military official in the process.

From there, they dispersed, and at a young age, Seth was thrust in to the greater world, and decided to escape those pursuing him- his smaller stature allowed him to get into many a secure house and kill a very secure and important man- by traveling overseas. And so he met some people along his exporations in the land of the lighter-skinned people, occasionally getting caught (and killing) a man who always declares themselves as a follower of the great "Draven"

Pros:
-Light and athletic- runs fast, jumps high, climbs quickly, etc.
-Reflexes and speed- likely to hit you first, and second. Then dodge. 
-Clever and sneakeh- likely to put a knife in your back while you're against a wall

Cons: 
-Small and lithe- he ain't very thick, so he won't be able to take much damage.
-Too fast for his own good- used to being faster and untouched- likely to whine if someone's better than him or if he actually gets hit. What another shrugs off, he'll run from and then cry about it- so to speak.
-Loves chocolate- like go-out-of-his-way-to-steal-or-kill-for-chocolate kind of love. A bar of chocolate=one man dead. 

Other:
 Nay!

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