[hider=Alec Harrow]
Name: Alec Harrow. He usually just goes by his last name Harrow

Race: Human

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Appearance:  
	Alec is overall an average person. Medium build, shoulder length black hair, brown eyes, and scar above left eyebrow

Clothing/Armor: 
	He keeps a clean appearance for being a rogue. He wears a light set of black leather armor with an old once black hooded cloak which now looks grey. On his vest he keeps 5 throwing knives on each side of the vest opening. His main weapons which are two daggers rest one on each hip. He travels pretty light so he dresses pretty minimal. He does have a small 

Weapons: 
	2 one-foot long daggers with dragons etched in the hilts and sheaths. He does also carry a sword for bigger fights. On his vest he keeps a total of ten throwing daggers.

Skills: 
	He is a beautiful killer specializing in light quick dagger attacks. When hidden in the shadows if a target is within a reasonable distance he will use his throwing knives. His favorite move involves a three motion attack. The first blow hits the stomach then he steps behind and tries to hit the spine with one hand while the other goes through the back of the neck.

Alignment: 
	Neutral. He keeps an opened mind about literally everything as long as the ends justify the means.
 
Backstory:
	Harrow was born to nobility but never fit in with his family. He spent most of his time training with swords but he found his real love for daggers at a young age. He spent much of his childhood creeping around and trying to make himself disappear. He got so good at not being seen that children stopped wanting to play with him because it almost wasn't fair as it was impossible to find him. 

	His teenage years is when he really become an expert in the ways of the rogue. His skills preceded him and was contacted by the local thieves guild. He trained with his mentor in the guild for 3 years before they started using him for jobs. He never questioned his orders and followed them perfectly every time. However, his guildmates found out about his heritage and gave quite a lot of grief for it. He tried so hard to prove them wrong and that he belonged there. It didn't seem to matter whether he could pull off jobs others in the guild couldn't, he never got the respect that he deserved. 

	He moved on to do freelance work whenever it came his way. He never stayed in a place too long before moving on. He didn't like getting close to people anymore to avoid the mistake of trusting them. He hoped his feelings toward others could change but only time will tell.
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