[hider=Atlas Ashgrave][center][Img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/80/85/b8/8085b81252092ca5b3a1312718e98387.jpg[/img][/center]
[b]Name: [/b]Atlas Ashgrave
[b]Age:[/b] 52
[b]Gender: [/b] Male
[b]Height:[/b] 6' 2"
[b]Weight:[/b] 225 ibs
[b]Ability:[/b] None
[b]Proffession:[/b] Owns multiple businesses and houses that he rents outs for very high prices.

[b]Personality:[/b] Atlas is a smooth talker who can con people into almost anything. He sees others as objects and is constantly scheming on how to use them to make more money.

[b]Bio:[/b] While passing through the small fishing village of Semarta on the eastern shore, Atlas sweet talked a naive seamstress named Elora Ashgrave into bed with him. Ten months later he received a letter informing him of the birth of his bastard daughter. Atlas was completely disinterested in the child, seeing it as a huge money pit. 

He continued on this way until one night when he was playing cards with a group of local lords, who were lamenting about the poor selection of eligible young women available for marriage, one young man even saying he would be willing to pay his own weight in gold for a young lady of quality. Suddenly seeing his daughter as a potential goldmine, he set out to find her.

It was remarkably easy to convince Elora to hand her over custody of Lilith, simply pretending that he felt guilt at abandoning them and wanted to make it up to them. Lilith herself was a little harder to manipulate, but once he began to feign love for her, she became more docile.

As the girl grew older she became graceful and beautiful, with a few lords taking interest in her as young as her fourteenth birthday. The business man bided his time though, until the Duke of Edessa made a bid so outrageously high that Atlas would have been a fool not to take it.

[b]Extras:[/b] His match mark is a chipped wine goblet on the back of his right knee, but it is faded and scared over, meaning his soulmate is dead.[/hider]