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[h1][b]Eravon[/b][/h1]
[h1][b]Status:Injured, Incarcerated[/b][/h1] 
 [h3][b]Currency:[/b] 2 coins, 2 bits

[b]Ammunition:[/b] 0 [/h3]
[indent][b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Age:[/b]   28
[b]Race:[/b] Human
[b]Origin:[/b] Gilian
[b]Attire:[/b]  Leather armor with a cloak
[b]Demeanor:[/b]  Stubborn, serious, cold-hearted
[b]Flaws:[/b]  Eravon is  serious, impatient, and a little psychotic due to his past.
               He fears nothing, willing to jump off a tower if needed. 

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[h3][b][u]Skillsets[/u][/b][/h3]
[indent][b]Lockpicking-[/b]  4
[b]Stealth- 3
Persuasion-  2
Scaling-  4
Pickpocket- 2
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[h3][u][b]Background:[/b][/u][/h3]

     Eravon was a orphan found and adopted by bandits in Gilian. In the age of 5 he was trained day and night. He learned fast, and by the age of 18 he was a scout for the bandits. Often robbing nobles of their trinkets, here he noticed the corruption between the weak and the powerful.
It became clear to him at the age of 19 that half of the people in these world care about money more that anything. So he felt no guilt but this only increased his ambitions. One night he sneaked to the stockpile of the bandits and stole a couple of coins and trinkets but he was caught...

   He was tortured, and was about to be hanged when soldiers raided the hideout, he saw the fighting. the violence and the horror. He walked towards the banner of the bandits hanged in a hall of the hideout and ripped it apart. The soldiers recovered some creates from the hideout before torching the placed but he was able to sneak inside the wagons of the soldier and escape without a single scar. He saw the soldiers secretly stealing gold from the recovered crates. He felt rage and slaughtered the soldiers even when they are lying dead he still stabbed them. He stole the  gold for himself and walked away.

    Ever since then he made allies which led him to more money. Sometimes he has hallucinations that make the job a bit hard but he can handle it.

[h3][b][u]Personal Effects:[/u] [/b][/h3]

[b]
Mysterious Note
A letter straight from the pockets of a noble.
Sturdy dagger (Confiscated)
Small caliber flintlock pistol (Confiscated)
Leather pack
Black leather attire topped with a black and tattered black cloak
Small set of picks
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