"Who'm I? Well, boyo, I'm the crow that picks the shiny things up when people i'int lookin'."
Name : Dirisus Crovan
Age: 24
Race: Human
Nation: Sarok
"Class": Rogue
Weapon: Usually a solidly-planted dagger in the throat or back of people that catch him, although he carries around a small crossbow for utility's sake, with a number of customized bolts for any task at hand. He carries a variety of daggers concealed around his body.
Magic (If Any): Crovan has a great mastery, although limited repertoire, of shadow magic to use.
* Shadowstep: Crovan can step into shadows near him, and either hide there, or teleport to a nearby shadow with 20 feet. This requires a deep enough shadow to conceivably hide a man.
* Shadowdance: If in complete darkness, Crovan can, effectively, become insubstantial and invisible.
Bio (Optional):
"Crovan? Dirisus Crovan? Hah, you don' wanna get yerself involved with 'im, be the end o' yer wallet, it will. Lords don' like 'im much either, steals from them as much as the nobles." ~ Sart Bullow, bartender
The varied and talented vagabond, robber, and thief known as Dirisus Crovan was born in the slums of Dragon's Gate to what is widely rumored to be a prostitute and a high member of the royal family, although rumors are, of course, usually unfounded and rather untrustworthy to begin with. Asking him to tell you what his lifestory is won't get you very far, however, so rumor and hearsay are about the only thing TO go off of.
Crovan appeared on the criminal scene at about the age of 14, where he operated as a basic pickpocket in the markets of Dragon's Gate, one that essentially operated on his lonseome without the assistance of any particular organization. That, in and of itself, was a relative rarity, however, it wasn't generally questioned. The crimes were simply too small-time to attract the attention of anyone important. Soon, however, he was graduating up to more serious offenses, starting at the age of 16, where he climbed into the chambers of the High Templar of the Harbingers of Dawn and managed to make off with a number of prized art, treasure, and artifacts that he fenced for a very respectable price. Using these assets, he gained better equipment and managed to afford training.
Among the things he stole in his rather prolific career included a book of Shadow Magic, containing only simple cantrips. His near-constant study of it, however, allowed him to gain quite a measure of aptitude in the art, allowing him even more adaptability in the face of increasingly stringent security restrictions upon his activities. During this time, he began to gain quite the reputation as a man that could literally steal anything from anyone, a reputation he was quite keen on fostering. His services and his prices have never been higher, but still, it is not the sole reason he does what he does.
He steals and sneaks because it is, quite simply, fun.
Personality
"Why, me? I'm just a crow."
Crovan's personality is a mish-mash between cold and arrogant and gregarious and charismatic, oftentimes varying depending upon the situation. Outwardly, he is friendly enough to not discourage those who want his services, and cold enough to throw off anyone asking him questions that he does not want to answer. As a result, he is most commonly calm, pleasant, yet distant to most people he meets.
Inwardly, he is a cold, calculating, exceedingly professional, and scheming sort, capable of quite literally analyzing and figuring out various intricacies that allow him to plan heists and such without a hitch. Due to essentially not possessing a firm moral grounding, he is more than capable of planning out intricate betrayals, stealing from others he is travelling with, and other such acts if he believes it to be within his interests. This has allowed him to accomplish more than a few jobs where a fellow thief was stealing the same object, simply by getting chummy with the mark.
All in all, Crovan is a man that one does not want to turn your back to, or, at least, don't give him a reason to double-cross you.