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Name: Ren'fon
Nickname: Stick
Age: 20
Species: Human
Class: Thief
Appearance: Ren'fon is a handsome man with obvious traits of a man of Chon'sin. He stands at around 6 foot, and is actually quite thin for his height at barely 100 lbs -hence the nickname, or at least so he claims. His hair is brown, chaotic, long, and most of the time barely kept together by a messy ponytail that reaches down to the curve of his spine. His eyes are brown and he generally seems to look through people more than at them.
Personality: Ren'fon is a fairly lax individual, despite his sometimes stern expression. He is the type to attempt to dodge obligations and duty in favour of slacking off, or pursuing whatever tasks he wants to do at the time. Part of the reason he is such a good thief is his ability to hide so well, so that he can quietly paint, or watch scenery, or just people-watch. He is pretty succinct in conversation, preferring to say things in 1 word, or not at all. Despite all this, he tries to be as useful to the people he likes or works with as possible, and doesn't like to depend on others. If he ever accrues debt or owes people favours he is the sort to threat over repaying them, and will generally try to go above and beyond to be out of debt with people. Conversely, he doesn't really expect much back from people when he helps them out.
Powers/Abilities: Ren'fon is a decent dagger wielder and even has the very basics of swordplay down, but his biggest asset is his ability to sneak around at pace and jimmy a lock. He is quick, skilful, patient, and precise when it comes to his thievery...and actually transfers those skills quite nicely; making him an excellent painter.
Weaknesses: Ren'fon is more frail than he might first appear, lacking some of the tenacity and defensive capabilities of most warriors. If he cannot dodge a hit, it will be a painful blow for him, to be sure.
History: Born to unknown Chon'sin parents, in an unknown situation, Ren'fon's life begins in a reed basket, on the porch of the Mercy of Naga Orphanage. He was abandoned there by whatever parents he had, and was raised by the merciful Matron-Matron of the establishment; a name and a sealed bronze locket his only legacy from the parents who left him alone. He grew up quickly amongst the dozen or so other orphans, an outcaste in that Valm establishment because he was so clearly a foreigner to the lands. He was somewhat runty in his early years; especially compared to the other orphans, so he had to learn to avoid fights, and to stay away from the group.
Ren'fon was thankfully a quick learner, and he picked up the tricks he would need to survive. He was fast, and quiet. He could sneak in and out of the shadows and so often he found himself hiding in the shade of the Mila Tree, observing the wonderful natural monument and admiring it from afar. On days he felt particularly brave, in his early teens, he would explore high up the tree and see the strangers who made pilgrimage towards the top. He even claims to have seen the venerable Lady Tiki on occasion, and he cannot deny he was smitten by the voice of Naga on first sight.
He never acted on it, of course, and eventually he grew older still, reaching eighteen years and becoming a true adult. He left the Orphanage, thanking the few women who worked their and raised him, but he needed to make a life for himself elsewhere. He had picked up a few basic thieves skills in his later years, working with bandits as a safe-breaker. He rejected the group when they went to try and raid and pillage, killing the leader before fleeing across the sea on a boat that was trading to Ragna Ferox. Once he reached the main land of Ylisse, he worked for a little while as a thief; buying himself a sword before he eventually found himself joining the Manticores; mostly as a way to avoid the debtors and angry bandits.
Family: None, although he still holds the Matron-Mother below the shade of the Mila Tree as his closest kin.
Extra: N/a
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