Leonardo De Guerra -
Dec 1, 2015 5:52:57 GMT
Post by Old Testament Tam on Dec 1, 2015 5:52:57 GMT
The Basics
Name: Leonardo De Guerra
Race: Human - Amnish
Age: 27
Height: 6'3
Build: Lanky
Hair: Dark brown, pulled back
Eyes: Green
Skin:
Tanned
Not-So-Basics
Allignment: Neutral Evil
Deity: Mask
Former Occupation: Thief - Petty and greater
Current Occupation: Thief - Greater and Greatest.
Identifying Features: Almost always wears some sort of jewelery to enhance his natural 'beauty'. Golden ear rings are his preferred wear.
The Past
Leonardo was born with a silver spoon in his mouth - or he would have been, had his birthright been claimed. Leon was born in a hovel to a lady of the evening who hadn't the brain to her to drink some Nararoot tea. His early childhood was full of suffering and starvation - his mother died early and he found himself on the streets of Amn, stealing what he could to survive from the wealthy. While not always the most agile of his kind, he could talk his way out of a lot of situations - not by lying, but simply convincing his victims to let him go when caught. Using guilt as a weapon against those in his way, the young Leonardo made his way to his teen years -when he joined a gang, as young whore-born streetrats were often wont to do. It was in that time that he was turned to The Lurking Lord - and eventually became a shadowpriest of Mask.
Leonardo, with his newfound piety and spells to match, was living his dream. Larcency, murder, kidnapping - he took part in all of it to fatten his own pockets and fill his own stomach. He left the life of street-rat thugs and gangs and instead took to solo or partner work. The rush of crime was something he loved more than life itself - whether it was coin, life, or heart, taking it from another simply made it so much sweeter. His preference slowly turned towards the higher and mightier parts of society that had once looked down to him when he was a gutter-child himself. It was because of this preference that he finally found himself on Siranda island.
The Last Score
While dealing about in a shitty port bar, Leon heard of an opportunity that he simply could not pass up. Some Cormyrian-sounding nobleman had left his wife to go 'adventuring', and all the riches that went along with it. The woman - name unknown, was reportedly dealing with some sailor contacts that Leon had made. She seemed the perfect example of a confused, lonely noblewoman reaching onto whatever she could grab. Leon had every intention of being there to be grabbed on - or to sneak in or.. Whatever proved the best way to get to the woman's true valuables. It was with this excitement singing in his heart that he boarded a ship sailing for Siranda. This score did not pan out, however - as when he arrived, his ship splintered onto the beach and the dead had already risen. Not being much of one for a fair fight, Leon ran and hid himself as soon as he could.
