((looks interesting. =D))

Name: Baralough
Race: Human
Age: 28
Group: Murderers

Background: Baralough's background before meeting Astrolanoid is hidden to any but himself. Born to a brothelgirl, Baralough was left on the streets to die when his mother tired of the task of raising a hungry boy. He was 'rescued' by a thug of a loanshark who had an appetite for the younger set. Raised by fist and boot, Baralough grew lean and tough, smouldering with a cold, calculating anger that culminated in the murder of his protector.

Baralough fled into the night, and soon turned his blade into profit. He became the best in his city, knew every shadow and cracked stone. His name was whispered with fear, his services commanding a high price. Now grown to his full measure, Baralough continues to ply the murderer's trade.

Physical Appearance: On the short side, due to a starved youth, Baralough is almost gaunt; nothing but bone and sinew. Pale and nicked with old scars, his face is set in a semi-permanent scowl. His eyes are green; like plants that'd paled and withered for lack of sun. Every motion is smooth and calculated, like a serpent coiled to strike. He wears grays and deep browns; the better to blend into shadow.
Weapons: Longknife with poison chanel, crossbow, throwing knives, climbing claws, flashstones (enchanted pebbles that emmit a burst of light when thrown).
Talents and Skills: Baralough is silent and efficient. A cold man who never stops in his quest to discover and know, he has accumulated an impressive store of personal knowledge, and remembers every detail of it to an exacting degree. His skills with the blade are hard-won, and he is a deadly threat with his preffered long knife. Finaly, he is a tenacious combatant. He knows what his body can take, as he'd been beaten to that precipice before; often bulling through the pain of wounds that would drop a normal man.

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