So I have an idea for a strange little magic man. I already passed the idea by Bing. Hopefully it turns out okay.

[b]Name:[/b] Fikri Searoby 
[b]Age:[/b] 27
[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Personality:[/b] Fikri is a slippery little serpent. He's tricky, cunning, and has a silver tongue. But does that mean he's a bad guy? Fikri may be selfish at times, but he's not completely incapable of caring for other people. He can be greedy, yes, but most people are. His loyalty flip-flops depending on his mood, and he likes to keep his options open, but he could be a good man if he wanted to be. Despite being the slimy thief that he is, Fikri can actually be a good friend to those he likes. The hard part is figuring out if he really likes you, or if he's just faking.

[b]Skills:[/b] Fikri has a wide range of skills, some stranger than the typical set.

[u]Thievery and cunning:[/u] Fikri almost can't help himself when he sees something he likes. He's an impulsive thief, and more often than not, it's the stealing he gets the thrill out of. Once he actually has whatever it is that he stole, it kind of loses it's fun. He often turns around it sells it. Fikri does this by sneaking in and out of the city to smuggle his stolen goods. The people inside the city, being completely cut off from the outside world, are willing to pay more than most. His knowledge of the city and wily ways allow him to slither in and out undetected. 

[u]Magic?[/u] Fikri is no good at "hocus pocus turn you into a frog" type magic, but he seems to have a strange little ability that follows him around. Fikri is empathic, meaning he is very attuned to other people's feelings. It's stronger when the person trusts him. Fikri often uses this ability to his advantage because, well, that's just the kind of guy he is. If he isn't careful, the people who trust him may start spilling their emotional baggage all over him. For whatever reason, his presence seems to bring comfort to others, whether they be strangers or friends. This often opens the floodgates to other people's emotions and feelings, which they feel impulsed to talk to him about, and then he as to sit there and listen to them. He's like an unwilling therapist. 

[b]Weapons:[/b] 
[url=http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/arabic-dagger-typical-arab-30898688.jpg]This smancy dagger that he probably stole.[/url]

[b]Appearance:[/b]

Fikri stands at 5'8" and has a lean build. His skin is a dark olive tone, and his eyes are brown. His hair is a light brown with a wavy texture, but is often covered by his headwear. Fikri loves loose fitting and comfortable clothes. He also has a thing for bracelets, anklets, and rings. Fikri doesn't own a single pair of shoes, and he doesn't particularly want to. 
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[b]History:[/b]

Fikri was born in Quirek, the desert nation that took over Sudal. His father was a gypsy con artist, and his mother was some gullible woman dumb enough to sleep with him. She never really cared for Fikri, who was more or less a mistake. So, when Fikri deemed himself old enough, which was around the ripe ol' age of fifteen, he left home to find a more interesting life.

Funny enough, he found the gypsy caravan that his father traveled with. Fikri had never really known his father before then, but seeing as the man looked almost identical to him, he was able to figure it out. He thought that his father would want nothing to do with him, but he was surprised when the man approached him to ask about his mother. When the man found out that Fikri was indeed his son, he grinned, laughed, and asked Fikri what the hell he was doing there.

The two grew closer over time. Fikri's father taught him how to con, steal, and lie. Fikri's abilities made him very proficient at gaining people's trust. Once he'd learned enough to fend for himself, Fikri decided to leave the caravan. It was nice getting acquainted to his father and all, but Fikri had a sneaking suspicion that the man was using him for his abilities alone. When Fikri went solo, he remained in the Westbell area. He was around to see the city's capture, and, naturally, began to use it to his advantage.