Name: Sir Alexacles 'Alex' Lei, 'The Raven'
Age
45
Gender
Male
Race/People
Tarkonian
Appearance:
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Alex is rather tall for a Tarkonian, standing at 6 foot 3 and is of slender build, with a small bit of muscle still remaining from his adventuring days. He is usually seen wearing his signature monocle, adorned with a small chain of gold that connects the corner of his monocle to his formal suit jacket, although it can be detached and attached elsewhere. His suit has purple lapels and cuffs with a the small insignia of his houses emblem just visible on the lapels. His cuff-links are also the [url=http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121121132844/elderscrolls/images/d/d7/Online_ebonheart_crest.png]emblem[/url] of his house. He is usually always seen carrying his cane, a black steel tipped device that when pressed in the right way springs out and transforms into a rapier. 
Traits:
Skills:
-Skilled boxer
-Extremely skilled with the use of rapiers
-Accurate with ranged weapons but not as much as someone who primarily uses ranged weaponry
-Knows some magics mostly based around healing.
-Former thief - Knows methods of stealth
Personality:
-Alex is a member of the aristocracy in his home-city of Glanburgh and acts as such. He speaks with a posh accent, smokes the finest cigarettes and rides the finest horses.
-Alex enjoys drinking to a high degree. He'll drink any kind of ale really but he prefers a good sherry wine to ale.
Flaws:
-Alex has been known to be sort of a racist. He largely views just about any race other than the Tarkonians to be inferior. He does have a great respect for the Dwarves though, although some say this is just a way to get the peasants to vote for him. That being said, he won't out rightly come out and hate someone solely for their race, he'll just view himself as better is all.
-Alex is very cynical and can often come off as having a hatred for others even within his party at times.
-Rather vain
Background
Alex's story is a strange one. He was born in the large Tarkonian capital of Glanburgh. His father was a lowly trader and his mother was a baker. He grew up playing in the mud and only dreaming of what it would be like to even get past the palace gates let alone see the crown jewels. His life was relatively normal for a Tarkonian youth, although he excelled in swordplay at his local school. Under the reign of King Leopold XII, all youths had to be taught some degree of combat in case war erupted and he had to call as many people as he could to the frontlines. 

As he grew up, Alex began to drift into the life of a criminal, he began partaking in thievery in and around Glanburgh. He became sort of an urban legend after a while, eventually leaving home and thieving from other big cities. He decided to go with this urban legend and create a guise for himself. He began leaving cryptic messages and clues to who he was, mostly revolving around Ravens. This gained him the nickname 'The Raven' among the youth but it also gained him a fair bit of jail time. He was eventually caught after leaving a less than cryptic clue at a thievery about where he would steal from next. He was quickly apprehended and tossed into a jail cell for a few months. 

He came out of jail a changed man, a 'law abiding citizen' if you will. Word of his past exploits got out though, and after a month or so practically everyone knew he was the Raven. This got him quite a bit of support from the common people and such but also kept him on the bad side of the law. Eventually he got a job as a bartender at an inn just outside of a large, mainly Human city. This was where the adventuring party found him. They needed a thief to steal the necromancer’s secondary source of power in order to weaken him for the final battle. Alex gladly accepted, hoping that this would erase his past history of being a thief.

The plan largely went ahead well, until Alex tried to escape from the necromancer. A stray skeleton turned the corner as Alex sprinted down a hallway and slashed him down his right eye, leaving a ghastly scar across his eye which he now covers with his monocle. He escaped with his eye bleeding profusely but also with a newfound sense of honour, the royal family of Glanburgh had heard of Alex' exploits and sent him a formal letter of thanks on behalf of the Tarkonian people and that he would be knighted upon his return to Glanburgh. Not bad for a son of a trader who had been working as a bartender a few months previous. He was knighted as Sir Alexacles Lei and given land and a small sum of gold as payment for the good press he had given the Tarkonian people. Alex made sure to stay on the good side of the peasantry. He wasn't stupid you see, he could see a revolution coming and with the help of his new aristocratic friends formed a republic that originally only ruled Glanburgh.

For you see, the Tarkonian's weren’t always united under one country. Originally they were split up into around 300 city states, with Glanburgh being the biggest and most powerful state. After the revolution and the new formation of the republic, Alex set to work uniting the Tarkonians. He succeeded with the manipulation of a few short wars and political events, effectively making himself a con man under the guise of a national hero. Still, his approval ratings shot through the roof and he's practically never been out of office since the unification.
Items:
His most noteworthy possession is his cane rapier. Essentially it acts as a cane but when pressed in a certain way the bottom half springs out to reveal a sharp blade akin to a rapier. 
Other than this, he does actually carry a real rapier on his side, only a fool would carry one weapon at a time.
He also has a few bottles of sherry on him at the time of meeting up with his old party.
Misc:
During the necromancer quest he spoke with a rather common accent, a stark contrast to his new posh accent.