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G'nther Boulderpike
Drow Rogue
Apperance: Dusky purple skin, bright white hair, and solid crimson red eyes. Stands six feet and four inches tall with a slender build. Wears studded reddish brown leather armor with numerous pockets and holsters that carry some of his many weapons; he carries a silver watch on his person at all times. He can often found with a dimly lit cigarette in his mouth or a pack of cards on hand. He is clean shaven and his skin appears to be fairly rugged for a creature of elvish descent. He has pointed ears like any elf, but they are appear hidden behind his dark brown bowler hat.
Personality: Happy-go-lucky fellow without much care in the world, so much so that he's almost considered a sociopath. He is by no means an evil or malicious person, he just chooses to do whatever he wishes, regardless of consequence. He grew up in a rather harsh and hostile environment that may have been the reason for uncaring and unfeeling tendencies. He acts only out of his own wishes, though he does enjoy a good fight and loves to get lost in the chaos of it all. He is also lacks much tact and will often say things that take others aback, some may see him as ruthless, though he just doesn't really care about anything besides trying to survive.
Bio: He was abandoned and left out on the streets of a foreign land by his people when he was young drow of three years. He was raised on the streets through the help of an old Dwarf who took in the child, despite his elvish heritage, and decided to raise him as his own. This kind dwarf's name was Dromodar Boulderpike, though he was short and on the bulky side, he was a rather excellent thief and was able to train young G'nther, as he so named, in this trade. Some years had passed and one day Dromodar made the mistake of stealing a rather precious stone from a local gang of orcs and they went looking for the man who had the stones to steal such an expensive item. Eventually the orcs tracked down Dromodar since he a rather boisterous person when he's had a few drinks in him. The orcs found Dromodar in a rather small apartment with G'nther, when they asked for the stone Dromodar informed them that he had already sold the stone and he used to money to pay for this apartment so that he could get off of the streets. In a furious rage, the orcs held both Dromodar and G'nther down and told them that only one of them was going to get out of here alive, they laid down a single dagger between the two of them and told to fight to live or die with one another. G'nther looked over at Dromodar and then back at the dagger, Dromodar reassured him that they will get out of this alive together and that they must not make any hasty decisions, but before Dromodar could take in another breath, G'nther hard already lodged the dagger into Dromodar's neck. Pleased at the sight of a son killing his father, the orcs decided to spare G'nther. G'nther walked over to Dromodar's body, standing over him he looked the dwarf in the eyes and in Dromodar's final moments, G'nther smiled and whispered "how ironic it should be that you saved me from dying on the streets, to only end up dying because of my hands", with this he walked away laughing and went looking for a means to provide for himself. He decided to take up Dromodar's trade over the next hundred years or so and bring it to another level by working as a hitman to eliminate politicians of various factions, stealing from affluent homes, and partaking in any sort of work that can bring him onto the front lines of battle. Though he does enjoy the occasional back alley games of poker he is often quick to make some coin from as he is rather cunning in games of chance, you can still find him living in that same old run down apartment that Dromodar got for them.
G'nther walks in from outside, smelling of freshly lit tobacco, and sits down beside Gratianus. He calls out to Acora smiling and tells her that "the food smells rather lovely and its such a nice morning, would you be so kind as to fix me up a plate of whatever the gentleman beside me is having.' he looks around the room and states "i take it you fine folks are just about ready for today's trip, how about a small game of cards to pass the time?", G'nther pulls out a deck from his pocket and sets it on the table.