Name: Tharyn Ravenfeather

Age: 3286 (Looks to be 39~)

Race: Night Elf

Class: Warrior (Protection/Arms)

Hair: Mossy Green (Usually wears it down in an unkempt 'mane', but sometimes wears it up in a ponytail)

Skin Colour: Very dark purple, almost obsidian

Personality: Lazy, Eye for Detail, Somewhat Indifferent, Reasonably Kind

History: For much of his long life, Tharyn fought alongside his kin as a soldier. Thanks to his immense size, he was a formidable warrior, using his titanic greatsword to decimate his foes. He was actually rather renowned for his unrivaled skill on the battlefield.

After millennia of this though, he got rather bored, and decided he wanted to use his mighty strength in other pursuits. He returned to the night elven capital of Darnassus, and worked as a builder and general physical labourer. During this time, he bulked up even more, and learnt to become a rather skilled architect.

In his spare time he either slept or worked out, though mostly slept, after so many years of fighting, he learnt to truly appreciate a good nap, perhaps a little too much.

It was during one of these comforting naps that he was awoken by one of his fellow kinsman, a man named Baelek. He said he had recently decided to make a pirate crew filled with hunky men of various races, and what better way to start then with perhaps the largest of the night elves, Tharyn Ravenfeather. Tharyn wasn't too sure of becoming a pirate, even after Baelek's attempts at convincing. However, if agreeing to it meant getting back to a blissful sleep, he'd do it, and it was only a few hours later, when he awoke once more, that he fully realized what he'd signed on for.

After finding out that they were more treasure hunters than pirates though, Tharyn was much more comfortable with the idea, and leant his legendary strength to the crew's 'cause'. He also used his knowledge of architecture to help remodel The Stacked Coffer on a few occasions.