Name: Kratos
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Species: Hellhound
Job: Thief, gets what he needs by stealing it craftily, or else convincing others to give it to him.

Talents

Magic Tricks: Can perform a variety of entertaining magic tricks, usually used to gain a few coins while in town but mostly to distract people from what he is really plotting.
Tale Telling: If there's one thing he can spin faster than the fastest seamstress in the world it's tales, whether they be true or (mostly) false he can tell a tale from beginning to end and make you believe it actually happened. If he wants to convince you that black is in fact white, he damn well will do it. Tends to flick his ears a lot when the lies get bigger, so he tends to avoid people that know this trait of his or wear a headband.
Stealth: Your purse was there a second ago? You sure? Well it's probably in Kratos's now. Can be very sneaky if he wants to be, but his huge ego and wanting to show off barely lets this happen as he pretty much dislikes not being noticed and blows his own cover.


Personality: Charming and cunning is what he likes to refer to himself as. Kratos tends to be loud and obnoxious in crowds, disliking not being the center of attention in any situation, his reckless acts are often fueled by anticipated crowd awe.

however should you catch him in a one to one situation he is much more timid and quiet, and a man of few words as he hardly sees any reason to speak when only one person will be listening to him.

A showoff at heart his lack of modesty gets him into a lot of tight situations, a memorable one being when a dragon got so irritated by his ways he was slammed into a pavement multiple times, causing the loss of most his teeth which he had replaced by metal fillings. Should one ask him about it however he will always have some grand tale to tell, hardly ever the same one each time.

History:
He has no early memory of his parents but was never really concerned about the fact since his grandparents made a great substitute, leaving him uninterested in his bloodline's whereabouts. His grandparents, both scholars often urged Kratos to follow in their footsteps but it was soon apparent the child had no interest or desire for knowledge. He lived for the moment and if trouble arose.. well he'd take care of that when it happened.

As he got older, he also got wilder finally leaving his grandparents and carers to live a life on his own. He was always on the move however, never interested in settling down in any sort of location and even less interested in settling down to find a job. He worked as a blacksmith for a while, but that soon bored him and he was off again travelling from location to location.

Kratos is determined that someday he will find out what he's meant to be doing in this world, but till then he decided to go with the freedom life offered. As long as he could talk himself into shelter each night and 'borrow' a bit of bread and water daily... life was good.

Additional Info:
-Has silted pupils
-Average build
-6'5
-Armor was 'borrowed' from the blacksmith he worked for in the past. If asked about it he says he intends to give it back when he's done from it.
- Only really wears armor cause the women find it attractive. Otherwise has no real use for it.
- Always seen with a smile on his face, it hard to make him frown, angry or upset. And even if he is, he'll still fake a smile.
- Flirts with anything that can be bedded. Women, men and anything in between works for him.
- Loves the color red, mostly because his huge ego demands it must be amazing as it is the hue of his hair.
- Has a high opinion of himself even if he's pretty much just another average resident
- Uncomfortable being alone with people as he's paranoid they would be able to read his real intentions if he slipped up.
- Loves entertaining a crowd, especially with his card tricks.

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