[Fyn]

Full Name: Fyn (No given name)
Age: 24
Class(es): Rogue
Race: Human
Subrace: None
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Deity: Kithairen
2 Domains (if cleric): N/A
Bio/Description:

Fyn grew up an orphan in a small village outside of Shard. His foster mother, and old woman named Vella, cared for him and 3 other orphans. Fyn returned home from play, on his 8th birthday, to find Vella murdered, and his foster siblings missing. A Gypsy from a travelling circus, on their way through the village, saw Fyn sitting by the side of the road, horribly malnourished. The Gypsies took Fyn into their travelling family, and he became part of their circus. While with the Gypsies he learned a great deal of acrobatics, and came to know of the god Kithairen.

2 Years later the circus was back travelling by the city of Shard, and Fyn, in what only could be called Wanderlust, felt he needed to move on. The Gypsies had been kind to him, but he felt compelled to leave. Although Fyn had been able to earn his keep in the circus, he did not realize children have a much harder time doing so in a city. Fyn took to begging, and became quite adept at it in the streets of Shard.

Around the age of 12, Fyn began to explore the realm of thievery. The populace in Shard began to donate less and less to Fyn's homeless cause. Perhaps they were more swayed by younger faces. Either way, Fyn needed to eat. He began breaking into bakeries and butcher shops after hours, but only taking what he needed to live. As he became better at it, Fyn began stealing from people's homes. He only did so from the wealthy, as he felt they would miss it less, and as before he only took what he needed to survive. One night Fyn had a run in with the local thieves guild, and in self-defense killed one of their lower level footpads. He was chased to the docks where he snuck aboard a ship and hid. The next morning the ship was at sea, with Fyn still in the cargo hold. Luckily, the captain was a good man, and let Fyn take a position aboard. Thus began Fyn's life as a sailor, and where he gained his love for the sea. He was 16.

5 years later, again Fyn's life has brought him to the city of Shard, where his wanderlust strikes again. Fyn took his few possessions and bid his captain and shipmates farewell. He told the captain, though he loved the sea, it did not feel like home. Now somewhat of a vagabond, Fyn travels from town to town, looking for work, and someplace that just might feel like home.

Fyn as he is right now is a kind person. Vella raised him to be a good person, and though he suffered years of hardship in the streets of Shard, the toughness he gained did not diminish the good in his heart. He is a thief, but only steals what he needs. He kills, but only when his life is in danger. And although he does not feel particularly fond of the law, he feels that justice has its place. He's a playful and mischeivous character, often laughing and having fun in the most dire of situations.

-Fyn