Never trust an assassin. Trust me.
Nickname: Ray... but only if you're someone's who is.. close with him. Otherwise, it might be best to stick with Raynan.
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Sexuality: A slave doesn't really get a choice, does he?
Race: Human
Role: Antivan Crow Assassin
Status: Rogue
Hair: Kept fairly short, and often in messy spikes across his forehead, his hair is brown
Eye: Eyes are a light, icy blue
Skin Tone: Pale, for he spends most of his time indoors, in the darkness of the prison dungeons. Though, his current travels to the south in the sunshine have him slowly becoming tan.
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 132 lbs
Overall Appearance: Raynan's overall appearance isn't particularly intimidating. His eyes have a deceivingly kind light to them. He is of average height and fairly slim, which makes him able to move quickly and nimbly. He favors simple leather armor and soft leather boots, all covered by a midnight black cloak; the better to slip silently through the shadows. His body is riddled with faded scars from fights between himself and fellow Crow candidates. His face, however, remains smooth and clear. Has several tattoos that are almost silver in color up and down his arms. On the back right side of his neck, he has the ever watching Crow eyes tattooed in black, though they tend to be mostly covered by his armor or cloak.
Personality: The man is overly confident and completely full of himself. On the outside, he is a friendly, chatty, honorable kind of guy who likes to have fun with anyone. He enjoys the hunt and the kill, but most of all, he enjoys what comes in between. He will become your best friend, make you trust him with your life, and then, he will betray you in the cruelest way possible. Death will not be swift with this one. Oh no, that is just part of the fun. Because Raynan has never really met anyone who was worth trusting and not stabbing in the back, he doesn't have any friends, and he doesn't expect to ever find any. But he is alright with that. Torture and assassination are his friends. Bringing pain to others brings joy to him. He has a strong distaste for mages. He prefers to be in the fight, to feel the heat of splattered blood on his face. Though he is a rogue who cares nothing for the "rules" of battle as they are, he finds magic and anyone who uses it to be unreliable as a source of aid.
History: Raynan was born to a simple farmer and his wife and had a happy enough start to his childhood. However, when he was six, his farmhouse burned down with both his mother and father inside. The child was on his way to becoming an orphan in the chantry when he got scooped up by slavers and was quickly sold off to the Antivan Crows. He excelled in his training, making allies within the ranks of his peers, all of whom he betrayed at one point or another.
The Crows recognized his ability to double-cross people so skillfully and within several years he was being sent off into the world on various assignments. Raynan soon got bored with handling the random assassinations, however, and applied to work at Velabanchel, the infamous prison controlled by the Antivan Crows. Here, the rogue flourished. His favorite part of the day was entering a torture chamber after a victim had been tortured for hours. The victim would typically see the friendly light in Raynan's eyes and believe that they had been saved… Only to find that the torture would begin anew and with even more horrible intensity.
Ryanan worked at Velabanchel for more than ten years, until the call went out for a strong group of assassins that were needed in Ferelden for a most difficult task. Any Grey Warden survivors must be eliminated. Now this sounded like a challenge that he would enjoy taking on.
Weapon: Steel daggers; one is a plain old Crow dagger, the second is large and crescent-shaped
Mount: None. He prefers to walk.
Potential Interest: Whoever dares to get caught in his tangled web of lies.