Name: Frey Albion
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, he doesn't really care about gender.
Appearance:
Frey has long blue hair thats usually tied up in a neat pony tail, his bangs are a wild mess but never cover his eyes. His eyes are the same blue as his hair. He's decently tall at 5' 10" and weighs about 114lbs. He has lean build that shows no muscle at all, if he needed to he could easily disguise himself as a girl. He wears a simple outfit as not to attract attention to himself, save for his tattered blue cloak.
Personality: Frey is confident almost to the point of arrogance. He believes that nothing and nobody can stop him. He's very playful and loves to tease people, usually to the point of pissing them off. He's cocky and likes to add his own personal flair to things, making everything a game. He doesn't take things seriously, instead faces them with a smile and a joke. He always finds the good in a situation, even if its as simple as, he's alive. He's incredibly stubborn and refuses to give up, even in a hopeless situation.
When he finds someone he likes he becomes very affectionate and gets jealous easily. Frey gets excited and happy over the simplest things and always strives to bring a smile to someone's face. Despite his happy, slightly annoying nature, when it comes to life or death situations he's surprisingly serious. If its to avoid getting captured, he's already steeled himself to the thought of ending his own life. He'd much sooner die than face capture. While Frey likes to be around people, he dislikes human contact it makes him cringe and his skin crawl.
Likes: Money
Making people smile
Laughter
A sucessful steal
Annoying people to point that they want to kill him
Food
Dislikes: Nobles
Seeing people cry
Losing
Fame
Poisons
Cages, cells, anything that takes away his freedom.
Skills: Frey specializes in stealth, picking locks, and finding and disabling traps. He's also good at quick assissination like battles. He knows how to survive off the land and how to smooth talk his way through a situation. He also has really good aim.
Weapon(s) and Tools: Frey's main weapon is a dagger strapped to his lower back. He also has a pack of throwing knives strapped to his upper back, underneath his clothing so it is hidden, he can reach them through the collar of his shirt. In his right boot is a lock picking kit, in his left there are more throwing knives. In a small pouch he carries there is a small amount of money, the rest is hidden safely in the capital, some healing herbs, and some dried meat just in case he can't find any game.
Strengths: Frey is fast, light on his feet, and has nimble fingers and a light touch. He's great at dodging and avoiding attacks. He's got good eyes and ears, which is helpful for both hunting and thieving. He's also very graceful in everything he does. Whether it be walking, or stealing, or whatever.
Weaknesses: Frey lacks physical strength and stamina. He can't run for long periods of time. He gets cold easily and numb fingers are really bad when you're trying to steal something. His hands are his life, damage one and you've basically rendered him useless. He also has pretty much no pain tolerance because he usually never gets hit.
Fears: Frey is terrified of fire, candles don't bother him, but around any flame bigger than that he gets really uncomfortable. Around large blazes his brain will literally stop working and he'll just stand there staring blankly at it. He is also afraid of getting captured, which is why he's already come to terms with ending his own life if needed. He knows the kind of horrible things that happen to thieves in captivity, most of them beg for execution because of what happens to them.
History: Frey was born and raised in the capital. Growing up his family was always poor, with a sickly mother and father working all the time it fell on Frey as the only son to take care of his three sisters. Everything was happy, despite their lack of money, until the day Frey's mother died. In his grief, Frey's father left a candle burning all night. It set fire to their home. Frey was the only one to escape. With no one to go to, Frey had to rely on his natural grace and quick hands to steal, just so he could survive. As he grew older he became a better and better thief earning himself quite the reputation in the capital. And now he has to flee his home because of the bounty on his head and the knight at his heels.