Character Bio Sheet
Davey

Perhaps it's a trick of the light but the figure before you seems to be partially made out of shadows. They seem to cover him in a gentle lovers embrace yet also seem to be trying to pull him into them. Whatever they're trying to do, it causes the eyes to become curious a look this dark figure over in an attempt to discover who he is.
As the eyes begin their travels they start at the tips of his ears and slowly move down, noting the grey tufts of fur and pink insides that make up these two constantly moving objects. The eyes then travel to his hair, neatly groomed and closely cut, dark enough to have been made out of the deepest night, it forms a water fall in front which draws the eyes towards his. His eyes are beautiful, shining sky blue orbs, yet they also give off a sense of danger, as if daring another pair of eyes to look closer to see if they'll be blinded by what is there.
Tearing the eyes away from his is somewhat difficult and seems to bring a smirk to his muzzle. His muzzle is proud and strong, almost regal, as if this wolf had claims to nobility. But what noble would have teeth like this wolfs? White and sharp, they flash into view every so often when he opens his mouth, silently screaming that they've been used for more than just chewing food.
Traveling past his muzzle they eyes come to his clothing. A cloak which appears to be a living shadow flows down his back, held around his neck by a silver clasp shaped and colored like the moon. His shirt is silk, black silk which clings to his body and ripples with his muscles when he moves. Nothing is unusual about his paws but they seem to be the kind that would take someone's money without their knowing. A black leather belt rests around his waist, holding no weapons or pouches. His pants are also black silk, clinging to his lower body in a way that teases the eyes, and are tucked into black leather boots. As the eyes pull back to take in the wolf's whole form they still haven't found the answer to their question, just who is this wolf?

Registered Name:	Davey
Character's Real Name:	unknown
Other names (if any):	Pick one, he's probably used it
Gender:	Male
Species:	Gray Wolf
Family/clan:	Royal family of a small island in the east/Current Guild Master of the Thieves Guild in Cat's Haven
Birthday:	unknown
Alignment:	Chaotic/Neutral
Occupation:	Tavern Owner (public knowlage)/Guildmaster (Not public knowlage)/Thief/Assassin/Bard/Anything else he decides he wants to be
Hobby:	That's private
Age:	21
Familiar/Pet:	currently none
Favored Weapon(s):	Anything he gets his paws on
Home:	Jade Moon Tavern/Guildhall
Marital Status:	Forever Single
Background:	Davey's story is not known by the general public, the few bits and pieces being told here known only to a few thieves. Davey has absolutely no memories before he was ten. It was around that time he was picked up by his teachers and trained in the ways of being a thief and assassin. What was most surprising about him was the fact that he knew much of what they had to teach already, as if he had spent the last ten years doing nothing but training. At eighteen he left his teachers and began putting his skills to use, becoming the youngest guildmaster in the history of the known world. Rumor has it that he is also the best thief in the world.
Misc Info:	Davey is the lost prince of a kingdom on an island far to the east, an island of thieves. The royal family was easily distinguished from other thieves by their living crest, large black wings which grew out of their backs. Davey's kingdom was destoryed because of the fear of what an island of thieves could do if left unchecked. Davey is completely immunine to all poisons, plant, animal or created, but his body isn't filled with poisons so it is safe to touch him.
Religion:	Prays to a forgotten god of thieves without knowing why.

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