Donan Fryar

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First Name: Donan
Last Name: Fryar

Appearance:
Race: Human
Age: 22
Height: 5ft 10in
Weight: 220lbs
Eye: Dark Brown
Hair: Dark brown short
Facial Hair Style: Clean Shaven
Personality Profile: Always happy with a grin on his face.
General Health: Muscular and athletic
Deity: Waukeen
Initial Alignment: True Neutral
Profession: Ex Monk now a "professional finder" ocassional muscle and assassin
Base Class & Proposed Development: Monk Assassin
Habits/Hobbies: Enjoys the good things in life. Wine, women and song. He is trying to make up for the Spartan existence of his previous calling.
Languages: Common, Elven and Orcish
Weapon of Choice: Unarmed (Death attack)

Background story: All his life Donan had known he would one day don the robes of his order and go out and help the poor and needy.

Brought up in the Temple his needs were few and simple as fitting for a acolyte of the Shining Hand.
Most days were simple, train, pray and see to the chores allocated to him.
As Donan progressed into his late teens he showed the signs of maturity and proficiency expected of him. He was asked to perform tasks outside of the temple grounds.
Once on a simple pick up from the local Miller he came across a curious event that confused him.
A man slumped on the ground obviously drunk was having his pockets rifled by a small man dressed in a dark cloak and tunic.
Donan walked over asking what was happening and why the small man had his hands in the other mans pockets.
"I am taking what's mine son and don't try to stop me"
Donan was perplexed this man was taking something that wasn't his because he ... could?
"Waukeen weeps boy what are you doing just standing there, either bugger off or keep a look out for the guard"
Being a good little acolyte Donan went to the end of the alley and kept watch.
"Here you go this should be of use to you" the small man pressed a ring into Donans hands as he left the alley.
"You look like a likely lad if you want to make some coin meet me by the Wolf and Bear tomorrow night."
That night as he lay on the cold stone bench that was his bed he looked at the plain gold ring given to him.
He realised he had never had anything that was just for him everything he had was loaned to him.
The ring was his and more could be had...

Basic Character Idea:
Donan was brought up as Monk he lived an austere life until he realised that he didn't have to live that way there were choices on how you lived your life and what you could have.
Donan now plies his trade as a procurer of goods as needed and a remover of objects as needed.
He is not motivated by good or evil and doesn't wish anyone ill at all. He also has no moral object to removing someone who needs to be removed.