His lithe and limber frame made a graceful attempt to remain unseen within the canopy of night as he stepped across the cobblestone sprawl at a quickened, yet silent, pace. He stopped as he approached his destination up the steps and beside a lofty doorway that gave entry to one of the more 'well-to-do' noble homes. He turned to his hip and opened the flap on his satchel to remove a roll of leather that he unraveled and placed on the ground as he gauged the lock with a close of one eye, as he peered through the keyhole. His boots were tied tightly by draw-string laces as leather straps buckled across the front of his ankles and moved up his leg just below his knee-caps. His pantaloons were loose enough for mobility yet tied down across his thighs by similar leather belt-straps as his foot-wear while several throwing knives on his outer left leg gleamed a bit in the reflection of the moonlight, his leather jerkin appeared to be a mix of different leathers tethered together by loose thread and make-shift pockets that wielded small trinkets, knives, or small tools that he evidently needed as he removed a long slender metal hook from his upper front pocket and placed it into the keyhole, followed by another that he were already wielding in his opposite hand. He wore a hood with similar stitching as the rest of his attire, a mask tied down around the front of the lower half of his face allowed the only visible part of him to be those ice blue eyes, eyes that darted from side to side as his head panned from left to right while he still maintained the movement from his finger-less gloved hands holding onto the lock-picks that were still protruding into the lock in front of him. Finally, the lock *clicked* and he moved his hand into the building to only allow his slender frame, that was followed by a blackened leather cloak, entry before turning and shutting it slowly and quietly behind him.
Personality
Sarcastic, witty and overly confident; Ghyslain has a tendency to unintentionally drum up drama, though outwardly it appears that enjoys it. His answer to his problems is usually dusted off his shoulder, "Just close your eyes and pretend it's all a bad dream, that's how I get by."
Though he can be charming, when he tries, it is often diluted by speaking on impulse and getting carried away with subject matter that does not pertain to the conversation. Though sometimes he uses this as a defense mechanism to keep people from getting too close, after all, it was those that have been closed to him that have screwed him over through-out the majority of his life. Inherently, he is neutral by nature, however does not really wish to do wrong by those that don't deserve it, that is unless they have enough money and he figures they could share a little. He tends to project his kindness and good-will towards animals, as he believes they are an innocence - struggling to survive; a reflection of his former self in a way.
Personality Type: ENTP
"There exists among the foolish ... hypocrites who continually seek to deceive themselves and others, but others more than themselves, though in reality they deceive themselves more than others." - Leonardo da Vinci.
Religious beliefs / philosophy
"No gods here, only miscreants and ruffians that fill the world with the vile residue of their existence... Like me." (He does ask for Liera's blessing from time to time, but that's not something he'd tell anyone.)
Strengths, talents, and points of pride:
He has his graceful and agile moments, quick with his tongue and with his hands. He has multiple trades-skills; hunting, tracking, lock-picking, pick-pocketing. He is the ideal thief, the cunning con-man and the bold mercenary - or at least that is what he'll have you believe if you hire him.
Weaknesses, detriments, and points of improvement:
Though he would lead anyone to believe he is good at everything, he is more of a jack-of-all-trades; master of none. He'd like to have you presume he is the best, however he is quite the bumbling burglar at times, and the idiot liar the next, while he can also be the 'not so fortuitous' mercenary, although I'm sure he'd explain it away with excuses. He sometimes fills his quick-witted tongue with insults and sarcasm that leads him into trouble, and he is not always around a friend that can break him out of a jam - on the contrary, those friends might even let him get his just deserves to teach him a lesson.
Snippets of History
• After Ghyslain turned 10 years of age he ran away from his abusive home to make his own way.
• On the road to Cormyr, Ghyslain traveled along with a caravan that, unbeknownst to him, was actually a group of highwaymen leading a smuggling operation ran by a wood-elf ranger named Rianor. Ghyslain figured out the schemes of his would-be traveling companions after hearing an overnight conversation between Rianor and one of his men. Within the next day the caravan came under attack by a group of mercenaries set out to put an end to their business, Ghyslain haphazardly drew his dagger and lunged at one of the mercenaries that came to attack Rianor, saving his life. Rianor since then had vowed to take the human boy under his wing and taught him a few tricks of the trade.
• After being welcomed into the folds of this brigand family, he hesitated on reuniting with his father and soaked in all he could learn from Rianor, as he traveled with them for a few years. That is, until they were all arrested.
• Ghyslain served some time in prison and was let go due to his link to nobility. His half-sister, Celeste, had sympathy for Ghyslain and had taken whatever money was left from her own inheritance and paid his bail, though she never contacted him as he was still the catalyst in their family falling apart, it was quite a confusing gesture to Ghyslain.
• Currently, Ghyslain doesn't think he'd be welcome among House Rousseau and doesn't quite care too.
Marital Status:
Single
"I've always equated feelings with getting caught; they both get in the way of my money."
Profession:
Thief, Con-man; Self proclaimed "Entrepreneur."
Mercenary, Bounty Hunter; a more pleasant term than Assassin but still quite the same.
Area(s) Usually found:
Nomadic; prefers outdoors and animals when he has had his fill of the local populace.
Larger cities where it is much easier to steal from.
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