Sirus Delocke

[Sirus Delocke]

Name: Sirus Delocke
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race:Human
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 155 lbs
From: Sunberth
Physical Discription:
This rather short, and unassuming man is dressed in dirty and slightly worn clothes. Short cropped light brown hair, his face has a slightly drawn look, not of a person who is malnutritioned, but was not too long ago in his life. With vibrant green eyes that speak of a wealth of knowledge beyond his years.

Concept/History:
Sirus comes from a family that wasn’t the best to have. His father used to take his anger out on him and his mom. Shortly after his eleventh birthday his mother caught a bad infection and died shortly thereafter. His father blamed him, and he quickly learned to avoid his house, and how to live on his own for short periods of time in the streets. Avoiding his father for years finally caught up with him one day, when his father was waiting up late for him one night, knowing that his son had to come home soon, seeing he still had his stuff here. There was a fight, he pushed his father down and grabbed what few things he could before he ran out of the house. One of these was an old but well kept dagger that was given to him as a present from his mother’s father, the flametongue that he has always kept and been living on his own, making his own way using a few tricks he has picked up on the way. Knowing that one day he’ll come up from the streets, and finally bury the ghost of his mother that has been haunting his dreams. For the last couple of years Sirus has been working for this group of people or that group of people to keep tabs on certain individuals. Now after saving up enough coins to get out of the slums of Sunberth, he packed up his gear and headed out into the Wildlands on his way to Syliras.

Skills:
Stealth: 15
Intelligence: 5(+15 Racial) 20
Dagger Weapon Skill: 10
Climbing: 10
Acrobatics: 10

Languages:
Fluent: Common

Equipment:
Flametongue Dagger
Set of dark brown cotton clothes
Worn Leather boots
Backpack
1 large tent (4 person)
large tarp
100 ft of rope
flint & steel
bedroll
blanket
(Mizas:65)

Lore:
Urban Street Living