Name: Garrett Shadowstep
Class: Rogue
Race/Ethnicity/Species: Halfling
Moral Alignment: Chaotic neutral
Place of Birth: Undisclosed
Financial Status: Well off
Special Skills: Theiving, sneaking, knife throwing, deception, rope work, short sword, dagger, crossbow, cutlass, rapier
Garrett wanted to make a name for himself, however, he never thought it would be in thievery and deception. He left his parents when he was around 50 (halflings live for several hundred years), to search the world and find his calling. Over the years he tried a myriad of jobs and finally settled into a life of planed heists and pickpocketing. He doesn’t ever stay in one area too long and so he has come to Ravenwood for a change of scenery from a highly urbanized setting. He hopes to make a good profit here and then move on to the next opportunity. When in the business of thieving, one doesn’t have many friends, much less, close friends. However, throughout Garretts travels, he has come across an unlikely group of close friends, a Ranger, a Barbarian, a Wizard, and a Fighter. Together they have been on many a harrowing adventure and have formed an unbreakable bond.
This one is as elusive as a vapor. Blink and he’s gone. Then look again and you’ll see his hand in the purse of the person telling a story. Delightful friend. Formidable foe.
It’s the little folk who bring the most fun to life. I advise you not to drink ale in his presence, or this little fellow’s dry humour will have you laughing it out your nose!