Arzire

Name: Arzire Orianna (Ahr-zeer Or-ee-ahn-a)
Nicknames/Alias(s): Zeer
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual

Height: 5'6"
Weight: 155 lbs
Hair: Blood Red and wavy
Eyes: Gold
Skin : Muted violet
Build: Slender

Personality/Attitude: Cautious but welcoming, protective, a bit on edge, curious, loyal, respectful(mostly)
Skills/Talents: pickpocketing, dancing, knife throwing, lock picking
Favorites/Likes: Music, stories, watching performances, meeting interesting people, his family
Most Hated/Dislikes: Anyone touching his lantern, Anyone touching his (tan) bag, being woken up, arguing, rain
Goals/Ambitions: To seek out a magic user of a particularly dark variety. To return home to his son.
Strengths: His silent steps, his friendly demeanor, level of observation
Weaknesses: His son, His determination to keep his belongings with him
Fears: Not seeing his son again, Breaking his lantern, bugs
Hobbies/Interests:Reading, drawing,

Arzire grew up an only child, raised solely by his mother in her attempts to give him a happy life. She was quick to find work with a traveling performers group; And although life was not the easiest for her and her young child, he was happy to run and play with the other performer's kids. There shared no real home, no roots or dedication to any country or province, they simply prayed to Lliira- the goddess of joy. With her blessings, they could be happy and make a home anywhere.

And this is where Arzire met Sacyra, another wandering tiefling who'd been picked up by the traveling performers. She was a few years his elder, but the two were fast friends. Always being scolded for running around wildly and getting into all kinds of pranks and troubles. As years passed by they grew closer, Sacyra learned to perform, using magic and dancing to wow her audience, and capture their attention -while Arzire honed his skill of pickpocketing. Stealing from her enraptured crowds and giving the money immediately to the poor performers that were now his family.

Arzire and Sacyra were first loves, by the time they were sixteen and eighteen(Respectively) they were inseparable. They loved each other with every ounce of their being. And when they found out that Sacyra was pregnant they would depart from their found family. A year later it would no longer be Arzire and Sacyra but Arzire, Sacyra and Rallius. Their beautiful baby boy, whocertainly took after his mother save for his father's skin color. Together they used their learned skills to begin building a life together in a small town. But life is cruel and by RAllius' second birthday, Sacyra fell ill, quickly succumbing to an illness before healers could do anything.

On his own Arzire continued to build his life with his son. Occasionally leaving to pick up odd jobs acting as a rogue for some adventures, but always promising to make it home to his son. And he held true to that promise, always showing up with a small gift in hand. Rallius loved his father more than words could tell. And the older he got the more he wanted to be involved in what his father was doing...

Arzire is the type of man to keep what he needs with him at all times. Among his possessions include a coin purse, a green canvas satchel, several knives, a tan wrap bag that he never removes from his person in the presence of others, and an old lantern with a faint greenish glow that he insists on keeping lit at all times. (despite having dark vision and not needing the lantern)
He is the type of man that is more than willing to share his rations, but try to touch his bag or his lantern and you will set off a reaction that may result in his knife meeting your neck. His obsession with the items is out of character and leads many to believe they are dangerous and powerful items.