DEVON
Devon is, in essence, a crazy misanthropic gay Elf that dresses a lot like a cowboy (or Halfling in the case of his world). He's a sneaky, greedy bastard and, while he's only recently in his 150 year life joined the mafia, has been working as a freelance thief and since he was 80 and then as a hitman since 110/the generalised loss of his sanity. He has a special hawk he's bred and raised named Birdie (the II, currently) whom he adores and helps him on his otherwise illicit missions. He hates Elves to the point that he's got some serious identity issues: he's forcibly changed his accent to sound more Human/Halfling, always wears goggles to hide his distinctive eyes, has bought an extremely expensive surgically implanted beard (originally for Dwarves that find themselves, very shamefully, having trouble growing their own) and has cut off the points of his ears during an alcohol driven depression.
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| Devon in his 20's-30's, working as a scout for his Elf home-village and enjoying nature and birds and such. (Because he's a goddamn Elf and can't help but like that crap, though he'll deny it. And maybe cut you if you push it.) |
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