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(MAIN)Name: Alton Tanner
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Role (Family): Khesens also head of "The Whispered Coterie"
Appearance: 6'2" tall, a slender 190 Lbs, brown chin length hair, cloudy green eyes. Brown hide pants, black linen tunic with purple knotwork on sleeves and neckline. Missing his ring finger.
Personality: Alton cares more about his own plight than pretty much anything else even when his plight is nothing more than a splinter in his finger. Deceptive and ruthlessly cunning is a good start but mean spirited and hateful he is not. He will cheat you in a game of chance at the drop of a hat based on the idea that if you could not stand to lose it you should not have bet it in the first place.
Strengths: Alton Like many from the Jensen Provance was a skilled farmer, so much so that many even believe his outlandish stories about how he acquired such skill. However, his true strength came not from his green thumb but instead his silver tongue and slight of hand. Being a fair shot with a bow and knowing just the right locations to point a dagger has helped him out of more than one sticky situation when his wit and guile had failed him.
Weakness: Alton can be overly self-assured, arrogant even, if he feels he has the upper hand in a situation. He finds it hard to turn down a game of chance even when the stakes are high. Fair skinned ladies with a head of fire.
History:
Alton grew up in a village in Jensen near the borders of both Rollon and Helios. As a young boy, he spent much of his free time listening to stories of the trade caravans and royal supply routes. He was a member of one of the wealthier families in the area but be the richest of the poor only made things harder on him. The lowest hated him for his "wealth" and "influence" and the highest still saw him a pest at best. He always had time for a story, be it telling one or listening while working the fields. Over time the idea began to take root, people crave one thing over all else, power. How does one ascertain power? With the proper information. A wives tale about a wolf told enough times to enough folks becomes as good enough reason to avoid a specific area of the woods. A single letter can set a man free who was once meant to be hung. The location of a wanted man could be worth a swords weight in silver. It all boiled down to information. So for years he gathered it, everything he could get his hands on. Living in a border town was good for this lots of folk "just passing through" whose lips could be loosened with a few glasses of mead. Bribes to be made, smuggling to be done, information to be traded, Alton became a very busy man by the time he reached adulthood. His name became whispered in the dim corners of taverns, bell towers of churches, and musty dungeons of far away keeps, drawing folks of all walks to his side. Alton is currently head of The Whispered Coterie, while a small group at its core The Whispered Coterie has open ears in many places within the kingdom, military outposts and bandit strongholds alike. Alton has 2 direct subordinates who see that his orders are carried out. Talask head of the Rooted Few and Marissa head of the Falling Leaves. (Will post sheets for them in the next day or so. Until then think of them as underbosses so Alton has to deal with fewer folks. The Rooted few are folks in major areas of influence ( larger cities) that gather information and make deals, the Falling Leaves are the travelers, message runners and smugglers of the group. I also plan on making a short sheet for the coterie itself, explaining how they basicly function and are able to get away with some of the stuff they do. This will all be edited out in the next few days to clean up this specific sheet)
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Role (Family): Khesens also head of "The Whispered Coterie"
Appearance: 6'2" tall, a slender 190 Lbs, brown chin length hair, cloudy green eyes. Brown hide pants, black linen tunic with purple knotwork on sleeves and neckline. Missing his ring finger.
Personality: Alton cares more about his own plight than pretty much anything else even when his plight is nothing more than a splinter in his finger. Deceptive and ruthlessly cunning is a good start but mean spirited and hateful he is not. He will cheat you in a game of chance at the drop of a hat based on the idea that if you could not stand to lose it you should not have bet it in the first place.
Strengths: Alton Like many from the Jensen Provance was a skilled farmer, so much so that many even believe his outlandish stories about how he acquired such skill. However, his true strength came not from his green thumb but instead his silver tongue and slight of hand. Being a fair shot with a bow and knowing just the right locations to point a dagger has helped him out of more than one sticky situation when his wit and guile had failed him.
Weakness: Alton can be overly self-assured, arrogant even, if he feels he has the upper hand in a situation. He finds it hard to turn down a game of chance even when the stakes are high. Fair skinned ladies with a head of fire.
History:
Alton grew up in a village in Jensen near the borders of both Rollon and Helios. As a young boy, he spent much of his free time listening to stories of the trade caravans and royal supply routes. He was a member of one of the wealthier families in the area but be the richest of the poor only made things harder on him. The lowest hated him for his "wealth" and "influence" and the highest still saw him a pest at best. He always had time for a story, be it telling one or listening while working the fields. Over time the idea began to take root, people crave one thing over all else, power. How does one ascertain power? With the proper information. A wives tale about a wolf told enough times to enough folks becomes as good enough reason to avoid a specific area of the woods. A single letter can set a man free who was once meant to be hung. The location of a wanted man could be worth a swords weight in silver. It all boiled down to information. So for years he gathered it, everything he could get his hands on. Living in a border town was good for this lots of folk "just passing through" whose lips could be loosened with a few glasses of mead. Bribes to be made, smuggling to be done, information to be traded, Alton became a very busy man by the time he reached adulthood. His name became whispered in the dim corners of taverns, bell towers of churches, and musty dungeons of far away keeps, drawing folks of all walks to his side. Alton is currently head of The Whispered Coterie, while a small group at its core The Whispered Coterie has open ears in many places within the kingdom, military outposts and bandit strongholds alike. Alton has 2 direct subordinates who see that his orders are carried out. Talask head of the Rooted Few and Marissa head of the Falling Leaves. (Will post sheets for them in the next day or so. Until then think of them as underbosses so Alton has to deal with fewer folks. The Rooted few are folks in major areas of influence ( larger cities) that gather information and make deals, the Falling Leaves are the travelers, message runners and smugglers of the group. I also plan on making a short sheet for the coterie itself, explaining how they basicly function and are able to get away with some of the stuff they do. This will all be edited out in the next few days to clean up this specific sheet)