Name: Nathaniel Twist
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Class: Pickpocket
Description/Picture: Nathaniel wears the clothes of a well to do mid-upper class young man, a well fitting, maybe slightly tight white button up, tucked into fitting grey slacks, and a brown vest, he's got a simple pocket watch, and a brown cloak, and he's over all forgettable. His brown eyes don't relay much information, but he's always got a pleasant twinkle in then, perhaps indicative of his slightly above average wit. But again, with his unkempt bolts of brown hair, he's completely dismissible.
Origin: Nathaniel until recently would have been called a scholar, but being frightfully bad at magics, he's dropped his pursuit of academia, and taken to the streets. Nathaniel makes enough each day to find a room at an inn, and food in front of him by carrying out various odd-jobs, and of course, exploiting his talent for slight of hand, misdirection, and disappearing. The only skills he could boast from the college he left were for the most part preexisting; illusion, and some low level fire spells.
Motivation: Nathaniel has made his way here, seeking fortune. He'd like one day to return to his family, and make them proud parents, but for now, they think he's in college, or perhaps have now received word he's missing, and presumed dead.
Other Notes: Nathaniel makes enough each day to find a room at an inn, and food in front of him by carrying out various odd-jobs, and of course, exploiting his talent for slight of hand, misdirection, and disappearing.