Laron / Ravenshank

[Laron]

Full Name: Laron Ravenshank (Redthorn)
Nicknames: AKA Ravenshank
Date of Birth: Spring
Age: 341 years of age
Race: Night Elf
Gender: Male, very Male
Hair: Blue
Skin: Blue
Eyes: Turquise
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 185lbs

Place of residence: Undecided “Though Ratchet is starting to have an appeal.”
Place of Birth: Darnassus
Known Relatives: Father Sylvas Redthorn <Deceased>
Mother Latania Redthorn <Deceased>
Brother Azrid Redthorn
Sister Amadare Redthorn
Ex-Wife Briann Ravenshank <Deceased> “RIP my Love.”
Wife Najme Ravenshank
Son Piettro Ravenshank
Daughter Andellyn Ravenshank

Religion/Philosophy: “In the world, there are wolves and there are sheep. I am not a sheep.”

Occupation: Thief SI:7 Operative.
Group/Guild affiliation: Tears of the Phoenix / Sanctuary
Guild Rank: Blaze / Special Agent
Enemies: Those who wrong me.

Likes: Used to be Money and Women, as of recent, just Money.
Favorite Foods: Wolf Steaks
Favorite Drinks: Mead
Favorite Colors: Black, and Silver
Weapons of Choice: His togue, but when words won't do, Paired Swords. "My togue is sharper than my blade, and most times quicker."

Dislikes: Elven Women, with some exceptions… Too stuck up.
Hobbies: Leather working, though I lack the patience for it

Physical Features: Laron is short and bares a branded “T” on his right pectoral, denouncing him as a thief, given with his prison term in the Stormwind Stockades. He also has a large bite mark on the left side of his neck which looks like it was given to him by a Tauren.

Special Abilities: He has an uncanny ability to get into trouble.
Positive Personality Traits: He is a Gentleman; it is all he has left of his honor.
Negative Personality Traits: Greed, the destroyer of men. He also has a bad weakness to Tauren Women, of which he has a great fondness of.

History: Way to many things to mention.

[Vilmah]

"Oh, he's very nice. Whenever he's around, he lends a hand! I'm very grateful to have him as a friend and an ally. Besides, don't you like him Najme?"

Najme surpresses a laugh. "Yes.. yes I do. I'll just have to make sure that he stays away from those Tauren women. Maybe I should keep him tied up?"

Vilmah looks at her strangely. "Tied up? But.. how would he do anything?"

"Oh,Vil... you have a lot to learn."

[Noury]

" Laron. Ah yes, he and I had a student/mentor relationship a while back. Er, thats to say I was the student, he the mentor. You see, I needed someone to help advise me on matters of the heart, social etiquete, you know.. guy stuff.

*clears throat* Anyway, he's been in and out of my life ever since. Moreso than almost anyone I know he has a knack of being in the right place, at the right time, just when you least expect him. He has the luck of Elune that one.."

[Ellsbeth]

While I haven't met this fellow in the world, there's some of a filter of knowledge that I glean from listening to others and have heard only good things about his nature and his heart and that he offers to help the Horde.

Pity he's a night elf. But he's definitely someone I would never kill unless he attacks first.

[Laron]

/bow
Then I guess we will never have a conflict. M'Lady =o)

[EnheilRas]

Like All Elves: The Moment they Cross the Felfarren, they better show respect to the true masters of Kalimdor.

I hunted down Mayday, and I'll hunt down this one as well.

[Nojinbu]

~laughs~ ahh, good ole Raven. dat be a good mon right dere, jus 'ope more people start followin 'is lead soon ta.

[Lelea]

I met Mister Ravenshank in Ratchet the other night, and had a very long conversation with him. While he seemed overly flirtatious at times, I was happy that he was not hurting me, and actually seemed to be a roguish gentleman. And I also must admit that I was a bit attracted to him. His long, flowing blue hair blew about his perfect frame in a way that made me curious about many of the things I missed out on in life.

*blushes*

Don't print that part, please.

[Sifar]

Wha' can I say 'bout Laron Ravenshank? Et nay be me practice te go 'bout sharin' infermation on people. I don' think there be much he'd share wit' jus' enyone.

*she pauses for a moment choosing her words carefully*

I will say this though... I be glad te fight by his side as well as te heed his advice. I suspect he's seen an' done more then many. Eny more then tha', yeh'll need te learn on yer own.

[Evanthe]

Mmm, I met this one in Tirisfal and then again later in Booty Bay. There's something just a bit odd about him.

I rather like him, though.

[Slaid]

*blinks* Oh... The troll I met last night in Booty Bay? Y-yes. He said his name was Laron. It was strange... He's a lot shorter than any other troll I've ever met before... and a lot... uhm...

*furrows her brows, trying to think*

It's strange. He doesn't really act like any troll I've met either... or maybe I just haven't met very many trolls... I didn't think any of them to be... well...

*blushes slightly, touching her forehead gingerly with a nervous smile.*
...charming.

*Slaid furrows her brows again, recalling something else*
He acted kind of strange when I talked to him sometimes... I think... I think...

*Her voice drops to a whisper.*
I think I saw one or both of his tusks move... Like he was adjusting them. That's definately -not- normal.

*clears her throat and adds with a curt nod and slight smile*
Either way. It was nice to have a friendly conversation way out here in Stranglethorn. ...I really wish I could have stayed to talk to him a while longer.

[Laron]

((Updated added chilln's)