Wood Elf, two daggers, a bow and a quiver full of dreams.
I will be a Rogue. Silent as a panther, quick as a grey fox, swindling everything and everyone like a pharmaceutical company.
No coin is safe, no body to heavily armored for my well placed blades.
As I travel the rooftops my feet wake no occupant. As I break your lock not a single pick is broken.
The shadows serve me as I serve them.
All will fear me, many despise me, but they will never know the person beneath this hood.
I am the shadow without a body.
I am the last person you never saw.