Albann Ryn

Appearance
Albann is a male Tabaxi With short, pure white fur, and yellow eyes. He stands at 5'9" (175.26 cm) and he has an active lean build. He is rarely seen without a colorful bandanna wrapped around his head and wears a Light caramel, loose fitted blouse tucked haphazardly into high waisted capris held up by a thick leather belt. The belt holds 3 small sheathed daggers on one hip, wrapping tword his back, as well as his spare bandannas looped and hung from it by his other side, making a stream of color and patterns fall from his hip. Beneath his blouse his torso is wrapped with bandages to hide an awful black mass stretching across the left side of his rib cage. He walks with a noticeable drunken sway and a gleeful skip. And his eyes always seem tired despite his normally energetic demeanor.

Personality
Due to his relentless drinking Albann is usually high energy and boisterous. Sarcasm and taunting tend to be his preferred humor but he knows when to drop in a genuine complement to smooth over any unwanted reaction. Despite, or perhaps due to his obvious drunkenness he find no issue making friendly acquaintances anywhere he goes. courtesy of the liquid courage he tends to be quite brave and will never turn down a friendly wager. Although he can be quite apprehensive when it comes to anything surrounding his past.

Albann loves the ocean and ships. He claims he never feels more free then when hes on the open sea.

Albann is known to dislike the presence of children. No one knows why.

As apposed to his normal drunken bliss, the party has seen what Albann is like when sobered. The skip to his walk vanished and was replaced with dragging feet and slouched shoulders. His eyes avoided all contact with anything but the floor boards. He ignored most attempts to converse with him, when he did speak it was either laced with anger or kept as short as possible. He even displayed suicidal tendencies in the short week he was sober.

Background
Albann was born and Orphaned to The Little Wanderers Orphanage in the port city Corath of Ithos on the 10th of Lastlight 278 AI. From a young age he was a trouble child and did nothing but reek havoc in the orphanage by way of pranks, temper tantrums, and general mischief. In adolescence he had mostly taken to the streets of Corrath and in those streets he learned it was much easier to take things then to earn them. He was good at what he did but he was by no means a master, and often found him self thrown in jails or beat in an alleyway. As he aged he got to know some of the local Riff Raff and picked up a few tricks of the trade through them. His favorite place to hit was the local docks. Fish made for good food to snag, crates and sacks occasionally had items for trade, and the crowds of dirty working sailors made it easy to blend in. One day however he picked the wrong pocket and was caught by a captain of an Usman trading ship, Captain Orson Booth. After a loosing a scuffle with the man, who was surprisingly nimble for how burly he appeared, Albann was surprised when he was offered a job by the merciful captain aboard his ship. Not wanting another month in the Corath jail, Albann reluctantly agreed.

Albann worked as a cabin boy and eventually a deck hand on Orson Booths ship, The Burning Hind. For years traveling the coasts of Ithos and across the sea to Usma, seeing the world which was to him widely unknown as an under educated lad. He grew a kinship with his Captain who taught him how to wield a blade, the basics of handling a ship, as well as the teachings of Taranis. However, Old habits die hard and Albann eventually found himself stealing small things from the ships cargo and selling them, as well as smuggling small items and drugs alike from coast to coast. But again his luck ran out when he came across a lead box containing a small red gem in the ships cargo. His greed got the better of him and he pocketed it without thought of consequence.