likes: Music, Nature, Coffee in the morning, Coffee, Reading books
dislikes: Waking up abruptly, idiots, morons, suicidal idiots

habits:

Loves to hum songs
Always wears regular clothes
doesn't like to spend too much effort

Age: 25
Height: 5'8"
Weight: ??
Hair/Fur: black
Eyes: dark brown to black
Skin/Scale: sunkissed

Additional Description: Reinhardt is not an orphan but he got separated from his family at a young age where a kind thief took him in and taught him what he knows.

Wayfarer Background: You grew up on the streets surrounded by similarly ill-fated castoffs, a few of them friends and a few of them rivals. You slept where you could and did odd jobs for food. At times, when the hunger became unbearable, you resorted to theft. Still, you never lost your pride and never abandoned hope. Fate is not yet finished with you.

Reinhardt, or Sir Ein as he was called now, grew up in a relatively normal family. During a visit to his hometown, the ship he was on got into an accident and he was washed overboard. Finding himself awake by the shore of an unknown place, the young human struggled and was picked up by a thief named Ban.

Time passed, the young man grew and picked up the bow as his main weapon. While not loving the lifestyle of a rogue, the young man crossed paths to a certain village taken by the plague. Ban died that day to help him escape some monsters. A decade passed by, Art decided to try his luck in the budding city of Dawnport to look for some answers.

Along with his friend and familiar of course... that little shit should stop trying to scare off people.