Sinculent

"'A tavern is already good by itself; we get enough customers just needing a place to stay, but your cooking is the reason why people come back.'"- Dusty

Sinculent is a middle aged Rogue who grew up in the wilderness of Bepis with bandits following the Invasion of 1087. He is presently working as a cook in the city of Volunder to send money back to his bandit camp under the ultimatum that he'll never see his son again.

His wife, meanwhile, is presently enslaved by pirates at sea, and Sinculent's long term goal is to release his wife and son.

Appearance
Sinculent is a northern lynx. Black line-shaped spots scatter his urban-snow coat from head to tail. The back of his ears, tip included, are black like shadows. At the inn, he wears a cook's outfit. When outside, he dons leather travel gear with a hood and cape.

Personality
He wears an expression fit for stale bread, but his actions betray what warmth his face cannot express. When exposed to suffering, he seems disposed to help when he can. Though he keeps to himself, he does not mind conversation nor company. Discerning his intentions behind that deadpan face can be difficult, but his actions and calm disposition do not radiate a sense of ill-intent. One's best bet is to observe his eyes; when at work, one can see gears turn as Sinculent probes and analyzes his target.

Capabilities
His experiences in the wilderness pushed him to discern between the poisonous and non-poisonous and to render the inedible into edible. Though this skill was what sustained him when he moved to Volunder, he carried with him the knowledge of deception and fighting that was expected of a bandit. His use of the knife and the way he gauges kinks in armor, notes guards' positions, and scales castle walls implies his proficiency in the assassin's arts.

Trivia

 * His name is a combination of the words "sin" and "succulent".