You could notice the worn face of someone whose face has long since forgotten how to react, drab clothing that screams practical, sturdy armor you could trust in a fight or in the rigging, the well defined hands and foreign sword of a noble swordsmen. However the thing that most people are likely to remember is the gray eyes that seem to to have something reflecting in them.


Awi Shelessu is a half elf with slight drow ancestry that manifests it'self in his hair that he carefully dyes black and a affinity for shadowes. He a shrewd manipulator, uncommonly agile, and quite adept at learning new tricks. He has worn a mask so long he has forgotten how he should look. Despite his insight into others he doesn't quite understand himself. He is often tense and always expects something to go wrong. Whatever haunts him is the type of thing that visits every night without fail, but could show up any day without warning.



Sophisticated criminal elements may recognize him as a often hyped Assassin operating in of Absalom, one whose skills is often promoted but lacks has a reputation for having taken may jobs. The only contract attributed to him shutting down coup by cutting the head off a upstart thieves guild in the puddles district within a hour of it starting.