Name: Thagrin (Pronounced Tagrine) Dalamine
Age: unknown
Apparent Age: 18
Race: Planar human
Faction: Thief
Profession: Ninja/thief/assassin
Appearance:

Bio: He was a regular orphan and lived much of his life on street, learning things here and there, learning how to stay hidden, steal from people's pockets, move quietly, among other talents. He always thought that he was a normal human until he went into a strange cathedral, intending to steal the solid gold candle sticks that were placed about the place and sell them for a profit. He got caught by the lord provost in there, and he was stabbed in the heart. Or at least, he thought he had been stabbed in the heart. He woke up later on in some place he didn't know, on a planet he didn't recognize. He checked himself and found that he had been stabbed, but he had somehow survived being dead. He had experimented this new idea on the planet and found that he was able to transfer into other planes of existence. He had used it to travel to a new planet where he could go back to what he did best.
Weapons: Wakizashi, Shoto, and various other small and short ranged weapons. He rarely has any modern weapons.
Power/Other: He can move through dimensions, but never very quickly. He has a wakizashi and a shoto and a few other various sharp pointy objects that he can use to deter pursuers. He can move through the planes, but only when he has no contact with the ground. He can steal from a pocket when he's thirty feet away, or at least seem like it. He's good at concealing himself, and anything that might give him away. He has unrealistic reflexes.
Name: Reaper
Age: Exact age unknown. Known to be over 2000.
Apparent Age: 23
Race: Human
Faction: Thieves
Profession: Swordsman, marksman.
Appearance:Roughly 6 foot tall with a moderate tan. His hair is raven black, medium-short length, and unkempt. He always wears black leather boots. He has well toned muscles. His eyes are a vivid blue. He usually has on a black short sleeve tunic (shirt), and pants. His face is clean shaven, although he doesn't shave. He wears his buster sword at waist level on his back at a thirty degree angle. He wears an onyx stud in his right ear lobe.
Bio: Most of his history is unknown. He woke up on a beach with no memory of who he might be, where he was, how he had gotten there, or even what he was. All he had was a ratty set of clothes and his buster sword made of Stygian steel that he wields like it should be made of air. He has no real sense of right and wrong, as long as there is some sort of rationalism behind it. He won't accept, "because I want to," as a rationalism.
Weapons: His sword is four and a half feet long and five inches thick and completely black. There's a single edge on it and it rounds to a point.
Powers/Other: Abnormal strength, quick healing, tough as he needs to be, and the occasional burst of power over darkness. He is nearly impossible to kill, and it's a very bad idea to kill him, but he can be defeated. He has great balance, and the skills acquired from being in a crow's nest (The little spot on top of a ship's main mast). He is a phenomenal swordsman, but he doesn't really know where it came from.