Long, tall and dark, Faw bears a physical resemblance to nothing so much as a gunfighter, an image strengthend by the easy, deliberate way he moves. His dark brown hair, crystal blue eyes, and wide disarming grin add to the roguish air. He dresses comfortably in brown boots and blue jeans, black t-shirts and a leather jacket of the same color.
Thomas Faw was born in Astoria to a Greek mother and Hungarian father. Even from a young age, it was obvious that Faw had inherited his father's good looks and his mother's outgoing personality. Thomas never seemed to suffer from the fears that plagued other children. The boy certainly wasn't shy. The dark never bothered him, being away from his parents never bothered him, clowns never bothered him...
In fact, Thomas' first experience with the circus changed his life forever. The magic, the showmanship, the sheer grandeur and fun of it all had Thomas enthralled. At the age of 13, after more than a year of careful planning, Thomas ran away to join the circus. Although they were reluctant to be saddled with the child, his eagerness and likeable nature eventually earned him a place as the show's gofer and unnoficial mascot.
Coming soon, the magic happens...