Description: Hangel stands at about five feet, and eight inches and weighs at one hundred twenty seven pounds. He prefers very loose clothing ,with many pockets on the inside and out, to conceal his slim body and stolen possessions. His jaw is square, but the rest of his features are somewhat angular, his face does not betray his age of seventeen winters. An oddity about him is that he inherited both his parents eye colors, brown from his father and blue from his mother. Not only his eyes were inherited by both parents, but also his hair; strait black hair from his father's side, with red streaks from his mother's, which he wears to his neck in length and usually styled back.
Hangel is energetic and always moving, usually pacing about or just jumping around, anything to be doing something, especially if he is waiting for something. This does not mean he is impatient, for he can still keep a steady hand when pilfering a pocket or any other acts that require a keen precision. When moving around normally he has a subtle but fluid gait, he can be very quick when need be and a long winded runner, usually practiced when running from the local authority or his father. However, he has been known to face his peers; Hangel does not run but fights, even at the risk of losing, for his hand to hand combat is poor, although he has perfected the art of lifted from his aggressors any valuables located on their person. Despite his poor melee skills, he has much expertise with a spear, as well as with psionic attacks, which he uses very sparingly in public as not to arouse suspicion of his being a heretic. A habit of his when using his psionic powers is to hold a cool metal object to his forehead such as a disc or his spearhead, though he can still perform psionics without an aid. His favourite spear is about the same height as him, the point to where the broadest part of the blade meets his forehead. When carrying his spear he wears it in an elaborate cloth case on his back.
Hangel enjoys talking to the few intellectual people of the Port of Wyrms, but is very annoyed by the ignorant and their snide remarks of his appearance, and responds to them with a mocking humor. Hangel has to come to his own conclusions about everything around him, and rarely takes advice from anyone.
History: Hangel was born in the Port of Wyrms, to a humble merchant, Clause, and his wife Klemrina. Hangel was always a bright child, always asking questions about the happenings of the world and then usually asking why again. This often frustrated the people he talked to, usually to the point where they would say, “because it just is.” This forced Hangel to look for answers on his own, often getting him into trouble. His father had him help run the shop and taught him how to count money, and how to decide the worth of different gems and items. Every once and a while Clause’s good friend Jared would come into the shop with his daughter, Sireen, and get gems appraised by Clause. Hangel thought it very odd for such a normal looking man to have so many gems. The two men sent the children away to play while they did their business.
Hangel found that he had abilities to feel how people felt, even when they were hiding these feelings; later he learned he could manipulate people and their thoughts through much concentration. Later in his practices he learned that when he concentrated less it was easier to perform these acts. On Hangel’s tenth birthday his father took him to the docks, where a war ship was arriving with pirate prisoners. His father told Hangel of all the horror stories about the pirates, but he knew he was making up many of them. There was a very large crowd gathered there, just to throw stones and fruit at the pirates. During the height of the stoning Hangel got bored and wandered away, while his father was too busy throwing spoiled eggs. This whole situation seemed rather senseless to Hangel, as he stopped to ponder what nefarious acts these pirates could have done to the citizens of this town to have deserved such disgrace.
During the event, he noticed Sireen reaching into people's pockets and purses and taking a few coins. Hangel carefully reached into the pocket of one of the people nearby and did the same, and went to offer them to Sireen. When Hangel tapped her shoulder she turned around quickly, and knocked Hangel to the ground with a backhand. She then realized who it had been. Sireen helped him to his feet and apologized, begging for him not to cry. He just sat up and gave her the coins, rubbing his jaw all the while. She thanked him and offered for him to follow her and observe, so that he might learn something from her. He followed her persistently and watched as she worked within the crowd. He was amazed at how much money she was able to pilfer off of people that were not paying attention. She asked Hangel to give it a try, and he did, and he was naturally good at it.
Now most people would have a moral dilemma about stealing from other people, but Hangel figured that if they were going to spend their money on food to waste they could spare the coins for him to buy something he would not. After the crowds dispersed he followed Sireen home, because she said he should talk to her father. When Hangel came through the door with her Jared seemed alarmed, and Hangel could slightly sense a feeling of anger. Sireen went over and emptied her purse on the table and whispered something in Jared's ear. Hangel could feel Jared relax considerably. Jared walked over to Hangel and said, “My daughter says you have a good talent for picking pockets, how would you like to hone that talent?"
From then on Hangel has been Jared’s apprentice in thievery. Jared had Hangel visit his house often, to receive training in relatively simple terms, to hone his skills at a profession much more exciting than being a jeweler like his father.
Jared told Hangel that he would inform his father of his decision.
Seven busy years of training passed not only as a thief but also harnessing the powers from his mind and body. He was also learning more in spear fencing and had bought a beautiful spear, which he liked very much, especially the shape of the blade, which was almost like a star but with the prime point being about a eight inches long. The only person he trusted enough to relate his psionic talent to was Sireen, who he thought of as a sister, and also the only person he could trust to not make to big a deal of it. At first she felt very threatened by it as most people should, but Hangel reassured her that he would not invade her mind. Over time she trusted him despite occasionally feeling like nothing more than a lab rat.
After five prosperous years of thieving in the Port of Wyrms, Jared decided that it had come time to give these people a break and move to a larger city such as the capital of the land, Talisham. So the three set off to the capital city on the main road, and on the way they came across the corpse of what appeared to be an average traveler. His body had a single wound, but it was well placed over the heart, and seemed to be from a dagger. It was the first time Hangel had seen a dead human corpse let alone touched one, for Jared needed help in moving it to a proper burial place.
That night while the other two slept, Hangel meditated and contemplated life in general, and how even by being out in the peaceful wilderness threatened his own life and his loved ones. In the middle of travel the next day the group was ambushed by a group of two armed Curr, one with a broken short sword and the other with a large thick club. The fiend with the sword made a wild slash at Sireen that struck her leg, creating a crippling cut. Jared quickly rushed to protect his daughter, and stabbed the Curr under the arm with his dagger, and his second went into the heart with a loud thud. Another loud thud followed by a crack of bone was heard, as the other Curr slammed his club into the back of Jared’s head. Hangel, enraged, stabbed the Curr in the back of his neck near it's the spinal cord, then repeated even after the savage hit the ground dead.
Only Hangel remained standing as Sireen was screaming in terror at Jared's prone corpse lie on the ground. Sireen could not walk, and Hangel knew that there might be more, so they would have to leave quickly. Hangel carried Sireen over his shoulder until sunset, when he spotted a temple on a hill. It was a beautiful temple with a large natural pond near the entrance, common to temples of Norsia. He was welcomed by three priestesses, while two clergymen carried Sireen off. Hangel asked the priestesses if they would help her leg heal and cure the infection, to which they assured him that he would be fine in about a month, but he was not to stay at the temple unless he removed his weapon. Hangel did not want to lose his only weapon, one which he might need on the way to Talisham, but he also wanted to stay and make sure that Sireen would be alright. The head priest told Hangel that the village of Kinferg was nearby, only about three hours ride, so Hangel started on his way.
It was very late when Hangel arrived at Kinferg, but luckily the inn was still open, so he bought a room for the night. Hangel did not want to leave to Talisham without Sireen, so for that month he hired himself as an assistant to a local jeweler. The townsfolk always watched over him and tried to blame him for wrong doings he did not commit. Hangel hated having to live there, as everyday some kids would start trouble with him, usually just insults, but one day it became a scuffle, a scuffle that he came into possession of a valuable gold ring and also a strange metal disc. That night in his room Hangel attempted to contact Sireen and establish a mind link. Establishing the link was very difficult, and only lasted a few minutes, but at least it let him know that Sireen was doing well, but not well enough for a long journey. Hangel stayed in Kinferg, and had accumulated enough money to afford a carriage ride to Talisham. Near the end of the month Hangel made another mind link to Sireen, and she informed him that she would like to stay in the temple as a clergyman of Norsia, and that Hangel should continue on to Talisham. Though this news was sad for Hangel, he decided it was for the best, and that he should prepare for the journey ahead of him. He went to the locksmiths and purchased some lockpicks and proceeded to buy rations at an inn. There were no carriage drivers present so he would have to travel on foot, and thus he set off early morning towards the great city of Talisham.