Name:
Shay

Nickname:
'The Snowsinger'

Age:
17

Physical Description:
Shay's about six feet tall, has warm brown eyes, short golden-brown curls, a rather handsome, straight-cut face and lightly tanned skin. He's much to skinny for his age, just skin, bones and wiry muscle.

Personality/ Attitude:
He's cheerful and rather charming, but very sensitive. No one who knows him would ever think he can't be serious, especially when feelings are involved, but at first sight, he can seem that way. He's usually friendly and hardly makes any enemies at all and has almost no temper to speak of.

Brief History:
Shay was a born to a commoner girl and an unknown man who raped her. His mother was hardly more than a child when she gave birth and she was a sickly little thing to start with, so she died when he was about five. Lacking any other family besides her, Shay became yet another street beggar boy. He lived on the streets, slept in doorways and piles of junk, but despite the bitter life, he was almost always a cheerful sort of person and he made friends quickly and endured. At night, when he and his fellow beggars would huddle together for warmth, he would sing, just for something to do. On one such winter night, he began to sing as usual, but this time, when he sang high notes, the snowflakes on the ground slowly lifted into the air and started to weave around him, in a sort of dance. He stopped singing immediately and the snow fell to the ground again. A long time passed before he sang again and when he did, the snow did the very same thing. Eventually, he showed it to crowds in the day time, which gave him his nickname. But he wasn't 'famous' only in the lower city. Rumors travel all over the place and someone's bound to hear about his talent...

Goals in life:
Find out what the heck he's supposed to do with his so-called Gifts.

Gifts:
Very powerful Bardic Gift & Talent and a small Mage Gift - about Journeyman level.

Position:
Soon to be Bard-Mage Trainee