Name : Jonathan Constantine
Race : Breton
Class : honoured user... custom class... lolwaffles.. sorry.. Uh.. Desperado
Age : In the early twenties
Sex : shemale...

Male
Appearance : Ruggedly handsome look. Has an eyepatch over left right eye, but he has a right eye. (no one knows this

) Short messed up nearly bleached hair. Toned body, not overly muscular.
Equipment : worn leather jerkin, straight legged worn brown leather riding pants. Repeater crossbow with a shoulder sling, simple dirk, and a straight backsword. Medallion from his parents.
Personality : Jackass. Arrogant and knows it, smart enough to know when to fight, smart enough to know when to run. Usually he doesn't do anything unless hes profiting from it personally.
Brief History : Born to a fairly prosperous middle class family that owned several stables in Cyrodil, Jonathan took to a life of crime as an escape from his rigid upbringing. First it was simple things, more so pranks then crimes, then it began to escalate. After being finally convicted of his crimes he was sent to the imperial prison for several years of his youth. His sentence managed to be shorted though when a he managed to find a route to escape from the prison. Once free Mr. Constantine took back to the life that was "fun" to him, and this time he wouldn't be caught. With no other motive save to be an outlaw he look for work that would help him defy general authority, and there was plenty. Eventually his career took him back to the stead of his former home. Whilst trying to confront his parents and seek reprisal his father took ill. Eventually while the older Constantine was struggling from father to son passed a necklace medallion that to the son had nothing more then sentimental value. Or is it something more.
Other Relevant info : I like eggs