Name: Cethlenn
Age:  Around 25.
Gender: Male
Race:  Human/Fomor
Hair: What hair?
Eyes: Yellow cat eyes.
Height: Around 6'-0".
Weight: About180 lbs.
Class: ??? Rogue? Official job for the Fomor is spy/assassin. 
Weapon: Two-Handed sword. Broad Sword. Poison.
Favorite Deity: None.
Favorite Animal: Doesn't have a favorite, but would pick a horse if forced.
Favorite Game: Doesn't like games.
Favorite Color: Doesn't care for anything colorful.
Best Friend: Considers Donnel (sorry for any mis-spelling) the closest thing he has to a 
'friend', but realizes that Liban also seems to go out of her way to 
make sure he is comfortable.
Personal Idol: Doesn't idolize anything but a normal 'human' life which he knows 
he could never have.
Fondest Memory: His time growing up with his mother.
Most embarrassing moment: Cethlenn doesn't know how to be embarrassed. He feels few emotions.
Favorite pet: None.
Any siblings?: One human brother who was enslaved along with his mother.
Favorite relative: Mother. 
Favorite place: Ire, in general.
Ambition: To save his mother ultimately, save Ire, and crush the Fomor empire.
Favorite past time: None. Cethlenn mostly uses his free time to hone his skills.
Favorite outfit: He only has his Fomor clothing which fit him comfortably.
Favorite time of day: Whenever the sun is up; that is when he feels it is safer to sleep.
My impressions of the party: