Charles was born to two hunters in the border of the kingdom of Norland. He lived in a small, secluded village with barely any connection to the world around it. His early life mostly consisted of being coddled under his parents and village while they kept a steady living. By his early teen years, he acted as a deckhand on a trade ship out of the kingdom. He was introduced into the seafaring ways until the age of sixteen, in which this trade ship was attacked by local pirates, sending Charles across the world in a wandering session that lasted two years. He gained a reputation, albeit an extremely small one that seemed to fade after every disappearance. A quick-tongued stuttering pickpocket quick enough on his feet to prevent capture. Nowadays, he sticks to his guns as a wanderer, hopping from ship to ship to get from place to place.
Black hair, brown eyes, not exactly muscular but not physically weak either. Built like a runner.

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