Arden Puckroft

Sex: Male

Age: 25

Position: Hardcore, Safecracker, Security Expert

Appearance: Full blooded Korsain, Arden has light tan feathers and smooth brown hair that is usually meticulously combed and arranged. If there's one thing Arden prides himself on, it's always looking neat and well-groomed. He's of medium height, about 5'7", and medium build. He's not overly muscular, but not 'wimpy,' either. He has muscles, and could hold his own in a fair fight, but doesn't inspire thoughts of a wrestler, either. His expression usually reflects whatever his thoughts and feelings are--when he's sad, he frowns, and when he's happy, he smiles, and he's usually happy. His brown eyes usually sparkle with good humor, as if he knows the greatest joke in the world and can't wait to tell everyone else.

Attire: Arden takes pride in always being well-groomed, but that doesn't mean he'll sacrifice comfort for style. He's usually dressed in either comfortable jeans--or, on the job, slightly loose black slacks--and some kind of dark colored or plaid shirt. He usually wears hiking boots or Resistance-style army boots, whatever he finds comfortable and 'stylish.' He has in own style and never sacrifices it for what's 'in' at the moment.

Accent: A mix of Remaican and Ingallish that comes and goes.

Personality: Arden is a bit of a puzzle to anyone who doesn't know him well. He's calm and steady, but he's by no means boring. He has a wonderful sense of humor and can find a joke in almost every situation, but he also knows when to be serious. He knows how to turn on the charm when a lady strikes his fancy, but he isn't a flirt or a ladies' man. He's generally very candid and honest to the point of being blunt: if he's mad at you, he will tell you. If he's proud of you, he'll mention it. He can also put a lid on his emotions, especially anger, when he senses it's not the right time for them.

History: Arden was born into a life of crime. His parents were good people, but they'd been forced from their homes and had turned to steal to survive when they were 'recruited' by a smuggling ring. They hadn't wanted to become thieves, but to protect their newborn son, they had.

Arden has never known anything but crime and therefore doesn't have much of a problem with it. His parents were killed by an assassin when he was seventeen, at which time he became a free-lance thief, then joined up with the Shade not that much later. He swears that he will someday find whoever killed his parents and will kill him.

Likes: Most everything. He's pretty easygoing.

Dislikes: Not much, except assassins and people who lock everything inside.

Overheard:

--"Yeah, well, you win some, you lose some. You make a clean heist, you almost get caught. Life goes that way sometimes. Just put it behind you and move on."

--"You see these unimportant looking lumps in the ground? That's my mom, and that's my dad. And I swear on their graves that someday I will find whoever killed them, and I will make him pay dearly before he becomes another bump in the dirt."

--"Are you nervous? Well don't be nervous. There's nothing to be nervous about. Then why aren't I doing it? Hey, I'd be nervous!"

Other: Loves any kind of sport that he can play in, especially hockey. And he'll play any position on his lucky number 17.

Know Your Friends (Back to the Shade Profiles)
Shade Lair (Back to the Shade Lair--duh.)
Know Your Enemies (Back to the Brotherhood)

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This character copyright © 1998 Rebecca Flashblade

So NO STEALING! WE'RE the thieves, NOT you! ;o)

*I* made the page.  Me.  Starsong.  Not Leila.  So there. ;o)  Ok, so I copied her format...so what.