Carag Stanton

Name: Carag Stanton ((Carag means fang in Tolkenian Elvish))
Race: Human
Class: Rogue
Profession: Herbalist and Alchemist

Physical Description:
Carag is a male human some six feet in height. He has auburn hair and a short, well trimmed goatee. His rather normal, fleshy complexion accents his eyes, which are a grey-blue mixture that shine with a strange brightness, despite a world-wearied face. He is of five and twenty years of age, and is in good physical condition, due to habitual training and constant use of that training.

Personality:
Carag is well humored, and kind, despite his chosen roles as a thief, assassin and spy. He is always wiling to lend a hand to a friend or fellow Guild member should they require his skills. He is generally friendly and cheerful, and can be a trickster at times. But he will turn hostile against someone who has wronged him irreparably.

He believes in neither Light nor Darkness, but his own code of morals that guides his path. Ironically, they are very similar to the path of Light, but due to conflicts with his overbearingly religious father, he refuses to admit any direct worship. He is loyal to a fault and generous to the same fault. He cannot ignore a friend in need, and is willing to put himself in danger for their benefit.

When it comes to matters of the opposite sex, Carag is a hopeless romantic. He aspires to be witty and charming, but usually fails in both areas, relegating himself to a sweet, kind fool. His chivalry may be the one thing that exceeds his loyalty and generousity, but the three are greatly related.

A gifted intellectual, Carag has had much time hiding in the shadows and drinking in the taverns to contemplate the world and his place in it. Be warned. If you engage him in philosophic debate, you will not only mark yourself as his target of discussion, but forever engage in an endless debate on the meanings of life. His knowledge of many things reflects his ideas of "knowing a little about a lot rather than a lot about a little". He has had many years of formal education at the urgings of his father, wanting to raise "an intelligent, respectable young man".

Needless to say, his current choice of lifestyle does not please the family much, and they communicate very little.

Carag is currently focusing his studies on the field of alchemy. He has recently come across a text that makes mention of a "Philosopher's Stone", an object capable of transmuting metals and bestowing everlasting life. While this has piqued his interest greatly, He has since found no other documentation of such an item ever existing.

His research with mana-restoring potions and healing potions is advancing rather smoothly, finding that briarthorns greatly increase the power of his minor healing potions. The introduction of Mageroyal has proven useful as well in concocting some rather potent healing/mana-restoring potions. This constant trial and error of potion-making slowly takes its tole on his supply of herbs, distracting him from his duties to the Alliance to hunt down any herbs he can locate.

He is also researching the history of the Alliance-Horde Conflict, dating back as far as the first human-orc skirmishes. It is his hope to find some common ground beyond the threat of a shared enemy to potentially halt this never-ending war, regardless of his sentiments for the Horde.

Recently, Carag has begun delving deep into the alchemical arts. He has been researching and cataloging many different herbs and their properties in the pursuit of some secretive means.

They are the result of a text related to the dual nature of man, which postulated that if man could be split into his component natures of good and evil and isolated in separate identities, man might be absolved of the trials and tribulations that the constant struggle between the two cause.

This project is still in it's infant stages, with much research and testing to be done before any conclusive evidence has been achieved. He has taken a small lab on one of the levels to conduct his experiments, although such experimentation is seasons away.