Name: Taraz the Wastrel
Place of Origin: Born in southern Pinare and brought to Laniel during its founding by his parents when he was twelve. Most likely to die there whether by fate or at the hands of men and werewolves remains to be seen...
Appearance: Somewhat disheveled with a dirty face, Taraz appears like a glassy eyed country bumpkin. It's been remarked he isn't too terrible to look at when he cleans up, but that rarely happens except around festival times. Hair appears uncombed and brown. It may have been a dirty blond once upon a time, but as he got older, it has just become dirty. Medium height and not very athletic, Taraz is more wiry and scrawny than anything.
Role in the Village: Son of Roren, a village cobbler, Taraz has knowledge of the occupation. However he frequently shirks his duties to drink and chase some of the less moral women in the village or those passing through. A frequent but inept gambler, Taraz is seen as kind of a mainstay for any standing backroom games and raucous parties. He ends up paying off his debts and tabs by making shoes which almost seems to be the only way to get Taraz to actually work his craft. The few people to sport his shoes or boots have remarked that Taraz's skill exceeds his dad Roren's.
Why Taraz stayed: Terrified of what's happening, Taraz's first instinct was to run with the others. However, Taraz had found himself putting it off. He had half-heartedly helped others to pack in exchange for a few coins to keep the drink flowing since that was the only way he could keep his sanity (he feels). In the village now mostly because a life of laziness and bad habits is hard to change and until something really bad occurs to snap him out of his torpor, Taraz remains.
