Lygarde

Lygarde is an easy-going sort for the most part -- he sort of has to be, with a twin like Alchany around. Whatever the world throws at him, he'll take and adapt to it as best he can, even if that means shattering his previously held beliefs about the way the world works. Lygarde trusts his instincts, and is constantly watching and examining the world around him.

He tends to play straight man to the crazy group that's he part of, with droll comments aplenty (really, the others make it so easy).

Lygarde, like his twin Alchany, is a slender and tall young man. He'll never have his father's heavy shoulders or hands, but he doesn't mind. His skin is a deep brown like his father, and his teal eyes are entirely his mother's -- the only thing out of place is his red hair that he keeps in short, messy spikes. His mother's hair is walnut brown, his father's hair is closer to strawberry blond, and his little sister's hair is a medium brown, making Alchany and Lygarde stand out. They are not, however, the 'red-headed stepchild'; their father's father had red hair a shade lighter than Lygarde, and their uncle also inherited the same red hair, so the color just skipped a generation.

Lygarde -- another unfortunate name due to their mother, as his name is likely from the phrase 'sleight of hand' in her dialect -- drifted to his father's craft early on, having shown no interest in his mother's herbs. He knows enough to handle a headache and stitch a wound, but never went any further. To him, it's leather that fascinates him, and he's become quite adept at working even the most difficult of leathers. It's this skill that landed him a place as journeyman with one of the best Master Leatherworkers in the city.

Unfortunately, the man is a very demanding perfectionist, and Lygarde has more than once come back spitting mad after being the focus of the man's sharp tongue. He can't deny the fact that he's gotten better by leaps and bounds, though, and is not that far away from being granted his Mastery.