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Name: Ashton

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Personality: Ashton can be a very proud person and will gladly boast about whatever he wants to. Whether it’s claiming to steal the hardest crown to steal or fending off 10 bandits just to steal from a noble carriage, he’ll boast about it. Despite being quite the story weaver, he doesn’t let anyone know more about him then what he wants them to know and that’s typically the stories of his more extreme heists. He’s almost like a phantom, only staying in one village, town or city long enough to steal what he’s after before disappearing like a ghost. The stories of his more memorable heists aren’t necessarily unheard of, so when he comes across a group of kids talking about him and comparing him to people like Robin Hood it tends to shock him. Ashton tends to keep more to himself, which allows him to keep people at more of a distance and makes traveling as much as he does easier. No matter what, whether he’s faking things so he can get to his goal or he lets someone close enough to get to know him, Ashton is a charismatic, charming and persuasive guy. He knows this as well and uses these qualities to his advantage. Ashton is pretty street smart, knowing ins and outs of places, best places to hide, how to spot shady merchants, knowing the guards thinking at least with rotations and security related things, the usual things you would expect. He’s pretty level headed no matter what the situation is or how off script things get in his carefully planned plans. Because of the bounties put on his head, Ashton is pretty careful and cautious wherever he goes to the point where he can get a little jumpy. Due to the years he’s spent living the thief life, he’s become a pretty good liar and hiding his intentions. This makes him almost unpredictable. He could be acting like a good buddy with a guard one second and the next, turning in a tip that says that that guard was fraternizing with a wanted thief. He’s ultimately a good guy once someone is able to get close enough to them.

Appearance: Ashton has a lanky yet athletic build that’s been adapted to allow him to be more agile, stealthy, and strong. He’s got dark hair that’s styled similar to Flynn rider's hair if it was a bit fancier. He’s typically seen wearing brown leather pants and either a loose fitting blouse like shirt or a shirt that fits his 6 '0 frame really well. When he’s traveling and stopping at places, he’ll wear a darker green cloak with a hood just in case he needs to disappear or avoid attention. He’s typically always wearing a pair of boots or shoes that have good traction and grip on them. He’s got a fairly fair complexion with different colored eyes. His left eye is brown and the other, blue which leaves him as great eye candy sometimes for the younger women he passes when he goes into populated areas.

Fears:

-Heights

-The Ocean

Ashton laid on a tree branch, an apple in hand with some spots already eaten as he waited for his target to pass by on the wooded road. It wasn't long till he was done with his apple and heard the sound of hooves hitting the dirt, almost rhythmical, and wooden wheels rattling behind. He stood up and stretched a bit before looking over his shoulder. He checked that the horse he planned on using for his escape was where he left it before looking back towards the carriage that was now in view. He waited and when the carriage was right underneath him, he jumped and landed on the top. He used the railing-like design on the top to stabilize himself a bit before using them to hop down and onto the side of the carriage. He hung there, feet on the side, crouched a bit and his right arm holding onto the railing on the top before he reached over for the carriage door. With a quick movement, he opened the door and moved over to the steps and rail by the door. “Ok. You know the drill. Valuables in the bag. Jewels, jewelry, coins and the like.” He said as he pulled out a sack from somewhere at his waist. He watched with a satisfied grin as the panicked nobles quickly understood what was happening and what they were supposed to do. The nobles quickly placed anything of value that they had on them, into the bag. When they were done, Ashton checked the bag to see if there was as much as he expected. He quickly noticed how full it was and let out an impressive sounding whistle before closing up the bag. “Pleasure doing business with ya’ll” Ashton said before hopping off the carriage, rolling a bit in the dirt with his body around the bag. When he came to a stop, he stood up and dusted off his pants before grabbing the bag and heading towards his horse.

When he reached the black horse, he grabbed his cloak and put it on, getting it settled just right. after that, he tied the bag onto its saddle before swinging his leg over the saddle. He grabbed the reins up in his hands and steered the horse around in a direction away from where the carriage was heading. When he was satisfied with the direction they were pointing, he urged the horse into a gallop. He knew there was a village or town somewhere on this direction so it would be a good enough place to rest up and get the horse under him some rest. He didn't plan on staying long, maybe two or three days max. Barely long enough for him to make a memorable impression on the place.

The horse quickly emerged from the woods and made its way down a dirt road that led to the town. As they went down the road, Ashton didn't notice the girl walking until it was almost too late. “Watch out!” He shouted as he pulled on the horses reins and did everything he could think of in the moment to slow the horse down until the horse did finally stop, rearing, kicking its front legs, and neighing. Ashton fell off the saddle, landing behind the black horse with a oof and letting out a groan. He slowly sat up, rubbing the back of his head before glaring at the horse. After a moment, Ashton stood up and dusted his pants to get rid of any and all dust and dirt on them. He sighed before walking in front of the horse and calming it down enough as he grabbed for the reigns. He checked the horse, not so much for its well being, to see if his well earned bag of treasures was fine and still attached fine.

When he was done looking over the horse, he turned towards the girl and was clearly annoyed by her. “What the hell were you thinking? You could have been killed! There's no way you couldn't hear the horse coming full speed either.” He said, pinching his nose bridge. Ashton was fully aware that he sounded annoyed and was probably yelling at the girl for a simple mistake. To him it seemed almost common sense to be aware of your surroundings especially if you're on a road. “Last thing I need is a murder charge added to my already long enough list of crimes.” He mumbled to himself. He looked back up at the girl, sounding calmer this time as he spoke. “What were you even doing out here?” He adjusted himself a bit so a good portion of his weight was on his right leg when he noticed something in the girls hair. He didn't let his eyes stay on it for longer then a second, just long enough to notice it was a hairpin with some jewels on it. “Probably worth a lot.” He thought to himself.

“I'm fine. Just some dust and dirt is all.” He said, sounding even more calmer now as more of his frustration faded. He noticed a flower that could have fallen out of her basket, laying on the road. He leaned down and picked it up before placing it back in the basket. “I think you dropped something…” Ashton took a breath before speaking again, thinking he might as well seem like a good human being. “I'm guessing you're ok then? The horse didn't clip you by accident or take 10 years off your life?” He adjusted himself a little, starting to feel slightly awkward. What was he doing staying here when the nobles he robbed probably would have reported him to officials already? “I actually need to get going. I’ve got someone in town I'm meeting. You can come with me and then we split when we reach the town. Ya know, to prevent you from being almost run over again.” He spoke, deciding to add one of his most charming smiles to his face.

His mind kept drifting to the hairpin. Ashton thought it was a little odd for someone who lived in a town to be wearing such an extravagant looking hairpin. He hadn't ever known anyone unless they were noble. He knew he was probably already in trouble with the nobles he had robbed but at the same time, what's a little more money lining his pockets going to do?

He thought about it for a moment, contemplating how much of a good alibi it could give him. After a bit he made up his mind. “I might. My friend has to leave right after I meet him. I’m not too sure how welcomed I’d be at the festivities. Where are they?” He said, sounding pretty convincing. He didn’t actually have a friend he was meeting. He didn’t trust people enough to let them get that close to him, especially with business. Before they left, Ashton made it seem like he realized something in that moment. “What am I doing? A pretty lady like you shouldn’t have to walk, especially if we want to avoid you getting run over.” He chuckled a bit, the same charming smile staying on his face as he spoke. “Why don’t you ride up on…” His voice trailed off, making it seem like he forgot the horse’s name even though he never really named it. “Why don’t you ride up on Storm here. I promise Storm isn’t at all like how you first met him. He’s a lot more gentle, the biggest softie you’ve ever met. He’s just not used to being stopped as suddenly as he was.” He gave the horse some pets on the forehead and patted his neck to prove it. “Safest steed you’ve ever met if you ignore me getting thrown off.” The horse just tossed his head a bit, causing Ashton to have to calm him down a bit.