Under the hooded cloaked figure is a rat of mystery. Neither a hero nor a villain. Not too social, but then again, if I were I wouldn't be a rat of mystery. But under this furry exterior lies the heart of a lover. But my feelings aren't exactly open. I'm both a mercenary of life and a proprietor of various goods. A rats got to make a living selling some valuables, to friend and foe alike. Of course I save the best things for myself, and if I have no room for more cumbersome supply, I find some...painful means of storing them. But really, who's side am I on. Well that's simple to answer. Mine.