Corbin Fuller

Appearance: Corbin is scrawny and it doesn't help that he wears ill fitting loose clothes. He wears a pale blue cheap button shirt with many grease stains and smudges over a t-shirt that isn't much better. His denim pants bear the same markings and his steel toed boots are scuffed with years of use. His sandy hair sticks at all angles like it was toweled and left to dry without care for appearance. There is always a faint smell of chemical cleaner about him. A whiff of soap, a bit of bleach and some degreaser scent.
In his fae mein, Corbin looks worn, literally. Like he has been sanded and eroded away. His skin looks like pale wind worn marble, sun bleached smooth driftwood, or water eroded sandstone. Cobwebs and dust seem to appear on items near him, including his clothes and tools. Crow feathers have been stabbed deep into the flesh of his arms. You can even see poriforation where others had been pinned but fell out.

Freehold history: Corbin joined the Winter court right after his escape, where they soon put his skill at stealth and thievery to work. He was so good that he was soon appointed Sun Banisher for the courts.
Then about two years ago he simply vanished off the radar on the day he was supposed to renew his freehold pledge and couldn't be found. Some thought he had died on mission, others whispered of a betrayal, others said the Empress had found him whne he'd lost his seasonal protection. In truth, Corbin had decided to take a break from his job for a little while. He worked six janitorial jobs during those two years (all at the same time and did his best not to get tied up in the world of the Lost. However, while it's done wonders for his Clarity, it hasn't been very exciting. It got so boring in fact that Corbin decided to come back to the Courts to the suprise of many and the suspicion of more than a few.

Mantle: The clear silence of a winter's night surrounds Corbin. The stillness drains away thought and emotion leaving a feeling of soft hollowness.