Sharon is a peculiar living in devil’s acre. He'd been on ambrosia for so long his face was left horribly disfigured, scarred and burned. Can talk to rats. Sharon is at least seven feet tall and wears a black cloak that hides his face completely in the care of shadows. Light does not seem to penetrate the dark in his hood. Emits a cold air and smells like compost. Long, Icy, fingers. Probably not human. Loyal, teasing, and sarcastic. Capitalist. Intimidating. Slightly feared. 