Song Xiang, courtesy name Song Xieren, Age 22 and 6'1, chaotic and scatterbrained, yet still smart.

Song Xiang looked around cautiously before running through the shadows that laced the courtyard of Cloud Recesses. Silent, he was trying to work his way through without being immediately caught..as much of a liar as he was, sneaking in here like this, he was aware of some basic rules and survival skills that he would need to get through without being seen. What he didn't know, was that there was always one person out guarding, as well as not knowing what rooms were empty. His orange and black bow was placed upon his back carefully, his mostly black robes with orange details hiding him under the cover of night. His orange eyes watched carefully as he ran through each shadow..until he ran into someone.