Skander Skander "The Magpie" The Euphoria of Ab’Cal “I am but the canvas, paint your desires upon me, and let yourself free” Race
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Wood Elf Rogue (Mastermind) Ab’Cal Criminal 1 2 Link
Appearance: Lithe and youthful featured Skandar carries himself with a feminine elegance and masculine confidence. He keeps a mystery to his appearance, making himself a blank canvas for people to paint their desires onto. His eyes are observant and curious, always looking to ensnare whatever poor soul locks onto them. His clothes are fine but with a minimalistic eccentricity, like a man who enjoys the intricacies of fashion. A thin scar strikes downward through his eye and onto his upper cheek giving his grace curious ruggedness. His eyes are green and his hair light blond with flowy elegance. A tattoo adorns his right eye, an old elvish pattern whose meaning Skander never fully understood.Personality: Skander is about as flamboyant of a dandy as one could be but knows how to keep his mouth shut when working. Most people want the mysterious stranger, not the gossip girl. Reality is a something hard to pin down with him and he tends to like to live in a world of gossip and rumor in attempts to avoid hard truths. He is observant and likes to insult with compliments and compliment with insults. He enjoys fine things but tries not to overindulge, always trying to live as extravagantly under his means as he can. His tongue is loose and he is a horrible gossiper on trivial things but keeps important secrets well hidden.6 Questions:
“One more my fine sir” Skandar said as his free hand slid up the tavern keeps muscled forearm. The bartender jerked away fast putting a stop to Skanders advances as he filled up the glass. In an attempt to get the elves mind off the scandalous he quickly moved to generic small talk.1: How did you get here? " The long route I suppose. One one through many beds, by being the dreams in many mens and ladies head." Skandar giggled at the rhyme trying to lock eyes with the barkeep whose evasive eyes did everything in their power to look away. Skandar quickly conceded defeat and just enjoyed the conversation. 2: Why have you come? "The Jewels, look how they shimmer in the city. People of power, scandal into the horizon, gossip so abundant it could fill the great libraries of the world. This cities treasure is not gold or trade, its secret and rumors." 3: When did it all start? "Before I could walk, or talk. A lone mother, a starving babe, with no coin to spare, what better a site to feed on the sympathies of those of means. She taught me well but, she had her…...flaws." 4: Who have you met along the way? "Magpies like myself, teaching each others to collect the shinnies of eagles, crows, owls, and even the lovely songbirds chirping their tunes." 5: What is the point? "Why do we collect gold, it is a shiny useless rock which is desired for its scarcity alone. Rumor and secrets at least weave a good story along the way, not to mention far easier to transport and harder to see." 6: Where next? "Tensions are rising which means scandals are soon to be abound. I hate war as much as the next, but one cannot fight the tide, only collect the beautiful things it washes upon the shore."
Background Write-up:
Background I Skanders mother is was a good mother, but those are the only kinds words that can be said about her. She was a lady of the night, not one of the beauties you see in the high end brothels, but a low end tavern wench transient in nature, always looking for a con. It was in this world that Skander was born and raised, from which he learned about the world. Before he could walk he was a partner in her scams, first as a prop but as time went on a willing participant. Thieving, blackmail, murd…. Whatever they could get away with they did. As horrid as she was to everyone, she was always loving and kind to him. It was him and her against the world.
As he grew older, he followed her into the profession. With his leanings, and endowed his mother's beauty he found himself easily serving both sides of the aisle. While he enjoyed the game he lacked his mother's impulse for evil. He found building relationships through his work and using them far more advantages.
He followed his mother from place to place as they conned and fled, his love for her blinding him to her darker side. One does not live the life they did without it catching up to them. One night his mother was not quick enough her target took his revenge. He remembers holding his mother's beaten body in the alley. He left it there. There is no place for tramps like them to bury their dead. Skander got his revenge, at least he thinks he did, those wishing his mother harm were many. Once done he fled, like him and his mother always had done, but this time alone.
Skander settled in Adhain Calmir with the intent to stay. While he missed his mother dearly he did not miss their way of life. As tragic as her death was it lifted a burden off his shoulders, allowing him to spread his wings. Once in the city he set about doing what he does. Serving the men and ladies of the city in their deepest desires, being their forbidden fruit and secret pleasure. The relationships he built were that of interest, but they were not void of care and he did not betray anyone who didn't deserve it, still though secrets were his currency.
His trade takes place under dim lights, behind closed doors, because of this Skander find himself free of the political tension of the cities. His only allegiance is to pleasure and mysteries. His clientele stretch across borders and he prides himself on their diversity. He has a view of the city not many can see in these times and indulges in it to the fullest.
Goals II Skanders: He is a little magpie, collecting the jewels(secrets) and gossip of city and decorating his nest. Most of these go unused, he finds pleasure in knowing what others don't, but he must eat so he will trade what he needs to trade. He also enjoys playing the secret benefactor and will do things for what he considers general good . This is more to scratch his own ego however, than out any upstanding moral codePlayers: I enjoy the story challenge Skander presents . The mechanics of mastermind give me creative opportunities to support the party in interesting ways. I have the seeds of this character in my head and want him to grow and come into his own in the organic world you have built.Secrets III Aware: Married men and women of power sleeping with a rent-boy is enough to end careers. In times of tension Skander must be careful with the jewels he has collected. He is on more than a few spymasters watch list and many assassins dream of the day a price ends up on his head for it is sure to high. He fears the day one of his clients feels he is better off in the ground than pleasuring them above it.Unaware: A powerful man, in an odd strange gift for his daughter's coming of age ceremony hired him to romance her for the night. It was one of Skanders more innocent jobs and nothing happened outside of a graceful kiss, but the girl had taken an unhealthy romantic fancy in Skander. Daddy's little girl gets what she wants. Skandar has faced stalkers before, but none this determined.Ties IV Lady Ellain: (friendly) An older elven madam of unmatched grace and elegance who runs one of the most esteemed brothels in the city. She is Skanders mentor and tutor and the person who he desires to be. When he got to the city she took him under her wing and gave him the skills to navigate the higher end clientele of the city. She is like a second mother to him and he would do anything for her.Adbor Dain: (complicated friendly) A guard in the city Adbor is a simple man of simple desires and ambitions. He is as close as you can get to a good man and would lay his life down for most anyone. He is the closest thing Skander ever had to lover. He wanted a simple of life for them, Skandar to give up his ways and for them to settle down. Skandar however could not go against his nature and eventually they fell apart. Skandar returns once in a blue moon, in times of intense emotional need, but he is always gone before the rooster crows. Leaving poor Adbor alone again.Sandra Estrella: (hostile) Her beauty is only exceeded by her bitchiness and their are few in the city that could match her with either. Her Hatred for Skandar is not out of any personal grudge or vendetta, she hates all rivals, especially interloping outsiders who she considers unworthy rivals. Things came to a feud one night over a particular client, deep in pocket and influence, and who until that night had never had an interest in men. Skandar stole him right out from under her and she has never forgiven him, to the extent of even receiving her blade gashing across his face and scarring him. Unfortunately for her it only added to his mystery and appeal.Memories and Mannerisms V Adbors embrace: He remembers his first time in the man's embrace. He fell secure, safe, like nothing in the world matter but the two of them. But with such security he found fear, he had never felt like this before. His life had always been on a knife's edge. The security scared him because he knew if he had it, he could not bare losing it. The prospect of that scared him more than anything else, and he felt it better not to have that at all.His first Jewel: His first client was a woman. A young but traditional beauty, what many men would consider the perfect wife. Her husband, a constable arrested him accusing him theft. To be fair Skanders mother was the robber not him, but she was too smart to get caught. Her husband had no knowledge of his wife's secret pastime He never even thought of trading his secret, but the knowledge of the threat was enough for the woman to sneak a key to him in the night and help him escape the city. Here he learned the power of secrets first hand and how to wield them.He has an Idea: When an idea strikes him his fingers move in a feminine elegant manner like casting a spell or working a small marionette. His eyes light up and you can see him imagining his plan coming to fruitionOdds and Ends VI Personality: Skander is about as flamboyant of a dandy of a person one could be but knows when to keep his mouth shut when working. Most people want the mysterious stranger, not the gossip girl. Reality is a something hard to pin down with him and he tends to like to live in a world of gossip and rumor in attempts to avoid hard truths. He is observant and likes to insult with compliments and compliment with insults. He enjoys fine things but tries not to overindulge, always trying to live as extravagantly under his means as he can. His tongue is loose and he is a horrible gossiper trivial things but keeps important secrets well hidden.Ideal: When you are ones secret, you know theirs.Bond: Trust is a currency, collect it, save it, spend it, trade it.Flaws: Can never resist a good piece of gossip.Hopes and Fears VII Fear: He remember holding his mother's bludgeoned corpses in his arms. He always wonders if that will be his fate one day.Fear: Security, safety are so foreign to his nature since birth he flees whenever it comes close. He desires them, but never wants something he can't afford to lose or betray.Hope: He dreams of nest so full of jewels protecting him till the end of his days, happy, fat, and safe on the dirty laundry of others.Hope: Deep down he wishes he could accepted the love others not based on secrets and trade but just care for each other. He does not even know he desires it, but he does.
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