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The Golden Tether

Ellio

TWO

Title and Rank
Your Grace or Lord and Duke of Droitho, Second Son of King Triszumin.

Name
Ellio Triszumin

Aliases
Leo, rumoured.

Age
Appears late twenties, unknown in this realm.

Gender
Male

Species
Noble Eladrin, Elf
Vampire

Height and Weight
6 ft 4 in and ~200 lbs

Hair
Once brunette, now white.
Trauma's a bitch.

Eyes
Heterochromatic hazel (L) and amber (R).
Red when highly emotional, esp. hunger.

First Impressions

Lazy boned twig noble with an endless sweet tooth, an agreeable nature against even the most abrasive personalities, ignorant in how he spends his coin and can never keep his hands or eyes to himself.

Layered with purpose and fond of charming others with how he speaks and his easy talent with magic energy. Thrill seeker but only when it’s zero effort on his part to be there.

Stubborn about putting time into his work when the mood strikes him, will not take assistance well and is sensitive with his ego regarding products sold. Knows how to get his hands on everything, the confidence not unwarranted, but there’s a fragility in taking criticism that keeps him from being very picky with who he sells to.

Beneath the Surface

A mask for every occasion that seems well fitted, he believes himself honest when it is manipulative. Cares only for his own survival and ease of living, will gladly let you burn to keep himself warm.

Possessive of anything that garners his interest to the point of obsession, will treat people as objects as much as they allow him to, and pay if they won’t. Keeps them well cared for until they break on their own, any damage he himself deals is taken care of otherwise.

The ink stains at his fingers aren’t ink, found on his feet as well. And he’s got botched autopsy scars, a fucked up blast burn scar that looks like a lightning strike scar mixed a bullet entry mottling his left side. Brands and whips all over backside, from shoulders to kneecaps. It is very possible he was once used as an object himself and has realized it is the only way he knows how to keep people around.

Being royalty, Ellio has no need for a proper occupation, and due to this lack of pressure, has developed the terrible hobby of bartering illegal goods, going against trade blockades and luxury restrictions.
He focuses most of his time on flesh and drugs; that is, he sells cadavers or those otherwise considered dead, and all the ingredients to manipulate one's body and mind. Not a slaver nor a dealer, those are simply who he works with, trying his very best to keep his own hands clean. Not that that is possible, not anymore.