Name: Quinton
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Status (wealth) : Unknown
Appearance + Mask : Usual Butler Attire with a orange mask covering only his eyes
Any weapons to be brought in: His usual Bracelet of Holding and Detection of Magic Handkerchief
Job/Occupation: Butler
Personality: Straight-Forward (most of the time), Cheerful, Loyal, and Most of All...Polite!
Backstory: Works at a strange dimensional inn but came to the ball as a side job to raise more funds for the inn.

Name: Duke Indigo of Rendisone (Real Name: Frederick Robinson)

Age: 20 years

Gender: Male

Status (wealth) : Lower class, disguised as an Upper Class (has the same status as a farmer or beggar, but is pretending to be a Duke)

Appearance + Mask : Beautifully slim looking man with slender hands and an enduring smile. His skin is pale and soft to the touch, and his eyes glow a light green much like a cat’s. Brown hair tumbles into his eyes and just barely reaches his neck.




Any weapons to be brought in: Weapons? Why, of course not! Only a hidden dagger or two, just in case someone is onto him about his identity...

Job/Occupation: Thief

Personality: Ladies of both old and young ages agree that Duke Indigo is a charming young fellow, though they've never seen him at a Masquerade before. Indigo is a loving, caring individual with a big heart and a humble mind. That's how everyone pictured Indigo before the incident. Frederick, if he ever shows what's under the mask, is an arrogant, selfish, and cruel young boy who is only in it for the money. It would take a stubborn person and a strong heart to really soften his ego.

Backstory: As a child, Frederick grew up with two goals in life; to become rich and help his parents out of debt. All the jobs he ever took on were either disgusting or gruesome, and he hated working for the higher ups. Especially Duke Indigo. Even though they were the same age and looked alike, they were nothing alike. Indigo was too nice, too caring, too self-centered. He used the taxes to help other places instead of his own, which pissed off Frederick to the point of killing him. No one needed to know he was dead; no, Frederick would fill in and pretend to be Duke Indigo for a little while, maybe until the Masquerade.

Theme song (optional): None

Any other info (optional):

Doesn't matter the gender; as long as they have some rich connections, he doesn't care.

- Willing to do anything just to impress the Upper Class, whether it's juggle or jump off a roof. Only if they were willing to pay for a show.

- He is absolutely in love with animals. Show him an animal and he'll treat it with care.

- Certain things seem to tick him off, even though they are little. Scraping a fork on a plate, the sound of glass breaking, and obnoxious laughter make the thief cringe outwardly.

- He thinks all Upper Class are snobby, but can be persuaded to think otherwise by the right person.

Name :
Westley Stride
Age :
23 years old
Gender :
Male
Status (wealth) :
Middle, but has connections with high-ranking aristocrats.
Appearance + Mask :
Stride is a scruffy young man standing at a very slight bit lower than the average height for a man, and has bushy brown hair casting a shadow over his face, blocked currently by the mask he will be wearing, which is pictured below. He loves to flaunt around wearing his signature color of red and accenting it with a white scarf made from what appears to be the skins of multiple snakes. To any onlooker, he'd just pass as a paler-skinned caucasian male, but to any who care to get close enough to see his more subtle features would notice that his ears are slightly pointed at the tips.


Any weapons to be brought in :
He totes around a red cane, nothing special about it other than it being a cane, but it's his weapon of choice.
Job/Occupation :
Blackmailer, Framer, Fixer, and Interior Decorator. He'll give you his card for one of those jobs.
Personality :
Stride, on the surface, is a carefree and fun-loving guy. Sarcastic at heart, and quite the interesting man. If one was to look below the surface, they'd see the inner workings of a trained villain. This man will stop at nothing to bring out the inner pains within you if he needs to get answers, be it killing your family with a spoon or ruining your chances of never being a registered sex offender. Crossing paths with this man out of anger, greed, lust, or even sloth would end up with you in the middle of an alley with the imprint of a cane left on your cracked skull.
Backstory :
Growing up in the slums of a poor city where racism ran wild, Stride was often a target for being a halfbreed, where his mother and father were of different races, and as such had a life of pain and torment. Despite this, Stride managed to get a foothold within his community as a small scale blackmailer and framer, starting out with smaller scale jobs and eventually escalating into his meeting with one of the aristocrats in a different city, named Yashar. Yashar had brutally murdered a man when Stride brought that man to him, and instead of threatening Stride with taking his life if he spoke about it, Yashar took Stride under his wing and helped mold him into the craftiest son-of-a-bitch you'll ever meet. Through Yashar, Stride escaped the poverty of the slums and made it to the middle-class of the city where Yashar had raised him, which was a nice change of pace. He later took up a criminal name to protect his identity if it ever was at stake, which was the Bloody Blackmailer. Eventually, he was assigned by Yashar to attend a masquerade, where his skills of framing and blackmailing would come in handy as he needed to obtain some information from another official in the city.
Theme song (optional) :
Le Bouquet Magique (Ambient)
Battle! Team Skull Boss! (Working)
Any other info (optional) :
He has a surprisingly large amount of messenger pigeons trained for him, and one can be called by a simple and unique bird call. A message being sent out from him would be marked by a red ribbon being tied around the leg of the bird.

Name: Trei Fulthoth
Age: 19
Gender: male
Status (wealth) : court noble
Appearance + Mask :
Any weapons to be brought in: a Theolagian sabre, a slightly curved sword originating in theolagius and made in theolagian forges
Job/Occupation: royal courier, diplomat and occasional royal advisor
Personality: he behaves like your average teen but is very serious when it comes to his job and future job, he loves making friends and meeting new people.
Backstory: Trei is part of a noble family in the empire of Theolagius, a diplomat for the immortal emperor Thol. Trei is the grandson of the royal adviser and friend of the emperor, Aster Fulthoth, an old man on his death bed, soon to die of a disease unknown to the world. In the place of Aster Trei has been sent to the masquerade ball as a royal diplomat, maybe there he may find a wife to continue his family line 😘.
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