Name: Arran Valornor
Age: 21
Occupation: Con Artist
Appearance
Fairly unremarkable in size, Arran tends to melt into the shadows, and that is just the way that he likes it. Standing at a shade over 5’8”, Arran is average in height and slim in frame.
Silver-brown hair and brown eyes frame a face that wears an easy smile on it — all the better to lull his victims into a false sense of security.
His hair is parted at the center and goes down to the nape of his neck.
Indeed, Arran’s appearance is all part of the package and appearance that he wishes people to see. Everything has its place, and everything has its purpose, and for him, he would not have it any other way.
His dark eyes are full of light and promise. When one looks into them, they see the promise of adventure and a life they could not possibly imagine. They see a doorway leading into another world, a world that while, perhaps wild and dangerous, is one of excitement and infinite possibilities
Personality
Arran looks like he lives life on the edge, and his actions fully back that image. He is a wild thrillseeker who looks to live life to its fullest. In doing so, Arran doesn’t give a damn who he annoys. All those stuffy, fuddy-duddy boring muppets, they stand in his way.
Arran lives life solely for the moment. He tends to not get bogged down in inconsequential matters like possible long-term consequences of his actions. Life is for living and damned if he isn’t going to enjoy every goddam moment that he possibly can. And if he goes down, fine, but damned if he isn’t going to take everyone else down with him and still come out of the other side unscathed.
Arran is a person of many admirable traits, but he is also a person of many vices. An unfortunate gambling addiction being one of them. Carrying around a set of loaded dice with him, Arran simply cannot help but challenge any random passers-by to games of chance. Being a thrillseeker, Arran is not beyond letting the dice decide his next actions for him, introducing a level of randomness and chaos that is his calling card.
Background
Arran Valornor has lived most of his life on a spaceport. Born to a wealthy family on the melting pot of Eternity Station, his family was a well-known and wealthy one. "Was" being the operative word. The Valornor family, with the exception of Arran, is no more.
They had been marked by a dark and powerful family. One dark day, assassins struck, murdering all of the Valornor family with the exception of Arran who alone survived the attack.
Arran never knew who ordered the attack, he only knew that the assassins were not as thorough in their task as they believed. The last remaining scion of the Valornor family, Arran escaped, fleeing into the shadows that consumed his family beneath a tidal wave of destruction.
There, hiding in the depths of Eternity Station with nary more than the clothes on his back he held within him a burning desire for vengeance. Fortunately, he also possessed a tongue of pure silver, a tongue that single-handedly ensured his continued survival when he otherwise would have died. Arran used that tongue to good effect, begging enough to eke out a living in the bowels of a spaceport.
Arran met his current running partner in a bar fight, where the two of them used their own particular talents to avoid a beating at the hands of several angry patrons.
For a number of years, Arran and his partner worked together complementing each other quite well as a pair of con artists. Capable of deep and elaborate scams, they left behind many victims in their wake. The two of them were not only earning enough from their shady lifestyle, they were living comfortable lives, being able to afford good clothes and possessing enough money to rent a (fairly shabby) apartment.
As things are wont to do though — they would soon change.
Age: 21
Occupation: Con Artist
What was that? You think I’m stealing from you? Don’t be daft - hey what’s that behind you? Duck!
Appearance
Fairly unremarkable in size, Arran tends to melt into the shadows, and that is just the way that he likes it. Standing at a shade over 5’8”, Arran is average in height and slim in frame.
Silver-brown hair and brown eyes frame a face that wears an easy smile on it — all the better to lull his victims into a false sense of security.
His hair is parted at the center and goes down to the nape of his neck.
Indeed, Arran’s appearance is all part of the package and appearance that he wishes people to see. Everything has its place, and everything has its purpose, and for him, he would not have it any other way.
His dark eyes are full of light and promise. When one looks into them, they see the promise of adventure and a life they could not possibly imagine. They see a doorway leading into another world, a world that while, perhaps wild and dangerous, is one of excitement and infinite possibilities
Personality
Arran looks like he lives life on the edge, and his actions fully back that image. He is a wild thrillseeker who looks to live life to its fullest. In doing so, Arran doesn’t give a damn who he annoys. All those stuffy, fuddy-duddy boring muppets, they stand in his way.
Arran lives life solely for the moment. He tends to not get bogged down in inconsequential matters like possible long-term consequences of his actions. Life is for living and damned if he isn’t going to enjoy every goddam moment that he possibly can. And if he goes down, fine, but damned if he isn’t going to take everyone else down with him and still come out of the other side unscathed.
Arran is a person of many admirable traits, but he is also a person of many vices. An unfortunate gambling addiction being one of them. Carrying around a set of loaded dice with him, Arran simply cannot help but challenge any random passers-by to games of chance. Being a thrillseeker, Arran is not beyond letting the dice decide his next actions for him, introducing a level of randomness and chaos that is his calling card.
Background
Arran Valornor has lived most of his life on a spaceport. Born to a wealthy family on the melting pot of Eternity Station, his family was a well-known and wealthy one. "Was" being the operative word. The Valornor family, with the exception of Arran, is no more.
They had been marked by a dark and powerful family. One dark day, assassins struck, murdering all of the Valornor family with the exception of Arran who alone survived the attack.
Arran never knew who ordered the attack, he only knew that the assassins were not as thorough in their task as they believed. The last remaining scion of the Valornor family, Arran escaped, fleeing into the shadows that consumed his family beneath a tidal wave of destruction.
There, hiding in the depths of Eternity Station with nary more than the clothes on his back he held within him a burning desire for vengeance. Fortunately, he also possessed a tongue of pure silver, a tongue that single-handedly ensured his continued survival when he otherwise would have died. Arran used that tongue to good effect, begging enough to eke out a living in the bowels of a spaceport.
Arran met his current running partner in a bar fight, where the two of them used their own particular talents to avoid a beating at the hands of several angry patrons.
For a number of years, Arran and his partner worked together complementing each other quite well as a pair of con artists. Capable of deep and elaborate scams, they left behind many victims in their wake. The two of them were not only earning enough from their shady lifestyle, they were living comfortable lives, being able to afford good clothes and possessing enough money to rent a (fairly shabby) apartment.
As things are wont to do though — they would soon change.