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Name: Larson Valenti,
Age: 27
Height/Weight: 6'1
Appearance:
A lanky, even skeletal build with chocolate skin. He generally sports a well-groomed appearance, with short-cropped black hair. His face is unassuming, the kind that is easily forgotten. His features are perhaps a bit to angular and taut. His usually sports the aloof haughtiness of an aristocrat, however his eyes are always roving and taking measure of his surroundings. It is perhaps his eyes that are his most striking feature, with a rare hazel coloration. These are however hidden by a pair of tinted half-moon glasses.
Birthplace: Custos
Profession:
Larson Valenti to most people is the son of some remote unimportant rural baron, with just enough money to be considered an aristocrat, and so appropriately, he spends a majority of his time doing aristocratic things such as attending parties, flirting with the women of high society.
However, as with many things with Larson Valenti, this is merely a veil. Yet if one were to visit his father’s house one would find an empty shed in the midst of some farmlands. What Larson in reality is, in his own words an "Information Professional" or in lay terms a spy for hire. One can purchase his services from little teashop called the "The Intrigue", the man in charge for the shop just happens to be a far cousin of Larson's butler Mr. Miles.
The Cavalier Condor, Larson’s street name comes under is beginning to do the rounds. He has a healthy count of deeds and misdeeds to his name involving a variety of activities from the theft and con of fortunes to cracking open one merchants human trafficking, to the murder of a certain Lord Sarle.
His clientele range from the Aristocracy to rich wives’, and somehow Larson manages to complete most any job that comes his way. Although recently with business brimming, he has become far more selective and particular
Skills/Talents:
Spy craft: One of the best of the lot amongst the orphans trained by Mother Moss, Larson has been taught from the basics to the intricacies of spy craft from early on in his life. Being taught by one if the best in the business has him grow up to be a formidable agent, untraceable, discrete and completely professional.
Funds: Money makes the world go round; perhaps some would say the church. However, Larson himself has stronger faith towards the former. Infact he has made sure to amass a good sum of liquid and frozen assets to help him execute his jobs. He has keen sense towards business and has managed to grow his funds over time, albeit with stolen money.
Longshot: Though he prefers not to engage in such "un-civilized" activities, sometimes the job requires that he do the needful. Apart from his usual repertoire of poisons, he is also very skilled at marking targets from long distances. This aligns with his policy of being as far away from the "dirt" as possible when it needs to arise.
Association: Freelance
Personality:
Larson displays a veneer of aristocratic refinement, with all its tee totaling, shallow snobbery and general foppery. He is in fact an orphan, making him more than likely to climb over a given wall when one confronts him. This kind of pragmatism is sharpened by a healthy dose of pessimism birthed by the hard life of an orphan, which comes out in his tendency to plan with great depth. Larson has a very flexible moral code; he will not bat an eye from stealing a man's fortune or using blackmail to get what he wants. However, discipline and training guide him from doing anything overly impetuous.
He can be a charming young debutant when he needs to be, but behind closed doors, he is a sullen introvert. The kind that prefers to eat alone with only his dog for company. He is by nature a private person, realized by the fact of how little most people know about him. A good trait to have for one in his profession.
Age: 27
Height/Weight: 6'1
Appearance:
A lanky, even skeletal build with chocolate skin. He generally sports a well-groomed appearance, with short-cropped black hair. His face is unassuming, the kind that is easily forgotten. His features are perhaps a bit to angular and taut. His usually sports the aloof haughtiness of an aristocrat, however his eyes are always roving and taking measure of his surroundings. It is perhaps his eyes that are his most striking feature, with a rare hazel coloration. These are however hidden by a pair of tinted half-moon glasses.
Birthplace: Custos
Profession:
Larson Valenti to most people is the son of some remote unimportant rural baron, with just enough money to be considered an aristocrat, and so appropriately, he spends a majority of his time doing aristocratic things such as attending parties, flirting with the women of high society.
However, as with many things with Larson Valenti, this is merely a veil. Yet if one were to visit his father’s house one would find an empty shed in the midst of some farmlands. What Larson in reality is, in his own words an "Information Professional" or in lay terms a spy for hire. One can purchase his services from little teashop called the "The Intrigue", the man in charge for the shop just happens to be a far cousin of Larson's butler Mr. Miles.
The Cavalier Condor, Larson’s street name comes under is beginning to do the rounds. He has a healthy count of deeds and misdeeds to his name involving a variety of activities from the theft and con of fortunes to cracking open one merchants human trafficking, to the murder of a certain Lord Sarle.
His clientele range from the Aristocracy to rich wives’, and somehow Larson manages to complete most any job that comes his way. Although recently with business brimming, he has become far more selective and particular
Skills/Talents:
Spy craft: One of the best of the lot amongst the orphans trained by Mother Moss, Larson has been taught from the basics to the intricacies of spy craft from early on in his life. Being taught by one if the best in the business has him grow up to be a formidable agent, untraceable, discrete and completely professional.
Funds: Money makes the world go round; perhaps some would say the church. However, Larson himself has stronger faith towards the former. Infact he has made sure to amass a good sum of liquid and frozen assets to help him execute his jobs. He has keen sense towards business and has managed to grow his funds over time, albeit with stolen money.
Longshot: Though he prefers not to engage in such "un-civilized" activities, sometimes the job requires that he do the needful. Apart from his usual repertoire of poisons, he is also very skilled at marking targets from long distances. This aligns with his policy of being as far away from the "dirt" as possible when it needs to arise.
Association: Freelance
Personality:
Larson displays a veneer of aristocratic refinement, with all its tee totaling, shallow snobbery and general foppery. He is in fact an orphan, making him more than likely to climb over a given wall when one confronts him. This kind of pragmatism is sharpened by a healthy dose of pessimism birthed by the hard life of an orphan, which comes out in his tendency to plan with great depth. Larson has a very flexible moral code; he will not bat an eye from stealing a man's fortune or using blackmail to get what he wants. However, discipline and training guide him from doing anything overly impetuous.
He can be a charming young debutant when he needs to be, but behind closed doors, he is a sullen introvert. The kind that prefers to eat alone with only his dog for company. He is by nature a private person, realized by the fact of how little most people know about him. A good trait to have for one in his profession.
