Corbett
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"That boy always was the problem child.. Always did like knives.."
Long from the streets of Albion he once called home. A tall man, thin and wide shouldered. His posture and movement was that of trained nobility, carrying him with an almost pragmatic grace that bestowed his presence with a faintly ethereal quality. His eyes; blue as ice, lingered with a sense of intrigue and stood out from behind rogue strands of black hair that rested gently down to his collarbones. A small beard was scruffily trimmed and maintained to complete a handsome yet jagged appearance.
His clothes were smart yet faded, a long black coat and vest covered his chest and dropped into dulled tails on his rear - the buttons emblazoned with a logo of some far flung place he may have once called home - and both covered a crumpled white formal shirt. Covering his legs - a set of black formal trousers tucked into a sharp set of leather boots that rode carefully up his shins. He was no stranger to the world of high society; that much was clear, but his patience for such things was honed, not born.
A recent arrival to such tropical lands as the Tether, one can only imagine whom he may meet. -
Psychology
Corbett is, by his own admition, a relatively complicated man. His natural disposition fluctuates between sarcastic and calculating. He is often a victim of his own curiosity; and despite being extremely cunning, can get sidetracked by pursuits of little relevance. He is however, when driven or motivated too it, ruthless and efficient. He prides himself in his intellect but falls prey to an overly critical mindset and suffers from bouts of melancholy and insomnia. He is however a rather flexible individual, and on a good day he can be extremely charming. He flourishes under conflict, and while he is rarely directly involved, this can push him into murky waters. In his more poetic moments he is prone to overly lengthy monologues and intricate rants.
Likes: Books. Honesty. Curiosity. Complexity. Conflict. Substances. Good Company.
Dislikes: Stupidity. Impatience. Hot weather. Bad tea. Dragons.
Ethical Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Vice/s: Tobacco, cannabis, alcohol.
Disorders / Issues: Occasional depression, insomnia, slight symptoms of Sociopathic behavior.
Languages: Common. Swears in various languages in copious amounts.
"I would advise you not to make too many assumptions about me my lord. It'll be better for us both." -
Skills & Talents
Combat: Corbett is inexperienced wearing heavy armour, and instead is efficient with short blades and knives, and prefers to keep agile in combat. He is a capable unarmed combatant as well.
Alchemy: One of corbetts more controversial skills is that of mixing poisons, potions and otherwise shady materials.
Lock Picking: Corbett is a skilled lock pick.
Court workings: Corbett has been utilized for his knowledge of the world to advise people in various situations, and tends to be utilized as someone to gather information through various means, and used as hired muscle for more subtle acts of subterfuge.
Magic: of the slight of hand variety. He is extremely quick with his hands.
"I'm a man of varied skills but my utmost seems to be that of surprising people.."
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