Rozo Zansket

This profile is a work in progress and I wrote what I could in a very tired state. I am sorry if things seem rough and a bit disjointed, I just wanted a rough draft of ideas down and soon I will refine what I have written. For now please excuse the mess

"When man created money, man created society. From society birthed the creation of your comfortable life. Your comfortable life is filled with modern necessities and possessions. But where do you get these possessions? Look no further then the ever luxurious traveling merchant, Rozo Zansket! Thats me. I am Rozo. Last name is spelled with a Z not a S do not get it wrong. Nice to meet you fellow traveler, can I please interest you in my wares? Money? Oh my friend worry not, money is nothing but a means to an end, you will find me not to be your typical greedier peddler. Money is what motivates people like me, and people like you, for it is what I need to give you the things you want, and that is funds me on the adventures that gets the items that you need. I am simply a thrill seeker, collector, and kind soul that wishes to find worlds most exquisite crafts, artifacts, and oddities, and give them to humble folk like you for nothing more then a simple price. I open my shop to you dear traveler because I can see that you are someone who seeks the finer things in life. What will it be for you then? This beautiful Soul Crystal from the shores of Zyndonia? Or this ornate petrified fossil from a long extinct life form dug from the pits of Loxforns Volcanic ash? Oh or are you wanting more practical things for your travels? Perhaps a sturdy sword crafted from a Gredworl Blacksmith? Or would you like to make a purchase of my selection of life changing potions? Oh I see. You have your eyes on the Algoni bow...good choice my friend. I can assure you it is all authentic, I myself delve into the deepest of dungeons to retrieve these beautiful artifacts and wares. You will find no better wares for the price then right here, in the presence, of the great Rozo!"

Hair: Strawberry Blonde
Hair Style: Cut by a fine barber to sweep back out of his hair in a elegant wave, his beard comes out to only a distinct set of side burns and is shaved on the chin and upper lip.
Height: 5'7
Eye Color: Royal Blue
Weight: 162lbs
Age: 29
Typical Mood: Extravagant, Outgoing, and Oblivious.
Mannerisms: Strange neck ticks in uncomfortable situations. Often speaks with his hands to accentuate his words.
Likes: Ancient history, learning new things, exploring.
Dislikes: Being sold a false bill of goods, liars and thieves, grapefruits, people that are taller then him, people calling him a fraud
Values: Adventure, Charitable use of money
Flaws: Annoying, stubborn, thinks a bit too highly of himself
Tropes: Collector of the Strange, Crowd Pleaser, Functional Addict, Luxurious Liquor, Self-Applied Nickname, The Unwitting Comedian

Rozo Zansket was once a boy named Jordi Galahand. He grew up on a farm with his single father and the middle child of three brothers. Every day since he was only 5 he was working hard on the field to make money for the family so they could simply eat and keep their home. He felt very ignored in the lives of his family, and was nothing but the third child to till the soil. The oldest son was treated with pride as he was going to take over the farm one day, and the youngest was always able to get out of his work and push it onto Jordi, and the second oldest was supposedly the hardest working. Jordi was a day dreamer. He never really did well on the farm because he was often staring off into the sky in thought. All his life all he ever knew was the farm, and the town they sold the food too. He heard storied of the lands beyond their home and the great treasures that are held within ancient ruins treacherous dungeons. He fantasized about traveling the world collecting treasures as the intrepid adventure, Rozo Zansket! The name was admirably stupid but he thought it was eccentric.

He would find a way to live out these day dreaming fantasies though as one day he found a relic of bygon era right in their farm. As he tilling a piece of land previously untouched, his hoe hit metal, and upon digging it up it was apparently this strange and old artifact that shined with jewels crested in a gold frame. The only way he could describe it was by calling it a "Opulent Curio." He hid this artifact from his family for weeks and waited until his father went into town to sell the goods, where he snuck off and sold the Curio to another merchant who offered him 2,000 gold. Part of him wanted to give this money to his father, but he had grown a bit of a tired resentment to his family. He felt as though if he were to disappear no one would really care of even notice. Outside the walls of his restricted life though was the potential to become something much more then a simple farm boy.

So he pocketed the money, and used it to steam roll into his new life as Rozo. For about 7 years now, he has traveled far and wide marketing himself as a intrepid adventurer, and traveling merchant. Rozo himself does have a good knack for exploring and has a natural curiosity, but is not the best fighter in most given situations. He often spends his money on hiring soldier sand mercenaries who travel with him and handle the fighting while he gathers the merchandise. In most cases the mercs either die, or go their separate way after taking their payment, and Rozo takes all the credit for delving into dangerous places for his rare artifacts. Either way, for credit that is due he does have a very brave, borderline dumb attitude in the face of danger and does not coward like many people in his position, which is why he has garnered much success as a merchant. He is well known by some for his unforgettable eccentric personality. One interaction with "The Great ROZO!" Is enough to remember him for a life time.

Rozo live in somewhat of a fantasy as though he turned those day dreams of his into real life. He acts as though everything is a stage play, as he eccentrically cries out his name heroically every time he introduces himself, and he approaches fights with a brave puff of his chest as though he could take the whole world on when in reality he could hardly hurt a fly. If it wasnt for the mercenaries he hires he would be dead already.

While he may come across as being a bit dumb, narcistic, and living life with reckless abandoned, he is a rather intelligent man. He indulges himself in literature and educational materials often, and is very knowledgeable of the history and the lands of the world around him which is a upmost necessity for his business. He is expected, and able to appraise many collectors items, artifacts, and oddities, and if he cannot do it himself he knows people who can. He has a little bit of knowledge over the arcane but not enough to really use anything but novice spells. Most of the spells he knows is from the School of Divination and serve to help aid his occupation more then anything else.

Most Merchants are stereotyped as being greedy and desperate salesmen but Rozo is a bit different. He has a eccentric personality and enjoys dabbling in luxuries but his view on money is nothing more then something he needs as a necessity to continue his exploration. He keeps his prices honest, and tends to give money as a charitable donation when he can as he remembers his very humble beginnings. He is nonetheless quite rich, and enjoys fine clothing and upholds a higher standard of living, but he does not make the money a crucial point of his character. Although if he were suddenly to not have his wealth it would defiantly be a shock to his system nonetheless. He spends most of his money on just upkeeping his business, buying collectables and other items for resale, and upkeeping his addiction for fine wines and whisky.

One other important thing on Rozo is his pet Lemur Ozor. Yes that is just Rozo backwards. The Lemur is often seen resting on his shoulder, or trying to break into his food supplies. The poor creature was found by him as a baby in the jungles terrains of Cogo and he appeared lost and hungry so Rozo took him in as his companion. The two have been nearly inseparable since. Among his other possessions is his wagon full of his wares, and pulled by his two noble horse, Whisky and Rum.