Post by Theo Davore on Jul 23, 2020 22:07:16 GMT -5
WHEN A THIEF KISSES YOU...COUNT YOUR T E E T H .
FULL NAME :: Theo Grey Davore
BIRTH DATE :: September 29th
AGE :: Thirty-four
HEIGHT :: 6'4"
WEIGHT :: 215 lbs.
EYE COLOR :: Brown
HAIR COLOR :: Dark brown (with a bit of salt on the sideburns)
HOMELAND :: Tresteria
MARITAL STATUS :: Unattached.
FAMILY TIES :: N/A
CHILDREN :: N/A
TITLES :: Nobility
OCCUPATION :: Spy, thief ,and conman for the Rogue Court.
MARKINGS :: A thin scar around his left wrist from shackles.
LIKES :: Gambling; bright, womanly smiles; shiny, expensive things; strong ale; a loud tavern; quick getaways; easy targets; green apples
DISLIKES :: Blueberries; beggars (because they have no imagination when it comes to getting money); the gallows; the stocks; armed guards; the Rogue Court, Xilas Voysey; feeling as though he has no sense of direction
GRAMARYE :: N/AI've b e e n to places, I've s e e n the tidingsFACTS ::
I bought a book of rules for every coin that I could steal.
And so I came to g a z e upon the stars when they were yet unborn
And consequently, t e a r at my old scars
AND THE MASK I HAD OUTWORN
- Born to a prostitute, Theo's father had been a knight of the kingdom, and already married with a family. His mother, unable to care for a newborn with her lifestyle, left him in an alleyway a few weeks after he was born. Fortunately, the babe was picked up and placed in an orphanage where he would grow, learning to survive and live off the streets when the crown did not provide the proper funding for the children in the establishment.
- He got to the age where he dreamed of so much more, of wanting to be something better, and his status be damned. Theo begged the old man that ran the small library in town to teach him to read and write from a young age, giving him the knowledge and power to read any book he could get his hands on. He realized you were nobody in Tresteria without a title- so he was going to get one of those.
- When he was eighteen, the Rogue Court pulled him into their ranks where he was able to further his thieving skills, and where he learned to adapt to situations, to con even the hardest and most difficult target. It wasn't long before the thief was putting all his skills to the test. He slipped into court, dressed sharply as a noble, sweet talking women out of their purses. His pursuits grew to where he would go so far as to court unsuspecting women just long enough to get their dowry or access to their accounts.
- Now, he sits on the title of a baron simply because he managed to convince an elderly, widowed baroness that she was the son she had lost so many years ago. No one argued with her and he so graciously accepted the Davore name. He no longer remembers the name the orphanage had given him, and never knew what his true surname ever was.
player: Lunari
face claim: Zachary Levi
