Whatever you thought I was doing; I was definitely not doing it.
Social Rank: 8
Concept: Witty Conveyor
Marital Status: Single
Vocation: Vessel private carrier
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Blue
Description: A soft, dark brown, tousle of hair - sprinkled with silvery accents, and often begging to be touched, tops the head of this handsome fellow just right to ear length. His masculine complexion, tanned quite neatly by the sun, features a chiseled jawline and high cheekbones - characteristic of the Donatti's; as well as those gorgeous clever blue eyes that lay idle beneath two thick dark brows. A well trimmed beard makes him seem even more experienced and debonair. The perfect face for the brawny and tall gentleman. Whom, just like his siblings, also has the build of a runner; and, is typically clad in top-notch tailored attire, rather than rubbish rags or armor.
Personality: Although at first glance he may come off as a bit serious and intimidating. Andreas does not lack in the charming and clever departments. There is something about that collected attitude, clever use of words, and deep southern accent alluring enough to draw the right people, at the right time, in the most convenient of ways. What a lucky fellow, some say!
Background: Born and raised on the streets of Southport, Andreas was the eldest of three siblings. His mother passed away with the birth of his youngest brother Alexio, leaving his father to raise him and his siblings. Work on the docks of Southport hardly paid well, and the silver that it did pay didn't go far when the first thing on his father's priority list was booze, and not his children.
Andreas and his siblings pretty much raised themselves, for better or worse. With no authority figure at home, it is little surprise that the three children ended up on the streets.
Andreas, personally, developed a certain knack for the discreet transport and exchange of goods through witty and stealthy means. As he got more skilled in the fishy business, and what he transported became more valuable, he turned into carrying rather than simply for survival. What began as a means for sustenance, soon turned into a means of helping himself and his siblings attain the things that had evaded them for so much of their lives.
The lad was around his mid-twenties when he managed to procure a ship of his own somewhere in the Lyceum. The nature of the vessel's acquisition remains a mystery to many; but, one thing is for sure, Andreas' face was nowhere to be found for some time in the south. Some say it was mere coincidence, while others insist it was not; but, not long after he left, rumors of a merchant having been swindled off his boat would have been running around the many markets of the hundred cities. Of course, there was no way to prove Andreas was the culprit. Not when the affected merchant had been allegedly drinking his fill on the night of the unfortunate event, and both Alexio and his other sibling were convincingly playing as the eldest Donatti's alibi.
He spent his days supposedly transporting goods and people, legally, from one place to the other as a common carrier for various parties. It is said it was through these means that he made his small fortune - although, some dare argue the small fortune might be a bit bigger than it should. Nonetheless, now that his youngest sibling has successfully established his Import & Exports business in the shining city of Arx, Andreas has been said to have docked his ship in the Capital's port. Word on the street says he has been hired by Alexio as a private carrier of goods.
|Alexio||It's good to have my brother back in the city; even if he annoys me at times.|
|Alrigo||My older and more gruff cousin. He's the side of us that gets things done. Always has done. Always solves our problems effectively while we flounce.|
|Dianna||Gods and stars, that man is beautiful. Did you see his eyes?? Magical. And bold. So very charmingly bold....|
|Martino||Brother of Alexio, spent less time in Southport and misses a bit of his younger's refinement but. There is a fine use in a man who has an edge.|
|Samael||Another Donatti? How does one keep them straight? This one is terse but energetic. Some kind of sailor, I believe.|