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Rook Champagne

A smile and a few honeyed words can open gates that would be shut to a thousand swords.

Social Rank: 7
Concept: Courtier Extraordinaire
Fealty: Crownsworn
Family: Champagne
Gender: male
Marital Status: Married
Age: 25
Birthday: 04/03
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Courtier
Height: 5'9"
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Deep green
Skintone: Fair

Titles: Crown Minister of Coin

Description: Moving with a sly grace, Rook possess the assured charm of the truly devastatingly handsome. Dark hair like shadows at midnight constantly sweeps into his eyes, so he can ruggedly brush it aside, as he smiles a rakish smile. A strong jaw with persistent rugged scruff lends a roguish look to the twinkle of his deep green eyes. His form is lean and athletic, like a long distance runner, rather than the large bulk of a hardened warrior, but make no mistake, the man seems capable enough, in whatever undertaking he decides upon. The emotion he puts forth seems so genuine, it's hard to tell if it's a mask, or his interest in his current companion is just as true as the one before, but his entire being makes it difficult to resist his charms.

Personality: Rook is a man who wants, knows how to get what he wants, and knows how to best utilize what he wants. His ambition is only outshined by his utterly unnatural, instinctive charm. Those that resist his swagger and smile are those that avoid him complete, which amuses him to no end. There's nothing supernatural to him, merely a sense of self and confidence that makes him fun to be around. He plays the games of politics and proprieties well, careful not to endanger the reputations of others too much, lest he bring dishonor to the Whisper House. He simply makes sure he is in the right place at the right time with the right person to further his goals and ambitions, and come out on top of any situation. His world is far more complex than a warm bed, and such pursuits are often the last resort, or the afterthought. The games and goals he has are more than a pretty face, and in his mind, the sky is not only not even the limit, it's completely attainable in its time.

Background: Some men always hunger for something more. Rook knows he should have been born to nobility, to exercise the sort of power and control derived from that accident of birth, but he's not about to let that stop him. He had at least the minimal good fortune to be born to wealthy merchant vassals of House Grayson, allowing the ambitious young man to deftly dodge all attempts to saddle him with the family business and smoothly transition to the capital city of Arx to move ever closer to power. Once there, it was a simple matter of charming the right people in the right places, saying all the right things to the potential patrons to become a well-liked courtier at court. Rook's burning ambition to make a name for himself was not about to be satisfied with being a liked courtier, and he has steadily expanded his circles of acquaintances to continually include potentially useful individuals to make ever elusive power all the more obtainable. Whether he's doing work with the Whisper House acting as an escort for high born noblewomen, or acting as a patron of the arts for the Black Rose Mummers, Rook seems to have a hand in just about everything.

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