Social Rank: 9
Concept: Destined for Greatness
Fealty: Velenosa
Family: Black
Gender: male
Marital Status: single
Age: 24
Birthday: 1/1
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Champion
Height: tall
Hair Color: brown
Eye Color: dark amber
Skintone: bronze

Description: Expressive and animated, the first thing most notice about Renato Black is the force of his personality. It radiates so strongly from him that it is infectious and hard to resist. Black hair is loosely curled, worn in a flowing mane that hangs almost to the middle of his back, and his bangs often get in his face and eyes. Golden-bronze skin acts as the canvas for his handsome features: High forehead, straight brow, dark amber eyes that are tilted slightly downwards, and a proud straight nose centers his face. A strong jaw with a rounded chin frames full, wide, and expressive lips. Taller than average his strength is displayed in tight corded muscles, lean and athletic instead of broad and thick. His posture is always perfect with his head held high and his back arched to throw his shoulders back in challenge to the world. There is a sense of incredible grace about his every motion that makes each movement almost hypnotizing in a way.

Personality: There's an energy about him, a force of personality that seems larger than life, definitely larger than his humble beginnings. Everything is exagerated with him from his expressions to his mannerisms, often using his hands and body language to help make his speech more descriptive and animated. There is a drive to him though, an intensity that cannot be faked, like an unstoppable force just waiting to be released. He smiles easily and often and negative events and emotions roll off of him like water off a duck's back. Always putting the best foot forward and facing the world head on there are not many things that can dampen his spirit.

Background: Renato has always had big dreams, dreams that would carry him off the streets of Setarco and to fame and glory. The way he saw it there were only a handful of ways: He could go Reaver and gain infamy that way, be the Lord of his own Ship. He could try and become a knight but really, there was to much pressure to be something he was not and it would largely end up a disgrace. He could swear himself to the Faith (Hah!), or the Crown (Who remembers Iron Guardsman Number Thirty-seven hundred and two?), but in the end he knew what he would have to do.

The only path off the streets and to the land of riches was either a Merchant, or something that could garner so much fame it didn't matter that he was from the streets... When he was eight years old Renato began training to fight.

It wasn't the easiest going as his family didn't have money to get him training... so he went the other route. He got in fights. A lot of them. He became a complete and total rapscallion but he finally got noticed enough to gain a patron and his training began officially.

In the end it was the Pirate King's fleet that ended up ruining things for Renato, his patron was one of the many many dead in Setarco, and the only way he was going to succeed was by diving in. Off to Arx he went to join the Champions Guild, ready or not!