Donaldo Velenosa
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| Donaldo Velenosa | |
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| Social Rank | 3 |
| Fealty | Velenosa "Velenosa" is not in the list of possible values (Redrain, Valardin, Grayson, Thrax, Pravus, Lyceum, Crown) for this property.
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| House | Velenosa |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | 29 |
| Religion | Pantheon |
| Vocation | Explorer |
| Height | 5'11" |
| Hair Color | Black |
| Eye Color | Honey |
| Skintone | Caramel |
| Family | |
| Parents | Camilla Velenosa, Elridge Sanna |
| Siblings | Jarek Velenosa, Ashlyn Velenosa, Vincenzo Villente, Daniella Velenosa |
| Uncles/Aunts | Niccolo Velenosa, Alda Velenosa, Luzio Velenosa, Marik Velenosa, Carlotta Velenosa |
| Cousins | Esera Velenosa, Gersard Velenosa, Isolde Velenosa, Valencia Velenosa, Luca Grayson, Antonio Velenosa, Ophelia Velenosa, Serafine Velenosa, Eleyna Velenosa, Mydas Velenosa, Carlos Velenosa, Lina Velenosa |
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Description
Tall, dark and handsome, he presents the temptation trifecta. His shape is lean with muscles built in the wild, not unlike a big cat in his build and graceful nature. His eyes, a shade near honey in nature, only add to his feline appearance the way they move to observe everything but seem to care about nothing. His dark hair is kept short, his beard the same, so that he doesn't have to style them since he apparently cannot be bothered. His voice bucks the trend, his volume usually soft though his tone is a powerful low rumble that seems to carry throughout a room despite normally escaping in a hush.
Personality
Cheerful and attentive, if quiet, one minute his mood can also be somehow disinterested, even here in the greatest and most exciting city in all the land. Also quick to smile and laugh, nearly as quick to ask a question or explore a cabinet that isn't his, this is a man with some issues focusing on any one thing if there's something else to fancy within earshot.
Background
Blessed, or cursed, with being one of many cousins from a great big old family, there's little fear Donaldo will ever have any real responsibility. Or Power. There's a name and a title, sure, but there are more siblings and cousins than there are crowns and ministers. Bounced around from task to task as a youth, never really finding something that held his heart long enough to make a life with. Former Apprentice Cartographer, Former Apprentice Botanist, Former Apprentice Scribe, the list goes on and on. Somehow after wearing so many hats, he finally found a hat he could keep on for more than a year. For some years now, he's made his way as an explorer.
Having gotten quite good at this, path-finding and plotting out things and discovering other things, he has come to Arx to expand his network. It's an interesting hobby, some will whisper, but if the specimens he manages to collect and the artifacts and tomes he uncovers keep his travel accounts full, then for once at least he can commit to being one thing for once.
