Rök Bedroven
Rök Bedroven (a.k.a. The Heartbreaker)
Every thief has a mission; a mission, that reaches far deeper than just the artful act of letting trinkets disappear into thin dust. Rök has such a mission; a mission he values more than acquiring riches. An amorous mission of seduction."Woman! Have you seen my jewelled walking stick, the heirloom of my ancestors?
I swear I had it with me when I last returned from my overseas business meeting.
Where is it? WHERE?"So that was the target of the heartbreaker...a tough nut, but I am ready to cover him as thank you for the beautiful time we had.
I felt so young, so valued in his strong arms.
"I assure you, husband, that you didn't return with your cane.
I am sorry, but that priceless treasure could be anywhere right now.""Are you dead-sure, woman? I-I trust you...you wouldn't lie to me on something that important."I know you value that darn cane far over me, you would trade me for it in a heartbeat, you beast!
"You can trust me, darling."A political marriage
History
Born as a more or less forced kid of a political marriage between an aristocrat of Nemthi Tes'mir Almmond and a senator of Do'oshmi Hohi Bedroven, Rök experienced the unhappy life his mother was living first hand. Due to them not being compatible, the lamia aristocrat 'convinced' his mother to mate in his name with her butler Kir Elrist instead.Luckily for lady Bedroven, her butler took it fairly well and continued to support his madam in that abusive relationship until her early death three years later.
As Tes'mir didn't really care about the child and got already sent by his father, the Silver King, to reach out once more for another marriage, Rök got instead raised by his real dad Kir.
Rök got raised to be a gentleman at day and at night, him and Kir had some special training.
Angry about the death of his master, Kir wanted to teach his son a few useful, yet partly illegal tricks out of his early years.
Tricks that reached from acrobatic and athletic feats over pickpocketing and lockpicking all the way to the art of the word.
When Rök grew older and got 16, he and his old man went out together to apply the learned tricks on real-life targets. Rök was talented, especially by combining his learned tricks with his recently acquired smoke magic.
But what he really enjoyed was using the art of the word...for seduction.
Quickly the young Avian became popular with the girls and danced much to his dad's unsatisfaction at many parties at the same time rejecting his training.
It was not until his 'real' dad Tes'mir finally succeeded in a second marriage ditching Rök and Kir in the process when the young playboy finally woke up.
By throwing the two out of their own house, Kir lost every remembrance of his late master...and brief wife.
Kir grew bitter and talked much with his son, but always about the same things. How unhappy Hohi was, and that she deserved better; that she deserved some joy instead of that...failed marriage.
Rök, sad to see his father so sad, began honing the craft taught by him allowing them to survive. Kir was happy seeing his son applying his teachings so masterfully, and regained some strength to show him more.
4984 AS: The first date
That heist went differently. Much differently. Rök was observing out of the smoke an aristocrat's domicile, only to discover an owl woman sitting alone at a giant table, seemingly crying. Remembering his mother, and the stories told by his dad about her, Rök understood the pain she felt and desired to soothe it in some way.
A few days later he stumbled 'accidentally' into the same girl again feeling an aura of sadness going out from her. With swift and cunning words he convinced her to go for a walk together, where they talked about rich people stuff while Rök started secretly flirting with her, enjoying every laugh she let off from his jokes.
An hour later both sat somewhere in a small garden laughing joyously about pointless topics until it happened.
The owl leaned her head against his beak and started flirting back, talking about that her husband will not be home for two nights, and she loved his personality. But she wanted more, she wanted to feel young again; she wanted him to help her feel young again.
Cautiosly Rök observed the situation, he clearly went too far, he didn't want to go so far with a married woman, but it felt so right to make her happy.
He felt happy seeing her smiling and flirting.
And this could be his entrance for the planned heist, an opening he wasn't able to see before.
The hen owl awakened the next day after a night of wonder next to a hastily written calling card. She was not angry or anything and read the card carefully.
"I saw you unhappy, similar to a woman I value deeply in my heart, you shared the same fate.
Suffering from the atrocity that is political marriages. I hope I was able to let you feel the butterflies and taste the freshwater of youth once more, letting you live life as if all that never happened. If you did, take the heart-shaped rose and put it in the window until sun-high. If I see that, I will return... on one fateful day. One more thing. As you might have noticed by my skilful moves last night, I am no ordinary Casanova. If somebody searches for a richly ornated mace...tell them it got lost."
The woman stood up, took the flower and placed it with a soft grin in the window.
Kir was overjoyed hearing what Rök did that night. The mace was nice and could sustain them for a few months, but hearing his flesh and blood valuing his mother's fate by easing the life of those with a similar fate...he just smiled and took Rök out for a fine family dinner. Later that night Kir exhaled his last breath smiling peacefully.
Physical Description
Special abilities
Rök searched for the arcane animal holding the ability of his desire from the moment his father taught him his first moves. Becoming a Fumancer could prove to be quite useful in the future his dad unfolds in front of him. And he was ready to follow the steps of Kir's openly repressed past as a thief. His later symbiosis with the Cloudkin proved to be successful and powerful.
Fumacer: List of spells mastered
Am I there?:
Using his wings, Rök suddenly spreads a massive cloud of thick fog around his position in one powerful flapping motion. A fog only he can see through.
Am I real?:
Fumancer can partly turn into smoke for brief periods if they concentrate enough. Due to Röks calm and relaxed nature, this can be achieved much quicker and direct. He can dodge direct blows by turning into smoke at the right moment, avoid bullets by rapidly solidifying and dissolving the part the gun is pointing at, and phase through thin walls by being always smokified in the places, where the wall currently resides.
Is it gone?:
Simple sleight of hand trick, where he abuses his smoke body to hide small trinkets within his feathers for safe storage.
Who am I?:
Simple trick. Rök keeps his head in an always fluent fog changing his visual appearance slightly with every fog pulse. Nobody is able to reliably identify him in that state. Issue: He is unable to talk and/or see in that state.
Current Location
Species
Conditions
Date of Birth
06.02.
Year of Birth
4966 AS
32 Years old
Children
Pronouns
He/Him
Gender
male
Eyes
Black with a spot of olive
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Dark olive feathers and cream green plum
Height
1.81 m
Weight
38 kg
Aligned Organization
The Heartbreaker
Rök fully took on the persona of the Heartbreaker after his father's death. While being a thief at any given moment stealing valuables whenever he felt like it, his big gigs always followed a set-in-stone pattern:First, he searches for women living in peculiar situations, no singles. They should show signs of being unhappy with their situation, or he wouldn't advance to phase two.
They should live in aristocracy so that the later heist has the chance to go unnoticed, or at least give his nightly dancing partner the real chance to cover it up.
The romance. Rök loves to take his time with that particular step. Rushing takes away the joy of a passionate romance. This step continues, until his target makes the move (or mistake) wanting to know him closer, unintentionally giving him the intel necessary to get in and out unnoticed by the husband or any guards.
Phase three, the night. As Rök is fully legal on the domicile of his planned heist, having a clearly laid out time window, and do not have to risk getting spotted, his primary goal is to make their night an unforgettable firework of youthful love and passion. He is the guest, and his goal is to steal the key to his partner's heart, making them feel loved and cared for; fulfilling their every desire. When the time is however over, and both 'fall' asleep, the final step begins
Stealing. Rök never steals much, only singular trinkets he is able to identify to be worth the effort. One item to sell in the Underground, one trinket as a remembrance.
Leaving a personalized and refined version of his first farewell note behind, the heartbreaker then vanishes into smoke, to return to his first surveillance position, waiting for the signal.
If the heart-rose appears, he knows, that a second 'heist' will be in order in the future.
Temez
The Heartbreaker got called 4994 by a mysterious person of the Underground into this Etherian mining city across the sea.Said something of a 'big gig' or so.
And Rök's masterful way of the romantic word would be an important tool in the plan.
This is really nice. The methods and reasons. The style of the article stands out.