Fredrick Venirose

Fredrick Venirose (a.k.a. Amorous Scoundrel)

"Yes madam, I am a notorious scoundrel with a known taste for men and women. I am also known for something of a....let us say well practiced bedside manner. I am a lover, not a husband, but if you were seeking a husband we would not be continuing this conversation. So Amelia, beautiful lady Deveraux, shall we continue this conversation somewhere more private, where a man may....show proper admiration to your beauty."

Fredrick Venirose, wooing yet another mark.

Fredrick Venirose is something of an enigma to many in Geata-Iarainn. The man is a notorious scoundrel, a well known fop, a conman and a broker of secrets. Secrets he oft plies from the lips of his latest fancy, after spending days or weeks wooing them, and then, with a practiced skill that one might need to pay a king's sum for at a brothel, mere minutes after bringing them to ecstasy laden orgasms. These facts are well known and yet, the man need not hide whom he is. People, and indeed he targets both men and women, still fall for it hook line and sinker. This talent makes him valuable, and he does treat it like a valuable commodity. He can be hired for a steep fee, but once hired, he does have the oddest sense of 'honor'. He won't share the information he acquires for his client with anyone but his client, not for any price. What they do with the information is up to them of course, but in this way he justifies a lack of direct responsibility that lets him feel comfortable with whom he is. In his mid thirties now, just due to necessity he is known to be at least a little bit good with a blade, and owns a pistol, but he abhors violent confrontation. He is a scoundrel yes, but a consumate gentleman. He would much rather be the lover, not the fighter.

Physical Description

General Physical Condition

Fredrick is an agile, fit man in his early thirties, having clearly taken pretty good care of himself. He is tall, and though not large, he is of a notably solid and athletic build. Features angular, but smooth, his face is beautiful in the way that inspires young women to swoon with regularity, and young men to act foolish.

Body Features

He has a toned, athletic build, taking excellent care of himself, and his body has but two marks under his clothing. The first is a tattoo on his right forearm. An anchor with a pistol crossing it, marking him as having served as a marine, a sailor on one or more naval vessels. The second tattoo on his left shoulder depicts a full sail mast and a setting sun, denoting service in the naval trade guard, a small group of troops, whom's units are assigned to travel with mercantile vessels deemed important enough, oft carrying items or people of diplomatic importance. It was this time of service, the near nine years of it, that is when he traveled the world.

Facial Features

Fredrick is a clean shaven man, keeping his face smooth and clean, letting his facial expressions and the lights and subtle language of his eyes speak wonders to aid him in his endeavors. He has a singular dashing scar on his left cheek, running from just behind his mouth at an angle up just below his eye, not large but notable. He has many stories for this scar, though the truth is it is from an angry wife of an ex-lover in Haramir far to the south and the east in nation of Kang-Chorath

Identifying Characteristics

His two tattoos of course are an identifying feature, as is the scar upon his left cheek.

Apparel & Accessories

Fredrick has a true sense of style and elan for the time, but also a sense of wardrobe that really lets him play his game well. He keeps many clothes at his flat, many outfits and looks to choose from, able to dress up or down for the occasion. He matches the styles of the time, wearing the soft blues, greys and whites, Suranth's national colors, as a base, and adding those splashes of color as appropriate for the societal level he is trying to be. Browns, Oranges, reds, purples and greens, along with yellows, golds and coppers when appropriate. Never are these colors a mainstay but they area always splashed in as appropriate to the social equity he is trying to portray. When not working a mark, he prefers to add a dash of one color, or perhaps two at most, normally something like his boots or gloves, and his belt. Simple splashes of color to draw the eyes. He dresses in the style befitting gentry for the day and age. Trousers, a fine walking stick that happens to house.....a blade? Heavens no, he keeps five vials of fine peach brandy within the thick well carved walking stick, the top able to twist to rotate the cane's shell, opening it to reveal the small vials, enough to hold two swigs worth. He wears a simple, but well made basket hilt rapier at his right hip, for he is left handed, and a pistol tucked beneath his long jacket against his back.

Specialized Equipment

His walking stick of redwood and silver, the head of it a beautiful silver rendition of a wolf's head, which when twisted, rotates one half of the cane's outer layer to reveal the hollow inside within which up to five small, thin vials could be stored. It is here he keeps some strong and high quality peach brandy for special occasions or emergencies.

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Fredrick has many personal histories, or perhaps one of great travel in his youth. He has only been on the scene in Geata-Iarainn for the last seven years and according to some of his more...forthcoming consorts he does have a naval tattoo or two on him, one on his left shoulder, another on his right forearm. He has always been careful with his many backstories and indeed this allows him to reuse some of them, tinker others and has given him something of a career providing a service that would likely have seen other men dead by now. He weaves his tales in such a way where they are believed, yet fanciful, and seems to know which stories to tell to engage and 'hook' which mark.

To hear him tell it, he has travelled the great jungles of Waston, explored the coastal swamps of Kang-Chorath, fought skirmishes with corsairs and southern naval crews alike on the seas both east and west of Valerick. He's seen Nightvale, the Gem of the continent. Rohara, Raechin, Valewyr, Depenwood, he has stories for them all, and they are always just fantastic enough to seem unlikely, but with just enough truth and believable detail to be seen as true when the distractions of attraction are afoot. He plays this game with the practice of a master of his craft and for good reason.

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That's because he is. Fredrick was raised a slave, though slavery is illegal across Valerick, that doesn't stop certain.....individuals from treating their family servants as such. He was raised by a widow whom took a liking to him at an uncomfortably young age and....groomed him. Until he used information she shared with him one night at thirteen, selling it to someone he knew would wish to see her dead, and could use it to accomplish such, if they played it right. Which they did. The price Fredrick charged? His first set of finery, some speech and etiquette lessons, and a job as a personal aide. Later came the tattoos people know as navy symbols, which they are. He learned much, saved until he could afford to become the man he knew he was destined to be, with how easy it was to do it the first time, and began traveling at nineteen. Geata-Iarainn is his last stop, the place he decided to call home. The place where it all started. Now he is back, older, wiser, less bitter. There is a trail of blood and death behind him, though he himself has only ever killed three people personally. That isn't to say he can't hold his own, he's killed a goblin or two in his time, even a yeti once. Travelling Suranth is far from safe after all. But its different with fellow sapient beings. So though he has very little in the way of moral compass now, he does not seek out jobs where he knows his mark will be a victim of great violence anymore. He's much more lax in his clientele, willing to supply his unique talents and services in the quest for just about any sort of information, though having a general idea of what one wishes to know will always help.

Gender Identity

Male

Sexuality

Pansexual

Education

Fredrick was educated in the ways of etiquette and bladesmanship by one Gregory Sanderson, a nobleman and blademaster whom was known for his prowess and skill with the rapier specifically, the weapon Fredrick prefers if he must fight. Sanderson was known as a 'new age' swordsman, embracing the idea of 'sword and pistol' and Fredrick's limited skill has led the same way thus far, hence he keeps a pistol on his person. He learned to speak the languages of upper and lower class from this man, learned the nuances of the different kinds of people in Geata-Iarainn, and learned the vocabulary and womanizing ways that he would eventually grow, evolve and craft into the crux of the man he is today. The Amorous Scoundrel, his charms near irresistable to man and woman of any race, of any societal class. A true master of the art, able to dress himself and his personality up or down as needed, seemingly enough experiences in his life to give him an interesting plethora of past experiences and stories to draw upon, and he knows how to be the ears one wishes to tell everything, the voice which one wishes to hear to laugh. All this and more Gregory taught himt he beginnings of, the Game of the Silver Tongue.

But the rest? Well the rest Fredrick did on his own by travelling. His recent return to Geata-Iarainn has seen him take some steps back, for the culture of the people in this northern tundra is very different, but his raw skill and quick learning ability will see him back on top of his game soon enough. He's been living off his fortune, taking odd jobs here and there, low stakes ones where he doesn't have to stretch his talents too hard yet, refamiliarizing himself with the cultural norms and behaviors of the Suranthi.

Employment

He's been living well off his own earnings, which he'd insured through old contacts were mostly stored in an account in his name with the Suranthi National Bank. However over the last few months he's quickly drained it mostly dry, and so he's begun taking the odd job here and there, nothing to big. Simple blackmail fuel jobs and gigs, getting embarrassing and potentially career or marriage threatening information off marks for a price. However Fredrick has felt the itch returning. The itch to be involved in something far bigger. So, its only natural for him to have inserted himself into the area known as Bow's End, and to be frequenting the protests and meetings at the Orca Bay Alehouse, insuring he's up to date on this growing political powderkeg, in hopes that a chance to take part with his own...unique skill set presents itself as a job opportunity.

Mental Trauma

The obvious mental trauma of his childhood as well.....a noble widow's bedroom plaything, something which he keeps close to the vest and has more or less processed. Though admittedly he's never been exposed to anything resembling true slavery since and if he were....he's aware enough to know he likely would not be able to keep his cool.

Intellectual Characteristics

He is very smart, savvy, and a quick thinker. A talented story teller and by virtue, a skilled liar.

Personality Characteristics

Motivation

Though he plays at being a hapless romantic and for the most part that is true......deep down some small part of him knows that isn't why he does it. He does it for the thrill. For the power. He does it because he is trying, in vain he would have to admit if that level of self reflection and criticism was in his nature, to somehow take power back from his childhood trauma. It isn't even the money, though he wouldn't deny enjoying that part, the fact that he can...indulge his fancy and tastes for such.....behaviors as a career.

Alignment

Chaotic Neutral, perhaps True Neutral at best.

Current Location

Geata-Iarainn

Species

Humans

Ethnicity

Suranthi

Year of Birth

1563 SuD 32 Years old

Gender

Male

Eyes

a bold tawny amber, almost seeming golden in the right light

Hair

shoulder length, well kept, oaky brown

Height

1.85m

Weight

83 kgs

Quotes & Catchphrases

"Making love is much like enjoying fine wine, to truly appreciate the value of good love-making, one must have a breadth of experience and exposure. A 'refined palette' if you will."

"Ahh you see I have unique methods of information retrevial. A spy is limited. Torture is ineffective. But romance? The rush of a night of love-making that leaves one breathless, lost in ecstasy? That truly removes all inhibitions. It is these moments a skilled individual can learn all manner of interesting and useful secrets and rumors, in the after orgasm pillow talk."

"It is amazing the information one can buy so cheaply, if one is merely willing to provide some moderate flattery, a few evenings of caring flirtaeous company, and a night or three of romantic release."

Known Languages

Valarian, Dwarven, Elven, Vrocian, Gnomish, and Halfling.